Feng Beiling saw that Fang Yishui was so painful that he couldn't walk, so he sent her to the hospital directly, and kindly held her for a series of examinations. After the examination, she was carried into the hospital room again.

Fang Yishui didn't have the strength to be embarrassed the whole time.

When she was lying on the hospital bed, she vaguely heard the doctor talking to Feng Beiling outside the door about her situation: "The first time I saw you accompany a woman to the hospital, girlfriend...... I broke a rib, but fortunately I didn't hurt my internal organs because of the misalignment...... Not serious...... Recuperate for a month......"

She struggled to sit up and found that the pain had radiated to her entire left abdomen.

When Feng Beiling came in, he saw that her forehead was covered with cold sweat, one hand was supporting the bed, and the other hand wanted to touch her left abdomen but didn't dare to look.

He frowned, hurriedly walked over and asked with concern, "It hurts?" Do you want to drink water? ”

Fang Yishui was so painful that he couldn't speak for a while, his eyes were filled with tears, and he said "thank you" silently with his mouth half-open.

Feng Beiling wrinkled his eyebrows and smiled, poured her a glass of water, inserted a straw and handed it directly to her mouth: "Drink." ”

Fang Yishui was stunned for half a second, tilted his head slightly, took the water cup and took two sips.

It hurts, and the action of drinking water and swallowing it will involve pain.

Feng Beiling saw that she didn't want to drink anymore, so she took the water cup intimately, and then sat down on the single sofa next to her, and found a comfortable position to lift Erlang's legs: "Your name is Fang Yishui?" ”

Fang Yishui bowed slightly, his eyes full of gratitude.

As she got used to the pain, she tried to speak, "Thank you for saving me." What do you call it? ”

If it weren't for him, the consequences today are unimaginable.

The tense atmosphere of Xiangyue's wedding in the past two days forced her to understand the background of the groom Feng Ziyang, which is not as simple as being rich. This person has revenge, and he has a terrible revenge, but his family is rich, and he has nothing to do so far.

She was scared to think about it.

Feng Beiling smiled lightly and looked at it meaningfully: "Feng Beiling." Seeing that she was puzzled, he added, "Uncle Feng Ziyang." ”

Fang Yishui's eyes widened, and then he lowered his head to hide the horror in his heart.

"I'll just ask, who instructed you to do things at the wedding?"

Fang Yishui raised his head, his eyes were like a frightened deer, with timidity and dazedness: "What is Mr. Feng talking about?" I don't understand. ”

Feng Beiling pursed his lips and continued to smile. He laughed with narrow eyes, and there was a lot of content in his eyes, like an animal—a fox.

Fang Yishui bit his lower lip, and his eyes were filled with watery tears, as if he was about to cry at any time.

While pretending to be pitiful, she thought to herself for a moment. This man is like a smiling fox, not easy to fool.

Feng Beiling's fingers knocked on the coffee table, making a "da-da" sound, which made people feel impatient.

Fang Yishui no longer insisted, and took the initiative to confess in a small voice: "No one instructed me, I just want to take revenge on Zheng Kexin...... She seduced my dad and killed my mom. ”

Intermittent, grief-stricken, and emotionally well-built.

She said it concisely and to the point, but the sad appearance will diverge anyone's thinking when they see it, such as the rampant junior persecuting the main room, the main room was abandoned, and the main room who has become a yellow-faced woman has a weak temperament and ends up tragically......

Fang Yishui stared at the white sheet for a while after speaking, and waited for a long time without hearing Feng Beiling's voice, so he looked over cautiously: "Are you going to send me to the police station?" ”

His eyes shrunk, but his tone was neither humble nor arrogant.

Feng Beiling looked at her with a smile, raised his eyebrows and stood up: "That kind of woman is indeed not qualified to enter the gate of the Feng family, I thank you on behalf of my parents and eldest brother and sister-in-law." ”

Fang Yishui couldn't fathom his thoughts, and his heart was beating a drum.

Feng Beiling took two steps forward and bent down in front of her, the distance was so close that it made her uneasy and frightened her to lean back subconsciously. As a result, the back of her head hit the wall with a "bang", and then her upper ribs were involved, making her grin in pain.

"Ziyang, that kid loves to hold grudges, I didn't arrest you this time, and next time, next time...... I can't guarantee that I'll happen to bump into it every time. ”

So what to do? Worry flashed in Fang Yishui's eyes.

Feng Beiling poked into her eyes, clear and transparent, clear and bottomless: "I Chinese New Year's Eve today, my parents force marriages frequently, and I don't want to settle." You have insulted me before, and you are responsible for me. ”

Fang Yishui blinked a few times and froze, was there something sick in his brain?

At that moment, her phone rang. She smiled apologetically and motioned for herself to answer the phone.

Feng Beiling straightened up unhurriedly and paced back a few steps in silence.

"Hey, uncle?" Fang Yishui saw that he didn't leave, so he lowered his voice.

The other end of the phone was obviously very anxious: "Yishui, I searched everywhere but I couldn't find my mother, someone said that a friend of yours surnamed Feng picked her up?" I didn't say anything beforehand......"

Fang Yishui's breath stagnated, and he pressed the mute, his head buzzing.

She looked at Feng Beiling, and her voice trembled: "Did Feng Ziyang let people take my grandmother away?" ”

Feng Beiling turned around in surprise, took out his mobile phone and made a call to confirm. After hanging up, he nodded: "My nephew has never been worry-free. Don't worry, an old man, I won't let Ziyang hurt her for half a point. ”

Fang Yishui stared at him intently, and what she saw was sincerity and frankness, which made her feel inexplicably at ease.

She turned on her phone again and calmed her uncle before hanging up.

"I didn't mean to do it that day, I'm sorry." She picked up on the previous topic. A big man wants her to be responsible, what a joke.

"I don't have the intention and I can't leave it alone."