Chapter 1170 He wants Mrs. Fu, and he also wants you
Sheng Mian stopped talking. She always felt that there was something she didn't know about.
Fu Yancheng supported the bed with both hands, and patted the quilt with his long and beautiful fingertips.
"Sheng Mian, what do you mean? I saved you, but you seem to be disappointed. Are you expecting some lover to save you?"
When he said this, his face darkened, his eyes flashed with anger, and the corners of his mouth turned up, showing obvious jealousy.
Sheng Mian didn't hear his words at all. When he admitted it, her mind had already gone far.
That time at Imperial University, and then this time.
Because it felt so unreal, she deceived herself and forgot about that time at Imperial University, but this time...
She looked at Fu Yancheng suspiciously.
Fu Yancheng also looked at her, and when he realized the look of inquiry and suspicion in her eyes, he became furious.
He straightened up and his face completely darkened.
"Are you really expecting someone to save you?"
"No."
Worried that he would destroy the hospital, Sheng Mian answered quickly this time, and then leaned back with his eyes closed, as if he was tired and wanted to fall asleep again.
"What's wrong? You don't want to see me that much?"
As if he was deliberately looking for trouble, he sat down aside.
Sheng Mian did not open her eyes, but said hoarsely: "I'm a little tired."
Fu Yancheng stopped talking for a moment, and even helped her tuck the quilt in with his hands.
"Then you can go to sleep, I'll keep watch here."
Sheng Mian didn't want to say anything to refute him, because she was really tired.
But she still remembered that Zhuang Wan fell into the water with her, "Where is Zhuang Wan?"
"She's fine. She's sleeping in another ward."
Sheng Mian stopped talking and really fell asleep this time.
Fu Yancheng stayed here, occasionally wiping the sweat from her forehead with a tissue.
But he is obviously not good at taking care of others, his methods are a bit clumsy, and he even pulls a few of Sheng Mian's hair.
Sheng Mian frowned twice in his sleep, and he quickly took his hand back.
He got up and went out, calling to the little nurse who was passing by.
When the little nurse saw his face, her eyes were full of love. The next second, Fu Yancheng raised his hand and took off the hairpin twice from her head.
"Do you still have this?"
The little nurse was so excited that she almost fainted, especially when she saw this face up close.
"Yes, yes, just wait."
Fu Yancheng returned the hairpin to her, and when he saw her running into the lounge quickly, he took a few unused ones and put them in his palm.
He took it and nodded, "Thank you."
The little nurse saw him entering the ward, sitting in front of and behind the hospital bed, and carefully put the hairpin on Sheng Mian's hair, so that her hair would not float over again.
The little nurse pulled the friend next to her and sighed with her.
"It would be great if my boyfriend could be so attentive."
The friend rolled his eyes.
"Do you know who this is? You're starting to act like a nympho."
"Everyone calls him Mr. Fu, he should be a CEO."
The friend flicked her on the forehead.
"The leader of the Fu family in the imperial capital, do you think he is really gentle? It's not like you don't know the tricks of the wealthy family."
The hospital hears the most gossip, and occasionally they are required to sign confidentiality agreements. There are countless aborted children, and there is no true love among rich families.
As expected, the little nurse covered her mouth, and the love brain on top of her head suddenly dropped.
The door to the ward was closed and it became quiet inside.
Fu Yancheng sat beside the hospital bed and suddenly realized that he had never been with Sheng Mian like this before.
She had been married to him for three years, and she must have been sick during that time. Did she often come to the hospital alone?
He stretched out his fingertips and continued to wipe the sweat from her forehead.
Sheng Mian must be having a nightmare. He was sweating all the time in the dream, and his eyelashes were trembling with fear.
Her hands gripped the quilt tightly, and Fu Yancheng was worried that she would hurt herself if she held it too tightly.
As soon as he grabbed her hand and tried to stuff a handkerchief into her palm, he heard her mutter.
"He Zhou."
He paused with his hands, thinking he heard wrongly.
"Who are you calling?"
Sheng Mian had a dream, dreaming that the man jumped from the water and rescued her from the water.
Dreaming about the small grassland in You County, he picked flowers from the grassland and made her a bracelet.
Then came the overwhelming darkness, spreading all the way from the other side of the sky, swallowing him up.
She desperately grabbed his hand and called his name over and over again.
"He Zhou."
She knew it was a fake name, but she didn't know what to call her.
Just when the dream reached the most terrifying part, a towel soaked in water was thrown on her face, and the cold feeling made her open her eyes in an instant.
Fu Yancheng stood beside the hospital bed, his expression gloomy as if he wanted to bite her to death.
Sheng Mian took the towel off her cheek, and there were still a lot of water drops on her face.
When she met his gaze, he asked, "Okay, I will work tirelessly to take care of you beside your hospital bed. What you called was a name I don't know. Who is it, Sheng Mian, your first love?"
There was a smile on his face, but there was no smile in his eyes.