She became anxious instantly and headed towards the direction from which the sound came.
"Fu Yancheng, how are you?"
Fu Yancheng's hand held her down and pushed her down on the sofa.
"I'm fine, don't move."
Her tears instantly flowed down.
"I'm sorry, I'm really sorry. I thought someone else had impersonated you. I...I smelled something different on you, and the floor I touched was different. Was I moved in the middle?
Yes, was I just sent back?"
Her mind is too confused.
Fu Yancheng held her hand while her chest was still receiving stitches.
"Mianmian, you just had a nightmare."
Sheng Mian was already a little incoherent, and even to other people's ears, she was frightened.
"I didn't, I really..."
Before he finished speaking, he heard Qin Bohuai telling Fu Yancheng.
"The wound should not be exposed to water recently. Be careful if this happens again. If this knife is in the heart, no one can save you."
Her words touched Sheng Mian's acupuncture points, and she froze instantly.
She almost killed Fu Yancheng.
If he hadn't dodged the knife just now, wouldn't it be...
A cold sweat broke out on her back, and she suddenly felt unable to make a sound.
But she still had too many questions. Qin Bohuai said that it would take at least three days for her to make a sound. It had only been one night, so why could she speak?
"Fu Yancheng, how can I speak? I..."
She was like a moth trapped in the darkness, bumping into each other but not knowing where to find the way out.
Fu Yancheng grabbed her hand and asked her to calm down.
"You have been in coma for four days and have been running a fever. The fever has only subsided in the past two days. Maybe you are still a little confused when you wake up. It's okay. I'm fine."
It turned out that she had been in a coma for four days, but why didn't she feel anything at all?
"What about the incense at home? Why is there suddenly so much incense in the house?"
"I asked Bo Huai for it. Didn't you say you can't sleep well? This kind of fragrance calms the mind."
But she clearly touched a different floor from Yujingyuan.
There was so much pain in her head that it was unbearable.
Fu Yancheng's wounds had been bandaged, and he held him in his arms.
"Did you have a nightmare and be frightened?"
Sheng Mian's forehead was covered in cold sweat, she didn't know what to say, and she still felt guilty for accidentally injuring Fu Yancheng.
Wen Sihe spoke from the side.
"This time it was a manslaughter, what if it is a manslaughter next time? In my opinion, a psychiatrist should be called for her. Maybe she had a psychological problem during the time she was in Fu Xingzhou's villa, but she was unconscious
Just arrived. Yancheng, you are defenseless against her, this is very dangerous."
Xie Feng also agreed, "Please ask a psychiatrist to come over. She is a little incoherent. She will definitely not be so lucky next time."
Fu Yancheng hugged him tightly and kissed Sheng Sheng's cheek soothingly.
Sheng Mian also began to wonder if there was something wrong with his mind.
At a certain moment, she really felt that the person talking to her was not Fu Yancheng, and at a certain moment, she truly felt that she was being locked up in another place.
But this is Yujingyuan, she lives under Fu Yancheng's nose, and he won't let anything happen to her.
Sheng Mian held Fu Yancheng's arm tightly, and after a long time she said in a hoarse voice: "How about you really hire a psychiatrist for me? Maybe I'm sick."
Fu Yancheng hugged the person and said, "You are not sick, you just had a nightmare. Don't talk about it again."
Xie Feng and Wen Sihe looked at him with disapproval. He was really going to risk his own life for Sheng Mian.
Sheng Mian couldn't see the expressions of the two of them, so naturally she didn't see Fu Yancheng warn them with his eyes.
When Xie Feng left Yujingyuan, he was angry. In addition, the Yuan family and the Bai family had been contacting him. They probably wanted Fu Yancheng to go over and apologize. But looking at Fu Yancheng's current state, he didn't have the intention to go there.
Apologize.
He returned to his car, lit a cigarette, and went to the hotel.
*
Zhuang Wan has contacted Sheng Mian in the past few days, but other people have always answered the phone. The last time it was Fu Yancheng answered, he said that Sheng Mian was going to take a break recently and that if the company had any urgent matters, he could be contacted.
Although she didn't think much of Fu Yancheng, she felt relieved after hearing his voice.
At least that means Mr. Sheng is fine now.
She finished sorting out today's reports and was just about to leave the company building when she saw her ex-boyfriend in the lobby.
Fang Dong is already married to Yang Shuang. In the first few days of their marriage, life was indeed very comfortable. After all, Yang Shuang's family was rich.
Otherwise, he would not have abandoned Zhuang Wan and been with her in the first place.
But after getting along for almost two months, he discovered that Yang Shuang was actually going behind his back and started having affairs with other male celebrities.
Fang Dong is just an ordinary family member. Even if he knew that he was being cuckolded, he would not dare to tell anyone.
What made him feel gratified was that at least Yang Shuang's father was really optimistic about him and allowed him to join a high-level job in Jianyang.
He rose from a small manager to a senior executive with the help of his father-in-law, and it was inevitable that he would be talked about by others.
Fortunately, his work ability is really good and he quickly established himself.
But he was so tired that when he came home every day, he would be rejected by Yang Shuang for returning smelling of alcohol.
If it were Zhuang Wan, he would have taken off his coat when he came in, cooked him sobering soup, and then helped him lie down on the bed without him having to worry about anything.
Yang Shuang's family is rich and she is used to living the life of a wealthy lady. How can she serve others?
She also disliked Fang Dong's mother very much. Every time Fang Dong's mother came to the house, she would scold him for being poor.
