The person who can be personally carried into the Rose Manor by Fu Jichen to take care of it, in Xiao Jingshan's opinion, must be a golden honor, and he does not dare to slack off.

After carefully examining the injuries on the woman's body on the bed, Xiao Jingshan preliminarily concluded that it was a skin trauma and did not hurt the organs.

Fu Jichen previously described the general situation on the phone, and the medicine box he brought contained medicine for treating trauma, and he took it out and handed it to Zhou Rongzhen: "It is best to clean up the sewage on the wound before applying medicine, pay attention to avoid infection." ”

"Got it." Zhou Rongzhen responded.

Fu Jichen walked slowly from the master bedroom after bathing, his damp short hair was half-dry, darker than in a completely dry state, his face was like a crown of jade, and his dark blue nightgown hugged his slender and tall figure. He stopped in front of the door and bumped into Xiao Jingshan, who was leaving, and asked, "How is it?" ”

Xiao Jingshan stopped and replied: "Except for the parts that are inconvenient to inspect, I have seen the injuries in other places, most of them are injuries caused by falls and hard objects, not caused by beatings, and the internal organs should not be injured." If you don't feel at ease, wait until she comes to her senses and take her to the hospital for a comprehensive examination. ”

Listening to his description is not serious, Fu Jichen groaned slightly, and asked puzzledly: "How could she be in a coma?" ”

Xiao Jingshan was stunned, and said with a smile: "There are many reasons, I don't know what happened to her, so it's not easy to make conclusions at will." It may be a coma caused by excessive fear and physical exhaustion. ”

"Okay, I see."

Fu Jichen took out a cigarette case and a lighter from the square pocket of his nightgown, handed one to Xiao Jingshan, took one and bit it on his lip, lit it, and threw the lighter to Xiao Jingshan.

Xiao Jingshan used both hands and almost didn't catch it: "I forgot to remind her, although her situation is not serious, she can't take it lightly, beware of high fever at night." ”

In the silent and dim corridor, the sparks flickered and dimmed, Fu Jichen had a layer of pale white smoke on his face, and he couldn't see his expression clearly, only heard him say, "Then stay for one night." ”

"What?"

"If you don't want to be woken up in the middle of the night, come to my house from the bed."

After a few turns in his mind, Xiao Jingshan finally understood, Fu Jichen meant to ask him to stay overnight in the Rose Manor, in case something happened to the girl in the middle of the night, he had to rush over from home, which was more troublesome.

It's strange, where is the girl on the bed sacred?

Fu Jichen called the nanny and told her to clean up a bedroom for Dr. Xiao, and the room on the second floor was arbitrary, and she was not allowed to come to the third floor.

The third floor was his private domain.

What else can Xiao Jingshan say, it is naturally better to be respectful than to obey his fate.

*

The three sides of the Rose Manor are connected by cloisters, with four floors above ground and two floors underground, adding up to hundreds of large and small rooms.

Xiao Jingshan unceremoniously picked a suite-like bedroom on the second floor, and there are servants to clean it on weekdays, and the frequency is not low, it is clean and tidy everywhere, and it is spotless. Zhou Rongzhen only needs to change into new sheets and bedding when she comes over, and she can move in.

"I'm sorry Aunt Jane." Xiao Jingshan sat down on the sofa next to the bed.

Standing up on Erlang's legs, his fingers slid open the lid of the metal lighter, and lit the cigarette that Fu Jichen handed him at that moment.

"Where, my business." Zhou Rongzhen smiled gently, smoothed the folds of the sheets, straightened up and said, "If you need to call me again, I'll go to the third floor to see the girl." ”

Mentioning the word "girl", Xiao Jingshan couldn't hold back his curiosity, spit out a puff of smoke, sat up straight and asked, "That girl is Fu Da's girlfriend?" ”

The most taboo thing about being a nanny is to discuss the private affairs of the employer, Zhou Rongzhen is particularly cautious in this regard, and she was a little frightened when she heard the words, and hurriedly said: "I don't know, I really don't know." ”

Xiao Jingshan is a few years older than Fu Jichen, and now he is thirty-five, with an easy-going and funny personality, and occasionally likes to make one or two innocuous jokes. He just asked casually, didn't mean anything else, and waved his hand to signal that the nanny could leave.

