Chapter Twenty-Seven: A Good "Brother"
"Vivi!"
Cui Mifeng shouted.
When Fan Yuwei was about to fall to the ground, she was caught steadily by a pair of big hands.
The owner of the hands looked down at Fan Yuwei's fainted face, but he kept rejoicing in his heart: It's okay, it's good that he came in time.
If he came a little later, I'm afraid Fan Yuwei would cry.
No matter which part of her body touches the crumbs of a beer bottle, I'm afraid that blood will flow.
If this beauty-loving little girl has a flawless body with a slight flaw, she will cry a lot. Hakuba thought to himself.
At this time, Cui Mifeng also ran over with people.
He only saw the scene of Bai Mawang hugging Fan Yuwei, and the trace of gentleness on Bai Mawang's face?
Did he see it wrong? When did Fan Yuwei have such a good relationship with Bai Mawang, a cold-hearted man?
"I've informed her brother, I'll be there shortly. ”
Bai Mawang stood up with Fan Yuwei in his arms, his clothes were wrinkled because of a night of running, and they were no longer as upright as before.
Bai Ma Wang said, "Take her to the hospital." ”
Fan Yuwei's body was very cold, Bai Mawang just touched her forehead, and the heat was amazing.
"I'll come," Cui Mifeng said and stretched out his little hand eagerly, "I'll hold her." ”
"No need. ”
Bai Ma Wang said.
He glanced at the little white shirt Fan Yuwei was wearing with disgust, hugged Fan Yuwei with one hand, and wrapped the coat he was wearing tightly around Fan Yuwei's body.
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in the hospital.
Fan Yuwei was diagnosed by the doctor with a high fever and needed to be hospitalized for observation, but they didn't know what the reason was, Fan Yuwei was not able to wake up for a long time.
Fan Yuwei was always in a coma.
Bai Ma looked at Fan Yuwei, who was sleeping in the glass window, like a perfect sleeping beauty, and punched his palm.
"Weiwei! Fengzi, where is Weiwei?"
Bai Ma looked at the sound and saw a blonde-haired Fan Xiangdi running over, and as he ran, he could hear Cui Mifeng explaining to him.
"Vivi, she-"
"Needless to say," Fan Xiangdi made a calm face and looked at Fan Yuwei in the glass window, "I saw her." ”
Fan Yuwei in the dream has been running, she is running, she is running.
Running in the dark, running all the time.
She went back to when she was eight years old.
She was locked up in a black room, black everywhere, the curtains were black, the lights were black, and even herself, it was black.
Probably, it will take two or three days to have a meal.
She couldn't stop shaking.
She didn't know who was locked up in this little dark room.
She didn't know what she was doing wrong.
She ate cold water every day, and the food was not very clean, and she didn't know how long she had been in that little dark room.
She remembered!
She saw it, that year, she saw it.
That day, she didn't know why, she didn't want to go to piano lessons, the reason was that the piano teacher liked her father, and always said bad things about Weiwei when Fan Yeshuo came to pick up Weiwei, in order to delay time.
And every time, Fan Yeshuo would listen carefully to the piano teacher's words, which led to Wei Wei being scolded by the piano teacher forever.
If you play well, you have to say it, and if it's not good, you have to tell her parents.
Slowly, Fan Yuwei began to avoid piano lessons.
Once, twice......
Qiao Congyun finally sensed that something was wrong with Fan Yuwei, she sent Fan Yuwei to the car, and she drove to the piano teacher, and after sending Fan Yuwei to her, she went to her own company.
At that time, Qiao Congyun was still running his own company.
Who would have expected that it would be such a non-noticeable one.
Qiao Congyun did not hand Fan Yuwei into the hands of the piano teacher.
Fan Yuwei ran away by herself.
She secretly ran to the Suifeng Mansion to tell her father about the ambition of the piano teacher.
However, she made a mistake.
Fan Yuwei waited in the Suifeng Mansion all afternoon, but she didn't wait for Fan Yeshuo's figure.
Fan Yuwei waited until she was sleepy, she curled up and hid under the desk in the office.
It was getting dark.
Fan Yuwei woke up, she rubbed her somewhat sore shoulders, and tried to look at the sky outside the window.
She saw the unbelievable.
On the top floor of the building opposite, two men were arguing, one of the older men, who was crumbling on the rooftop, pressed the other man onto the rooftop.
What is certain is that they just relied on the fact that there was no one in these two buildings, so they dared to push and quarrel with each other on the rooftop.
Although Fan Yuwei was a little scared, she still tried to turn on the light here.
The lights in this office were all on at once.
However, at the same time, the man opposite finally couldn't struggle, and he fell.
Fan Yuwei's mouth opened wide, not daring to look at this scene.
Her small hands, unable to cover her mouth in surprise, slammed her eyes shut and screamed.
"Ah————h
Fan Yuwei's screams were not heard by others.
However, it was heard by the demon on the other side.
The demon is none other than Fan Yuwei's father Fan Yeshuo's friend - Lu Fa. And from the 28-story building, the one who "accidentally" fell downstairs was Lu Fa's top boss, Fan Yuwei also met with his father, Fan Yeshuo's general manager of Suifeng - Shen Chun.
Lu Fa's sharp eyes instantly noticed Fan Yuwei here, Fan Yuwei was so frightened that she tried to shrink her body under the table.
Her legs were already weak and she couldn't walk, and she couldn't escape from the office.
She was frightened and fainted.
"Ahh
"Weiwei, Weiwei, wake up, Weiwei!"
Who is it?
Who's calling my name, who is it?
"Wake up, Vivi! 0”
"Doctor, doctor, come and see what's wrong with her. ”
This voice is good, it sounds familiar.
The fingers of Fan Yuwei's right hand, who was lying on the hospital bed, moved slightly, and was seen by Bai Ma Wang's sharp eyes.
Bai Mawang patted Fan Xiangdi's shoulder, and said calmly with a hint of surprise: "Weiwei's fingers moved, look!"
Bai Mawang said, and pointed at Fan Yuwei's hand with his slender fingers.
"What?"
Fan Xiangdi's eyes instantly looked in the direction that Bai Mawang was pointing, Fan Yuwei's right hand.
“(⊙o⊙)...”
"Nothing, are you reading something wrong?"
Fan Xiangdi stared at it for a long time, but he didn't see Fan Yuwei's fingers, and he didn't move.
Fan Xiangdi: "?"
He just thinks that this white horse is too old and his eyes are not good?
It's really pitiful, Bai has such a handsome face, although it's not as good-looking as himself. Fan Xiangdi thought narcissistically.
Fan Xiangdi thought so, so he rolled his eyes and looked at the blind white horse.
Doctors, here and gone.
I didn't check anything out, but just changed a bottle of nutrient solution to Fan Yuwei to maintain Weiwei's daily diet.