Chapter 11: I'm Not a Good Person

......Fu Zhixia's mind turned quickly, and he quickly recalled that the driver was holding a large stack of money, but she just took one.

"Hasn't the car arrived yet? Isn't there still no blood source when it's near? Can't you contact a single one with panda blood! The situation is already urgent!" the young nurse in the ward ran out and shouted urgently.

"Mine can. Fu Zhixia rolled up his sleeves, "It doesn't matter, you can smoke as much as you want." ”

"Well, at least 600cc, the car is on the road, it should be there soon. ”

"Well, good. Fu Zhixia hooked the corners of his mouth, lowered his eyes and watched the tip of the needle pierce into the skin, the bright red blood flowing through the transparent tube, and couldn't help but think of Fu Shuyu again.

She had all sorts of tubes stuck in her body, and she lay quietly like that. Huo Shaoting is right, what this kind of flower season bears every day is called real pain.

Pumping 600cc of blood seems to be over soon, but Fu Shuyu's life doesn't know when he can start again.

"It's a check, you name the numbers. Fu Zhixia was getting up, and a check arrived in front of her, she was slightly stunned, and between raising her eyes, a figure jumped into her sight.

The person who came over in a simple floral shirt and hurriedly holding a thermos bucket was her mother, Yang Meiling.

Because of amnesia, I have no impression of all, even my mother. It's just that for so long, as soon as she opened her eyes, she seemed to see those angry and disappointed eyes, and her face seemed to be the slap burning temperature forever.

I haven't seen her for a long time, and she seems to have lost weight again.

She has been nursing Fu Shuyu in the hospital, because she is her mother, in addition to physical exhaustion, you can imagine the abuse and inner torment she endured.

"Mom. Somehow she walked up to her like this, perhaps, just wanting to see her from a distance.

Yang Meiling paused, only glanced at her, and walked in a different direction without saying a word.

Fu Zhixia also continued to follow.

"What do you follow me!" Yang Meiling didn't look back, and said coldly, "I don't know you at all, didn't I tell you?" My daughter is dead, I have nothing to do with you, please stay away from me in the future, that way, I will suffer less." ”

"Mom, I'm ......"

"I can't stand this mother, don't shout anymore!" The hysteria in her lower voice, Yang Meiling took a few deep breaths, "If you still have a little conscience, then eat fasting and chant Buddha for the eldest lady, pray every day, and don't dangle in front of me!" I'm going to take care of the eldest lady, where should you go, even if the eldest lady wakes up one day, you will get out of the Fu family for me, I don't want to see you again in my life!"

“......”

Yang Meiling's figure quickly disappeared into the elevator, the sharp pain pierced the skull, making Fu Zhixia almost unstable, and a big hand held her strongly, and her voice was also thick and magnetic: "The amount of blood transfusion you just now is not small, what do you need ......help with?"

Fu Zhixia looked at the elevator door that had been closed in a daze, and shook his head with empty eyes: "No, thank you." ”

Her steps staggered slightly, and Lu Huai'an looked at the woman who had broken free of his arm and walked forward, and he was not very comfortable to follow.

Your condition is not very good and your mood is not stable enough, it is recommended that you go to the hospital.

If a normal person has taken 600cc of blood, he should also pay attention to rest and nutrition......

"Didn't you see that?" Fu Zhixia interrupted him, "I'm not a normal person. What normal person wouldn't even recognize his mother? You don't have to be grateful for that little blood, or give me any reward, I'm not a good person. “