Chapter 88 Everyone Who Knows Him Says He's a Gentleman
Chapter 88 People who know him say he is a gentleman
Huicheng Hospital.
VIP ward on the third floor of the inpatient department.
Fu Yanchi was lying on the hospital bed, her face so white that it was almost transparent, but her expression was still clear and relaxed.
There is no trace of the misery of being a seriously ill patient.
In front of the hospital bed, the old man in a white coat was so angry that he said, "You know that your body is like a broken sieve. If you fix the leaks here and there, you can't be calm and let others worry? Are you waiting?
Why don't you waste your life? Stay up all night? Run around under the sun? I can't cure you, let your grandpa do it!"
"Old Dean, I just look a little more serious, not that scary."
"Then you can move your finger and show me now?"
Fu Yanchi gave it a try.
Well, I can't move.
He suggested to the old dean, "Can we do it tomorrow?"
The old dean almost wanted to slap the medical records in his hand on his forehead.
Are there such patients?
He is so indifferent to his own life and death!
At the end, the old dean rubbed his aching temples and said, "With the current domestic medical level, your disease cannot be cured. Xiao Fu, you should not return to China."
Staying abroad can at least maintain all body functions longer.
Fu Yanchi smiled and looked out the window.
In the small square of sky framed by the window, the sunset glow has not yet faded, but the bright moon has already risen.
"The moon in my hometown is rounder."
The old dean was speechless.
The young man is homesick and patriotic, and his thoughts are correct. He cannot criticize them.
Finally, the old dean sighed silently, "The test results just came out, and the five internal organs continue to fail. Xiao Fu, this result..."
"I know." The handsome young man's beautiful peach blossom eyes curved into a crescent shape, "Before returning to China, my attending doctor told me that I still have one and a half years to live."
After a pause, he comforted the old dean in turn, "Old dean, with this disease, I originally couldn't live to be twenty-five, but look at me now, I'm almost twenty-seven. After getting through that hurdle, I can live one more day.
Earn one more day.”
The old dean was silent for a long time, and finally reached out and patted him heavily on the shoulder, "No matter what, you still need to take care of yourself. Medicine is making progress every day. Maybe a miracle will happen one day?"
Before Fu Yanchi left the country, he had always been responsible for the diagnosis and treatment of his illness.
The two have been dealing with each other for nearly twenty years, and he has gone from black hair to gray hair. Unfortunately, he has never been able to figure out the cause of the failure of the young man's internal organs without any sign or cause.
This disease is also extremely rare in the world.
Therefore, as the young man said, one more day to live is one more day to earn.
Everything is fate, nothing is up to you.
"Okay, I also hope to wait for a miracle." The young man smiled slightly, calmly and calmly, "Until the miracle comes, don't tell my grandpa about my condition for the time being."
Not long after the old dean left the ward, Uncle Gui walked in.
His face doesn't look good.
Fu Yanchi felt a little strange.
In his eyes, Uncle Gui is almost like a wooden person. He has the same expression all year round, and it is very rare for his facial lines to change like he does now.
"Uncle?" He raised his eyebrows, slightly teasingly.
"Mr. Fu, I have found out what you want to know." Uncle Gui walked to the hospital bed and said, "The child is dead. He was pushed down the mountain by Ma Chunlan and fell to death."
Fu Yanchi looked at him, the smile in her eyes sinking little by little.
After the smile faded, the sharp edge hidden behind the man's back finally showed its majestic edge. It was so powerful that Uncle Gui subconsciously averted his eyes.
"Dead?" The man opened his thin lips and asked slowly.
"Ma Chunlan said it herself." Uncle Gui didn't dare to hide it, "I used some tricks to pry her mouth."
What methods should be used to deal with certain people? Uncle Gui generally would not put this kind of thing on the table.
As long as the matter assigned by the husband is done well, he will do it by any means.
But today, perhaps because of that imposing image, he couldn't help but explain a little more.
"Spread the news about Ma Chunlan's murder as a rumor." Fu Yanchi closed her eyes and said softly.
Uncle Gui accepted the order and left quietly.
It was quiet in the ward, and as the night fell little by little, the darkness and violence hidden in the room was covered up, and it immediately spread unscrupulously and crazily.
Fu Yanchi remembered what Old Mrs. Tian said when she met her at the police station that morning.
He and Mrs. Tian were no strangers, they were even acquaintances.
In the past, he followed the moon and called her Tian Ma.
But it was this kind and gentle old woman who stabbed his moon in the back.
She refused to let go of the whereabouts of the child.
Shang is thinking that if he comes out later, he can use the remaining chips to exchange for benefits.
If you are greedy, you will not regret dying.
Fu Yanchi opened her eyes, and a dark prototype appeared in her eyes, ugly and ferocious.
People who know him say he is a gentleman, clear and clean.
Only he knows that he is not.
Whoever hurts his moon, he will repay the other person with ten times and a hundred times the pain!
He wants Tian Chen Xiu'e to taste the bone-gnawing taste of despair every day in prison!
He wants the rich people in Ma Chunlan and Tian Tian to betray their relatives and become desperate, struggling hard at the end of the cliff every day!
He wants the Song Group to collapse little by little, and wants everyone in the Song family to die a worthy death!
…
Daqu Village, Tianjia.
The gate of Tian's courtyard was closed tightly, and several large wooden sticks were used to block the back of the gate to prevent anyone from breaking in from the outside.
Ma Chunlan huddled in the corner of the main room, her face was deathly pale, her eyes were full of fear, and her whole body was shaking.
She hugged herself tightly, and the uncovered scars were clearly visible on her wrists exposed outside the cuffs.
He was beaten with pokers.
The slap on the head and face was exactly the same as when she hit that little bitch.
Only then did she realize how painful it was to be beaten repeatedly with the poker.
"Fumin, find some more wood and lock the door of the main room!" She lowered her voice and yelled, as if she was going crazy. "Those people will come without knowing what they are doing, and they will come again! They will kill me.
Kill him!"
"That bastard, you little bitch! It must be her who is seeking revenge on me. She won't stop even after she dies, and won't let me go! It must be her!"
"I said at the beginning that I didn't agree to bring her to the house, but you didn't listen to me. Now it's come true, the whole family has been broken up by her! Bitch, evil beast!"
"That's enough! Shut up!" Tian Fumin shouted angrily and walked around the main room angrily, his face full of gloom.
He gritted his teeth and glared at the woman hiding behind the door of the main room, "If you hadn't killed someone on your own initiative, our family wouldn't be like this! Did my mother tell you that keeping that kid would be useful?
?If you don’t need your fucking ears, I might as well cut them off for you!”
This afternoon, a group of people suddenly rushed into the house, closed the door, caught the couple, and beat them with sticks.
Except for their son who was kept in a room and was not injured, both of them were beaten so badly that there was no good spot on their bodies and even the bones in their bones hurt when they moved.
At that time, many villagers outside the yard heard the noise, and when they were called for help, the outside was also full of people.
But no one came in to rescue them, they were all watching the fun.