Chapter: 1279

Fu Yechuan lowered his eyes, his voice was hoarse and rough, "Is she better?"

Sure enough, it was aimed at Su Nan.

Su Qi sighed and sat beside him.

"It's much better. Apart from not being able to leave, everything else is fine. Mr. Fu is worried."

Fu Yechuan's eyes moved slightly, and he lowered his head in silence, not knowing what he was looking at.

Su Qi blinked and raised his eyebrows, "Boss Fu, why don't you go in and have a look?"

This is not his Fu Yechuan's style!

Fu Yechuan froze for a moment, of course he wanted to see her, he had long wished to run over to see her immediately.

But when he approached the door, he retreated again.

I don't know why, but I feel flustered and uneasy.

Especially knowing that Shang Qian and her have the same blood type, this kind of anxiety seems to be rooted in his heart, sore and painful.

He always has a feeling of being shameless in front of her.

After a few moments of silence, Fu Yechuan opened his mouth slowly, with a faint depression between his brows and eyes.

"No, next time..."

With that said, he stood up and wanted to leave.

Sitting here for an hour, so close to her, but he felt very far away, and gradually drifting away.

Su Qi's eyes were startled, and he suddenly sneered.

"Mr. Fu is afraid to see her, right? In those three years, you used my sister's blood to save your lover. Now when she lost too much blood, it was another person's blood that saved her, but this person Shang Qian, who has always liked him..."

Fu Yechuan's back froze fiercely, and his eyes instantly turned cold.

His eyes were dark and sharp, he turned around, his face was gloomy, and the air pressure around him was extremely low

"Su Qi..."

The person in front of him was Su Nan's third brother, so he was safe and sound when he said this.

Su Qi sneered, this is the truth, what is there to argue about?

Without a single lie, he didn't even have room to refute!

"Do you know how precious her blood is? Do you know that the corners and corners of our furniture are covered with soft bags? Do you know that she has never peeled fruit by herself since she was a child, and even a fruit knife will not appear in front of her?"

Su Qi sat there, slightly lifting his chin, with a vague smile on the corner of his lips.

"You don't know anything. When she insisted on marrying you, she gave her life to you, but you want her to die every time..."

"I don't……"

His tone was heavy, his voice was hoarse and dry, like the wind and sand in the desert, his heart was like a thin thread wrapped around his heart, gradually tightening, making him suffocate.

Su Qi's words were blunt without leaving any room for it.