In the end, Luo Ruicheng was tired.

His joints were scratched by Fu Yan's teeth, and he also bled out.

But it is less than one-tenth of Fu Yanliu's.

Jiang Lin looked at Fu Yan's face full of blood, and he was about to go crazy.

"Mr. Fu! Are you okay?! ”

He supported Fu Yan and felt as if Fu Yan was about to fall.

The man who is usually so powerful and so invincible seems to have turned into a wooden man at this moment, crumbling.

Bai Rui grabbed Luo Ruicheng.

"Ruicheng, have you fought enough?"

Luo Ruicheng's eyes were scarlet, and the corners of his mouth were sneering.

"Bai Rui, if you really regard Tang Ling as your sister, even if it is one day, you should punch Fu Yan a few times for her."

The corners of Bai Rui's mouth collapsed into a straight line.

He really thought about it.

When he got the news of Tang Ling's death from abroad, he really wanted to come back and kill Fu Yan.

But when he saw Fu Yan in the cemetery, Fu Yan had been kneeling in the cemetery for three whole days holding the altar of ashes.

His face was so pale that it was transparent, and his cheeks were sunken like a dead man.

At that moment, Bai Rui understood.

Fu Yan loves Tang Ling, no less than anyone else, on the contrary, he loves more deeply and more.

So after he lost his memory, he still remembered that he had a lover.

It's just that he doesn't remember who this lover is.

Tang Qi was insidious and cunning, using various means to make Fu Yan think that his lover was her.

It was only then that Fu Yan made so many mistakes.

The biggest culprit in this incident is Tang Qi's slut, but that slut is dead and burned to charcoal.

Leaving them as a group of people who were being tricked, killing each other and suffering alive.

Bai Rui said softly: "Ruicheng, I don't want to persuade you to forgive Fu Yan, I just hope that you can hate him a little less, really, his days are numbered." ”

Luo Ruicheng's eyes widened suddenly.

He didn't know what Bai Rui meant by this, what did Fu Yan's days run out?

Bai Rui leaned into his ear and whispered a few words.

Luo Ruicheng suddenly laughed.

His laughter filled the hallway.

"Retribution! Retribution! Fu Yan, you also have today! Tang Qi plays you, Qiao Qingqing plays you! Even the Lin Mo who suddenly appeared out of nowhere will trick you! It's all your retribution! This is your retribution for hurting Tang Ling! You deserve to die at the hands of women for the rest of your life! The ashes should be scattered on the side of the road, no one will worship you, no one will remember you! ”

Fu Yan's eyes were already swollen and he could barely open them.

He stared at the blood on the ground, not knowing what he was thinking.

Jiang Lin helped him, "Mr. Fu, let's go!" You need to see a doctor now! ”

Fu Yan's footsteps took root in place, and he couldn't move.

"Mr. Fu!"

Jiang Lin wanted to cry anxiously.

He has followed Fu Yan for so many years, except for the time when Tang Ling faked his death, he really rarely felt so sorry for Fu Yan.

It was Fu Yan who was wrong back then! But for so long, he didn't explain! No one has been refuted! He knew he was wrong! He's been punished, too!

"I want to guard Tang Ling here."

Fu Yan's voice was very weak.

Luo Ruicheng stopped laughing, looked down at Fu Yan and said, "If you want to stay here, you can!" You should stay here! But you have to stay here on your knees! You are not qualified to stand in front of Tang Ling! ”

After speaking, he stared at Fu Yan.

He wanted to see if this naturally proud man could bend his arrogant kneecaps!

"Luo Ruicheng, you're going a little too far." Bai Rui saw Fu Yan being beaten like this, and he couldn't bear it.

Jiang Lin also said: "Mr. Luo, Mr. Fu has been beaten like this by you, you still want him to kneel here!" Isn't this trying to kill him?! ”

"Kill him?! Can you kill him by kneeling? Luo Ruicheng was disdainful, looked at Fu Yan and said, "If you don't want to kneel, you can disappear from front of me immediately, otherwise I will block this life, and I will not let you get closer to Tang Ling." ”

After he finished speaking, no one dared to speak again, for fear that he would become excited again.

At this moment, Fu Yan moved.

With heavy steps, he walked to the door of the ward, and slowly knelt down in front of everyone.

At this moment, his self-esteem and his pride all came to naught with this kneeling.

His back was still straight, but it was as if something weighing a thousand pounds was pressing on his shoulder, making his whole body numb with pain.

"Mr. Fu!" Jiang Lin looked at this scene, couldn't hold back any longer, and shed tears.

Bai Rui couldn't bear to turn his head to the side.

Luo Ruicheng didn't expect that Fu Yan would really kneel down in front of so many people! In addition to other patients in the corridor, there are also medical staff and family members passing by!

He really knelt down like that!

After a few seconds of silence, Luo Ruicheng let out a sneer in his nose.

"Fu Yan, your self-esteem is not as indestructible as I thought."

Fu Yan finally spoke.

"I'm sorry for her, damn it, I'll stay on my knees here until she wakes up."

"Okay, then you can kneel!" Luo Ruicheng directly pushed the door and walked into the ward.

People who come and go all watch this scene.

Some people even picked up their phones and started taking pictures.

It's just that Fu Yan's face is full of injuries, so people can't recognize who he is at all.

Bai Rui said: "Jiang Lin, you go to the doctor and give him a brief treatment of the wound." ”

Fu Yan's nose and the corners of his mouth were still bleeding, and if he continued to flow like this, Tang Ling didn't wake up, he should have fallen.

"Mr. Bai, please take care of Mr. Fu!" Jiang Lin raised his hand to wipe the tears from the corners of his eyes and turned to find a doctor.

Bai Rui stood beside Fu Yan and sighed heavily.

"If you knew this was the case, why bother in the first place."

Fu Yan closed his eyes tightly.

How he hoped that God could treat Tang Ling well, and let him bear all the suffering and pain alone.

Jiang Lin quickly brought a nurse, and the nurse treated Fu Yan's wound briefly.

"It's so badly injured, don't kneel here." The nurse also said this out of sympathy, but Bai Rui shook her head and stopped her from what she was going to say, and the nurse had to get up and leave.

After half an hour, Bai Rui said to Jiang Lin: "Don't stand still, go and find out who the person who drugged it is." ”

"Okay." Jiang Lin turned to leave.

In the hospital room.

Tang Ling's consciousness fell into a situation where heaven and man were at war.

In her dream, she was entangled by countless phantoms, including Tang Qi, Tang Zhiyang and those cellmates, but every time those people wanted to pounce on her and hurt her, Fu Yan would appear again and firmly block her in front of her.

"Don't! No! ”

Tears continued to fall from the corners of Tang Ling's eyes, and a painful wail came out of his mouth.

Luo Ruicheng sat on the edge of the bed, his heart broken into slag.

He gripped Tang Ling's hand tightly, eager to share the pain for her.

"It's okay, Lingling, I'm ...... I'm here......"

But what made him feel sad was that Tang Ling's mouth always shouted only the name Fu Yan.