VIP Volume 205: Send Me Home
Fu Zhichu knew what the assistant didn't say, his cheeks were slightly red, he turned his head sideways, and said to Cui Yinghao in a low voice, "You let me down." ”
Cui Yinghao directly hugged Fu Zhichu into the car, and after several people got into the car, the car started immediately, so at this time, Fu Zhichu lay in Cui Yinghao's arms.
"Can you sit still like this? Don't fall off the saddle, I'll hold you safe. Cui Yinghao is still stubbornly hugging Fu Zhichu, in fact, in his heart, he enjoys the feeling of hugging Fu Zhichu's soft and delicate body. If Fu Zhichu hadn't been injured, where would he have such an opportunity.
"I'm fine, I can sit on my own." Not to mention that there were other people in the car, just hearing the assistant's words, she couldn't continue to lie in Cui Yinghao's arms, at this time her heart was already extremely embarrassed, a pair of small hands clenched into fists, if her body could move, she would have turned over by herself.
Cui Yinghao knew Fu Zhichu's character, and when she said this, she knew that no matter how she insisted, she couldn't make Fu Zhichu change her mind, so she could only gently put her beside her, the RV space was huge, and the seats were also very large, and Fu Zhichu was just able to half-lie on the seat.
Leaving Cui Yinghao's body, Fu Zhichu breathed a sigh of relief, at least it didn't have to be too embarrassing.
"Yinghao, isn't your arm injury healing?" The assistant screamed, got up from his seat, walked directly to Cui Yinghao's side, and grabbed his arm.
Fu Zhichu raised his eyes and found that blood had flowed from his arm, and the wound must have burst because he was holding her.
"Oh, I knew this earlier, I should have held her just now, what if your arm really fell to the root of the disease?" The assistant scratched his ears and cheeks urgently, and even his breathing became short.
"No need to make a fuss, my own body knows that this wound is nothing, and now I am strong enough to knock down a cow." Cui Yinghao waved his hand, as if the wound on his arm was not on his body at all, but his face had become more and more pale.
"Yinghao, are you really okay?" Fu Zhichu asked in a trembling voice, because she had clearly seen that there was more and more blood on Cui Yinghao's arms, and the entire sleeve was stained red with blood, which looked very scary.
Cui Yinghao shook his head, tilted his head and fell on the seat, and the assistant immediately screamed, rummaged through his mobile phone and called the doctor. There was such a scene in the hospital just now, at this time, the secretary didn't dare to send Cui Yinghao to the hospital anymore, and he felt afraid of changing hospitals, so he could only let the doctor go home.
Looking at Cui Yinghao who fainted, Fu Zhichu burst into tears, if it weren't for her, Cui Yinghao wouldn't have been injured, if it weren't for her, Cui Yinghao's wound wouldn't have cracked......
Listening to Fu Zhichu's crying, the assistant snorted lightly, "Don't cry, it's all your fault, otherwise how could Ying Hao become so embarrassed." ”
"I'm sorry." Fu Zhichu bit his lip and apologized quietly, but tears were still surging.
The assistant shook his head helplessly, in fact, he knew in his heart that if Cui Yinghao was not really in love with this woman, how could he do it for her, in the final analysis, the crux of the problem was still Cui Yinghao himself.
If he couldn't erase this woman from his heart, he would definitely become even more embarrassed in the future.
"Miss Fu, I think you should understand Cui Yinghao's heart for you, if you choose to be with him, both of you will be happy, but you have to be prepared to be an invisible lover. If you don't love him, then let him forget about you, okay? The assistant's voice was pleading, although he was speaking to Fu Zhichu, his eyes never left Cui Yinghao's body.
The assistant had simply bandaged Choi Young-ho, at least now that his wounds were no longer bleeding.
Fu Zhichu wanted to close her ears so that she couldn't hear the words of the main force, but his voice was like a hammer, hitting her heart hard one after another.
"I don't want that." Fu Zhichu cried helplessly.
Cui Yinghao, who was lying in the seat, had his eyes closed, his face was pale and scary, in fact, he didn't faint, he was pretending, even the wound was deliberately made by himself, and he did all this to win Fu Zhichu's sympathy, he knew Fu Zhichu's character best, and she would definitely pity her when she saw her wounds.
Originally, Cui Yinghao planned to pretend to be faint until the doctor arrived, but when he heard the assistant's words to Fu Zhichu, his heart trembled, and he realized that something bad was going to happen, so he slowly opened his eyes, and looked around in a fog, as if he had only reacted for a long time that he was still in the car.
"Yinghao, you're awake." Seeing Cui Yinghao wake up, the assistant was overjoyed, and immediately helped him to sit down again, while asking with concern, "What do you think?" I've already called the doctor, and he should be there when we get home. ”
"I'm fine, you don't have to worry." Cui Yinghao's voice was extremely weak, and he looked at Fu Zhichu and said.
Hearing that he was fine, Fu Zhichu breathed a sigh of relief. If something happens to Cui Yinghao, she will never forgive herself for the rest of her life.
"Yinghao, I have to tell you, you can't be so willful in the future, you are not an ordinary person now, you are an artist, do you know how many people's career lifelines you are related to, now the whole company is centered on you, if something happens to you, what should the rest of the company do?"
"Don't say it, I know what I'm doing." Cui Yinghao frowned deeply, what annoyed him the most was the chatter of the assistants, but it was as if each assistant was the reincarnation of Tang Seng.
"You know? I don't think you know. ”
The assistant wanted to say something, Cui Yinghao waved his hand, and said helplessly: "If I could control my heart, I would never do so many things." Cui Yinghao's voice was extremely tired.
Listening to Cui Yinghao's words, the assistant immediately stopped his voice like a deflated ball and looked out of the car window speechlessly.
Fu Zhichu next to him was silent......
The car stopped in the community where Cui Yinghao was, and the assistant didn't dare to let Cui Yinghao hold Fu Zhichu anymore, originally he planned to go in with Fu Zhichu on his back, but Cui Yinghao refused to say anything, and Cui Yinghao walked into the house with Fu Zhichu on his back.
Looking at such a stubborn Cui Yinghao, the assistant knew that he had completely fallen, and he could only ask God to bless Fu Zhichu to fall in love with Cui Yinghao with a change of heart.
After a while, the doctor rushed over, redressed Cui Yinghao's wound, and then checked Fu Zhichu's injury, Fu Zhichu's injury was nothing, the main thing was that she was too tired, and the doctor advised her to stay in bed for a few days.
The assistant sent the doctor out, and Cui Yinghao sat in front of Fu Zhichu's bed, looked at her calm face, and smiled softly.
"Still laughing, it's all because of you, I was taught a lesson by your secretary." Seeing Cui Yinghao's smile, Fu Zhichu complained softly.
Cui Yinghao's smile became brighter and brighter, "It's good that you're right in front of me." ”
Fu Zhichu sighed, shook her head silently, glanced at the direction of the door, the assistant had not come back yet, she said helplessly: "Yinghao, you are also injured, don't take care of me anymore, go back to the room to rest." ”
"Taking care of you is a blessing, and you can't stop me from pursuing happiness." Cui Yinghao raised his head and said, seeing that Fu Zhichu didn't laugh because of his cold jokes, he smiled wryly and said, "I'm fine, didn't the doctor say it just now, my wound is not serious." ”
"But I heard from the doctor that you need to get some rest." Fu Zhichu flattened his mouth.
Cui Yinghao looked at her pleadingly, and her voice was low, "Fu Zhichu, don't drive me away, I want to stay and guard you, I promise not to do anything." ”