Zhou Rongzhen secretly breathed a sigh of relief, took the door to the third floor, and pushed open the door of the guest bedroom.

It was inconvenient for her to be alone, so she called a maid, and the two of them took off the dress skirt that was broken into rags on Shen Jianian's body, and brought a basin of warm water to scrub her face and body, acting cautiously, for fear of causing her secondary injury.

The young maid saw the washed face, white and delicate, and couldn't help but whisper, "It's so beautiful." ”

Zhou Rongzhen glanced at her as a warning.

Aunt Zhen usually behaves too gentle and tolerant, and rarely loses her temper, and there is no one else here, Mr. went to the study to deal with the work, and the maid pretended not to see Aunt Zhen's warning, and whispered: "To tell the truth, I have never seen such a good-looking girl, and her skin is as white as milk." Do you know who she is? ”

"Tsk." Zhou Rongzhen frowned, and her tone was heavier, "Everything I said to you in the past is a deaf ear, do you want to stay here and work?" ”

The maid stuck out her tongue, grabbed the girl's hand on the bed, and gently wiped it with a cotton towel.

After the work of medicine, Zhou Rongzhen thought that others were not meticulous enough, so he came in person.

*

At two o'clock in the morning, the study was as bright as day.

Fu Jichen took a sip of the coffee that was no longer steaming, frowned slightly, and stared at the computer in front of him. The light of the screen reflected on the handsome face, illuminating the gloom under his eyes in full view.

He gripped the mouse and deleted an email from the old department of the North City.

None of the people in the Fu family are easy to mess with, he has only been away from the group headquarters for half a year, and he has been making big moves over there, the second uncle, the third uncle, and the aunt, together with their children, all want to be in charge.

People say that the gods fight and the little ghosts suffer.

If the people of the Fu family fight, even if they are not ghosts, they will suffer. It's a pity that the Shen Group is not easy to do this from scratch......

Fu Jichen turned off the light in the study, and pinched the back of his neck as he walked to soothe his stiff and sore nerves.

Passing by a guest bedroom, he stopped, hesitated, and reached out to push the door open.

A wall lamp emitted a dim glow, the people on the bed curled up in a small ball under the quilt, and a few whispers rang out in the silent night.

Originally, he only planned to take a look, but Fu Jichen changed his mind and walked in, sat on the edge of the bed and heard more clearly.

"Mom...... Mom...... Xiao Nian misses you so much......"

The body of the person on the bed trembled slightly, his eyebrows were tightly locked, his face was painful, and there were tears flowing from the corners of his eyes, sliding down the white and tender skin to his ears.

Fu Jichen took the tissue box on the bedside table and took out one to wipe her tears.

The wide palm was suddenly grasped by a soft and hot hand, and the mournful voice called intermittently: "Mother...... Can...... Read me the Little Prince again. ”

Fu Jichen covered her forehead with his other hand, and the temperature transmitted was wrong, so Xiao Jingshan was right, and she really started a high fever.

Shen Jianian had a dream. In the dream, my mother was still there, sitting on the edge of her bed, holding up a cardboard cover of "The Little Prince" with colorful illustrations. Mom's lips twitched, reading the words in the book, but her ears seemed to be covered with a layer of mist, and she couldn't hear anything.

The mother read and read, the figure became fainter and fainter, like a fog blown away by the wind, she cried out anxiously, stretched out her hand to grab her, but in vain.

"Mom, don't leave me!"

Shen Jiannian's hand waved in mid-air, and then he trembled, waking up from his dream, and a touch of dark blue appeared in his vision that was not clear enough. In an instant, a great fear enveloped her, and she thought in a trance that she was still trapped in that perverted cage and had not escaped.

She remembered that the pervert, dressed in a dark blue bathrobe, approached her step by step.

Shen Jiannian's hair stood on end, and he punched and kicked regardless of it: "Beast! I don't care about you! Don't touch me! ”

With a "snap", Fu Jichensheng, who didn't have time to retreat, was slapped in the face, and there were a few bright red fingerprints on his fair face in an instant.