Chapter 301 Social Garbage Dad Irritable Online 56
Chapter 301 Social Trash Dad Is Angry Online 56
Fuchen stared at the red face with a slap mark and went back, still thinking about what happened just now.
He said, “It is essential to be on guard against others.”
Any more will be gone.
Could it be that it really has something to do with myself?
"You...were beaten again?" Qi Yuan hesitated to speak.
Fuchen raised his head and was stunned, "We lost the fight." He walked past Qi Yuan and went upstairs, "If I fight with you, I can go to the hospital. What's wrong with the slap mark?"
"Can't we bring this up again? I, I've already asked you to come to my house!" Qi Yuan shouted from below.
Fuchen's mind went blank and he turned his head stiffly, "How about I go back to the orphanage?"
Qi Yuan: "I..."
Fuchen went downstairs step by step, "Don't you think that I have to make some changes when I come to your house? I will listen to you in everything and call you master, right?"
"I didn't say that." Qi Yuan retorted, feeling uncomfortable, "I just mind. Why were you beaten again?"
Fuchen's face was expressionless, "I also hit someone."
She is extremely sensitive now. Especially on this matter.
Fuchen didn't say anything anymore, went back to the house, and watched himself get 100,000 yuan from the card. He stared at it in a daze.
She returned the card to Qi Yuan, said thank you, and went to the gym to train for strength.
Every day from now on, Lu Youming would appear, looking for Fuchen to ask for pocket money.
I would fight from time to time.
Fuchen is fixed at 100 yuan, but it will not be beaten while standing, but will immediately cause a counterattack.
Sometimes, Qi Yuan will see it.
But Fuchen will still be robbed.
"It's better if you don't bring any money." Qi Yuan said.
"If you don't bring money, you'll be beaten even more fiercely."
On the weekend at the end of every month, Fuchen would go back to Longping Village to see his grandfather.
She doesn't like to stay too close to people.
Except for the people she was close to, she tried her best to be independent.
So I turned away from Uncle Qi's private car and took the bus back.
Grandpa knew that she was not Lu Youming's child and was thrown into the orphanage. He was very angry, "Who is he, Lu Youming? He is lucky to have someone call him daddy for five years!"
Knowing that he was adopted by a rich man, he was very happy, "We Fuchen are good children. Good children are easy to be blessed."
Grandpa would also secretly give Fuchen money, "Rich families have their own ideas. Don't let yourself suffer there. Come back if you suffer, Grandpa will support you."
Fuchen always smiles happily.
In a blink of an eye, the semester is over and the New Year is almost here.
Fuchen, who came back from his grandfather's house, stood on the zebra crossing and happily crossed the road to go back.
There is a roaring wind in my ears.
Fuchen turned around and saw a large truck heading straight for him.
Very fast.
In a daze, Fuchen felt a force coming from his arm, his body was suspended in the air, and he fell to the ground the next moment.
"Bang!" There was a loud noise behind him.
A strong wind blew behind me.
There was a slight "click" sound in the wind.
"Ah! Hit someone! Hit someone to death!" someone screamed.
The big red truck had fled the scene quickly.
Fuchen's head was buzzing and he couldn't think. Like a puppet, he got up from the ground. He swayed from side to side and approached the crowd of onlookers.
I squeezed the people away, passed through the layers of onlookers, and saw the person lying on the ground.
Gray figure.
Thick blood was spread on the ground.
Like a dead rat thrown to the ground.
"Dad." Fuchen called softly, and the doll seemed to sway over.
Her eyes were kept wide open.
When he came closer, he saw his face, which was blurred with blood.
Tears fell from his eyes.
"Dad." She shouted in a daze. She raised her head and scanned the crowd.
In the crowd, many people pointed and talked, buzzing, buzzing, buzzing, it was so noisy that it was difficult to hear clearly.
"120! Emergency number!" Fuchen shouted, "Call!"
Someone immediately picked up her arm, "Little girl, let's take care of it. You go aside." He said while covering her eyes.
Fuchen turned around and roared, "Call!"
Hissing forcefully.
All gases are exhaled from the lung tubes.
Fuchen breathed heavily and shed tears in large quantities.
The next moment, he burst into tears, his eyes blurred with tears, and his throat was choked with sobs, "Let's call."
A mobile phone is a valuable thing.
Someone immediately ran to a public phone booth to call the emergency number.
Fuchen knelt in front of Lu Youming, crying.
He looked motionless, as if dead.
My eyes were closed, as if I could never open them again.
"Dad!" Fuchen howled loudly.
She never knew that he was always following her behind her, protecting her quietly.
The person was taken to first aid by ambulance.
Mr. Qi rushed over and saw the dust outside the operating room. He squatted down and asked softly, "How are you? Are you injured?"
Fuchen's face was cold and his eyes were red, staring straight at Mr. Qi.
Mr. Qi stretched out his hand, hugged her, and patted her back gently, "It will be okay. Your father will be okay."
Fuchen showed no reaction, his eyes filled with sinister power.
The operation was successful and the patient was rescued, but the chance of waking up was slim.
His head was hit, his left hand was fractured, and a steel plate was nailed.
Hands are easy to take care of, but heads are not.
Fuchen sat in front of the bed for seven days, and finally determined that Lu Youming had become a vegetative state.
The police investigated the driver.
The car had no brand and the source of the purchase was unknown. The car sank in the river and the driver was not there.
Suspecting that he was targeted, he asked Fuchen if he knew who he had offended.
Fuchen's face was expressionless.
Nothing came of the case.
Fuchen stared at the man on the bed who couldn't take care of himself, "You deserve it. If you get in early, you'll be fine."
Fuchen knew that there were many things hidden behind this.
It's just that she doesn't know.
"Fuchen, what do you want to do?" Mr. Qi asked her opinion.
"I want to raise him." Fuchen stared at Mr. Qi.
The average family cannot afford to raise a vegetative person.
As an adopted daughter, Fuchen was not suitable to make this request. But this was her idea.
Mr. Qi said, "I will give you an allowance of up to 800 yuan every month. You can use it yourself."
He didn't do everything, but he also gave some help.
Mr. Qi touched her head and said, "Don't work too hard."
Fuchen stared at Mr. Qi and was silent for a long time. Suddenly he said, "Uncle, don't you think I'm a burden?"
Mr. Qi looked at the person on the bed calmly, "As a father, I understand his choice. As a businessman, I will not do anything I cannot guarantee."
He said bluntly, "It is a bottomless pit to cover all of your father's medical expenses and follow-up treatment expenses. I dare not make this guarantee."
"But I also want to help you."
"A nurse costs two hundred a month, and the medical expenses are three hundred and eight hundred a month, which is more than enough."
Mr. Qi looked at Fuchen and said, "I promised you that I would not abandon you. I will raise you until you are an adult and this matter will not change. You don't have to worry."
Fuchen stared at Mr. Qi, his eyes unwavering. He said lightly, "Thank you."
He turned around and stared at the person on the bed.
She needs to hide herself, learn to guard against others, learn not to reveal anything, and be prepared for things to happen.
Finding out the truth is her secret mission alone.
