Chapter Forty-Eight: Quarrel in the Ward

The First Hospital of City A.

It is an old public hospital in City A, and the architectural furnishings are obviously outdated compared with the current private hospitals.

When Lu Yiyou appeared, he had a cold aura all over his body.

In the ward, he stood at the end of the bed, looking at Shang Feiwu lying on the bed without saying a word, and the horrific abrasion on her leg.

Luo Xiaoxia has worked here for several years, and he has never seen such a noble person with a cold air conditioner.

Suddenly, it was a little difficult to speak.

"Lu, Mr. Lu, Feiwu probably got some rain on the way to the hospital."

As for the injury on her knee, Luo Xiaoxia was careless for a while, and she really didn't notice it.

Luo Xiaoxia lowered her head, for fear that Mr. Lu would turn his cold eyes to her, and she would really be unbearable.

"Well, alright, let's go down."

His tone was like frost, and his face was cold. After finishing the order, Luo Xiaoxia hurriedly retreated.

"Jack, you can go out too."

He drove everyone away, and at this moment, in the ward, there were only the two of them.

Shang Feiwu's lips were white, and he lay weakly on the hospital bed, half asleep.

The knees were already crusted, and the blood that came out of them clotted.

He stamped his steps, his eyes shining sharply.

The moon hangs high outside the window, quiet and good.

But Lu Yiyou's heart was full of anger.

He leaned down and squeezed her chin.

The small and delicate chin was a little deformed in an instant.

As if he could feel the pain, Shang Feiwu sighed in pain.

Then he opened his eyes with difficulty.

Those crystal eyes were full of ignorance, and Lu Yiyou's perfect and eagle face reflected her pupils full of water.

"What are you doing?" She asked weakly, and cried out, "It hurts." ”

"Does it hurt?" He asked sarcastically.

Shang Feiwu didn't know what was wrong with him, so he had to shake his head to resist.

"Shang Feiwu!" He drank loudly.

Shang Feiwu, who was so frightened that he shook his head to resist, his eyes rapidly expanded, and he froze in fear.

The condescending man in front of him had anger written in his inky eyes.

"Shang Fei Wu! Are you born cheap or are you really cheap? ”

Lu Yiyou gritted his teeth and changed color.

And Shang Feiwu, who was lying down, looked innocent, she didn't know what was going on, this person was so angry.

In addition to fear and fear, there was some loss and disappointment on her face.

"I, born cheap or really cheap?" She asked self-deprecatingly.

Biting his bloodless lip hard.

"You went to Cheng Manjiao again to ask for your own hardship, right? Isn't that a knee wound on yours? ”

When will she be able to recognize what kind of person her stepmother is?

Lu Yiyou leaned forward dangerously, pressed her and continued to ask, "You don't care for yourself, who do you expect to cherish you?" ”

Shang Feiwu's heart seemed to have dropped a beat, loosening and tightening.

Who will cherish her?

Anyway, it's not Lu Yiyou, who doesn't pity him at the moment.

Thinking about it like this, she was really a little desperate.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Lu Yiyou fortunately pressed the weight of his entire body down, forcing her to answer.

She didn't want to speak, so she stubbornly didn't look away.

"You speak!" His usually gentle face suddenly lit up with anger, and it was also a little terrifying.

Lu Yiyou was like an elegant cat suddenly showing its sharp teeth.

In the face of his sudden anger and ridicule, Shang Feiwu felt a breath of anger in his heart.

She turned her head to meet his eyes!

"Yes! I'm cheap! I was born cheap, and I was really cheap, so what? ”

For a moment, disappointment stained Lu Yiyou's eyes.

He sneered, "Huh. ”

It took a long time for him to pull away from her answer, "Cheap, isn't it?" Okay, you're looking for me, you were the one who said that you used the first night to exchange for financing, why don't you say such things for Shang Shi now? I'll be satisfied. ”

In fact, at this time, the matter of financing is over, because the company is not Cheng Manjiao's.

Shang Feiwu must also know this.

But when she heard it, Lu Yiyou's tone was full of contempt for her, and she simply fell into the abyss.

Shang Feiwu's weak face crept into a self-deprecating smile, "Okay, come on, I'll repeat the same mistake for another night!" ”

didn't expect that she, who had always been ashamed, would say such a thing, Lu Yiyou was shocked, and the originally angry mood poured oil on the fire.

