Aunt Wang is familiar with herself, and she can't hide her words and is warm-hearted, so she took the initiative to take over, "I'll help you talk about it too." That gentleman is a talent, and you stand together very right. ”

The corners of Xu Qingcheng's lips curled slightly, "No matter what, thank you, Aunt Wang." ”

Heart disease also requires cardiac medicine.

Zhao Lan's heart is sick, Xu Qingcheng doesn't know if this trick will work, but if Zhao Lan is really worried about her, then she will find a way to eliminate the worry in Zhao Lan's heart.

She has a beautiful appearance, and Fu Jingting has also passed the grade in terms of age and appearance.

It should always be able to reassure Zhao Lan a little.

Suicide should not be such an extreme thing anymore, and this family can no longer bear any damage.

Xu Tingcheng's eyes were sour, and she got up and walked to the corridor to breathe.

……

The scratches on Fu Jingting's arms are not very deep, and they are quickly disinfected and bandaged.

It's just that the feeling of being bitten by eight insects during disinfection is really not good, and her expression suddenly appeared in her mind when Xu Qingcheng's earlobe was injured and debrided, and the man couldn't help laughing.

Duan Hengzheng handed over the mobile phone, and when he saw Fu Jingting's expression, he was very nervous, he was not stupid, and he smiled......

Fu Jingting looked at the photos on his phone, he swiped them over one by one, they were all side photos, even the side face was only outlined, "It's okay, the photos are good." ”

Duan Heng's restless little heart slowly fell back into place, "I'll arrange people and send them out through small channels." ”

"Hmm." Fu Jingting nodded.

After the arm was dealt with, Duan Heng listened to the doctor's instructions and memorized the main points, and walked outside the hospital with Fu Jingting.

When passing by the ward building in front, Fu Jingting seemed to suddenly remember something, picked up his mobile phone and sent a message.

Duan Heng saw that his mood seemed to be good, and hurriedly continued to report, "The news Ye family is almost overwhelmed, and they are more afraid of negative reports about the things that Ye Wenhan brought out." However, the public opinion against Ye Wenhan has fermented, and I am afraid that it will not end well. ”

Fu Jingting lowered his eyes, he swiped the screen of his mobile phone casually, and no information came in.

The man's eyes hooked, and he suddenly asked, "Duan Heng, if you are Xu Qingcheng, can you do it to this extent?" ”

Fu Jingting's words are equivalent to determining that the news was released by Xu Tingcheng.

Duan Heng is still 1510 back, "From Mrs. Xu's accident to the news breaking out, the time is so intensive that it seems to have been prepared early. ”

But whether it is Ye Wenhan making trouble or Mrs. Xu cutting her wrists, it is a chance event, which means that Xu Qingcheng is a reaction after these events.

Fast and thoughtful.

"Even if I do, I may not be able to react like this in the first place, and even if I have such an idea, I may not put it into practice, after all, I may be dragged into it. It is not cost-effective to injure 1,000 enemies and lose 800 self-inflicted damage. ”

Duan Heng's evaluation is very pertinent.

Fu Jingting smiled.

I remembered that she raised her finger and swore: I will never do anything without your consent.

If he had believed her, he would have been a ghost.

This woman is beautiful, treacherous, inconsistent, and ruthless enough.

It's kind of a head.

Passing by the convenience store of the hospital, Fu Jingting turned around and went in, Duan Heng was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly followed up.

The man was swept up in almost all types of convenience stores...... Sugar.

"The ward in the back, please send it over."

The clerk was also a little stunned, and while scanning the code to check out, he happily agreed, "Sir, leave a phone number." ”

Fu Jingting's right hand was injured, and his left hand was not easy to write, so he simply reported Xu Tingcheng's mobile phone number.

Duan Heng, "......" What kind of operation is this?!

……

Xu Chengcheng stayed with the bed at night, she charged her mobile phone, turned it on, and watched the calls and messages in the mobile phone pouring in frantically.

The news that the young master of the Fu family loves the eldest lady of the Xu family can arouse discussion in the upper circles more than the suicide of Mrs. Xu.

Xu Qingcheng flipped through the information casually, some people were asking for truth and falsehood, and some people were half-true and half-true congratulations.