"Okay!"

He deceived him without pity.

"If you think so, I'll satisfy you!"

He covered her, and a domineering kiss fell.

This sudden kiss was like a storm, which caught Shang Feiwu off guard.

She wanted to resist, but it was too late.

Yes, it's too late.

Finally.

Lu Yiyou leaned over her, panting.

Although she repeatedly reminded herself that she couldn't be emotional, she couldn't be emotional, but at the last moment, it was turbulent.

The moonlight quietly sprinkled on the two people's bodies, and the shoulders that were still flying outside the white quilt were full of bruises.

Her skin is brittle and soft, delicate and tight, and as long as she is a little rude, the bruising is obvious.

Shang Feiwu tilted his head uncompromisingly and didn't look at him.

Lu Yiyou didn't hug her like before, but dressed coldly.

After sensing him leave his body, Shang Feiwu's tears slowly slid down.

"Squeak—"

The door of the ward was opened, and Luo Xiaoxia walked in with a medicine plate.

But after I came in, I found that the atmosphere inside was extremely embarrassing.

She tilted her head, "I'm here to give Miss Shang medicine." ”

Shang Feiwu wiped his tears indiscriminately and pulled out a smile that was more embarrassing than bitterness, "Well, okay." ”

Lu Yiyou looked at her lying on the bed silently, her posture and appearance, as well as a little strawberry, all announced what had just happened.

Seeing Luo Xiaoxia approaching and sensitively discovering her eyes, Shang Feiwu was a little overwhelmed, but he still had to pretend to be okay and smile.

That look, even Luo Xiaoxia felt distressed when he saw it.

While taking the medicine, she comforted intentionally or unintentionally, "Feiwu, it's good, in the next seven or eight years, you can finally stop running to the hospital every month." ”

Lu Yiyou, who was standing on the side, frowned suspiciously, very curious about this paragraph.

Shang Feiwu was a little stunned, but she didn't answer, after all, in front of Lu Yiyou, she didn't want to discuss these things.

Seeing that she didn't speak, Luo Xiaoxia thought she was speechless with excitement, and hurriedly cheered up: "Your dad will wake up, really." ”

She analyzed reasonably, "The attending doctor has said so, it must be certain, now as long as your stepmother agrees to sign." ”

Lu Yiyou's good-looking eyebrows and eyes frowned.

Like a small mountain, ravines and doubts.

"What are you talking about?"

The always deep voice had a more questioning tone.

Luo Xiaoxia looked back stupidly, and knew that the person in front of him didn't care about Feiwu, as her No. 1 contact, he treated her coldly as soon as he came, and he didn't expect him to know Feiwu's unfortunate family history.

"Don't you know?" Luo Xiaoxia asked this deliberately.

So that Lu Yiyou, who was watching coldly behind him, felt a little guilty.

"What's going on?"

Is in a hurry, commanding tone.

"Feiwu's father, who has been lying in this hospital for seven or eight years, has not woken up, and every time she gets better, but her stepmother does not agree to sign the operation book, so she has been lying down like this, and even said several times that she will be cut off the ventilator, so as not to waste money......"

What Luo Xiaoxia said in a few words was Shang Feiwu's grief and family affairs that he had been locked in his heart for seven or eight years.

Lu Yiyou, who has always been honored and disgraced, skipped a beat of his heart when he heard this.

In the quiet ward, Shang Feiwu still stubbornly wore his face.

And Lu Yiyou's face was full of distress.

It turned out that she had been reluctant to echo Cheng Manjiao, just because of the constraints of that relationship.

It's just because of my loved ones that I'm lying in a hospital bed now.

"Why did you marry me?" He opened his mouth in a daze.

"The richest man in City A, who doesn't want to marry?" There was some self-deprecation in her tone.

He arrived dangerously again, and asked hoarsely, "Did Cheng Manjiao say that if you don't marry, you will smoke your father's ventilator?" ”

He didn't have to think to imagine this scene, Cheng Manjiao's annoying tone, disgusted accusing Shang Feiwu of being an unfilial girl.

"If you don't get married, your dad will die soon."

"You unfilial daughter, you have long wanted your father to die."

"Shang Yaolong has really poured blood mold for eight lifetimes, why did he give birth to such a daughter as you?"

Those sarcastic and vicious words churned in Shang Feiwu's mind.