Chapter: 798

"I already know."

Wu Tutu sighed again.

"Then you must be very angry. Netizens speculate about your relationship at will. Mr. Fu is worried that you will be angry and sad when you find out, and also worried that the stocks of the Su Group will be affected. He immediately used the relationship of the Fu family to suppress the trending search. down.

There are not many men who are as thoughtful and rich as our President Fu..."

Su Nan looked at Wu Tutu, Wu Tutu couldn't help but speak

"Can you go and see Mr. Fu?"

"Go get a bowl of porridge."

"Hey!" Wu Tutu's eyes lit up and he slipped away immediately.

If he wasn't a little nervous, Boss Fu would really throw him into the river.

Su Nan calmly went to the door of Fu Yechuan's room and knocked on the door.

No response was heard.

Just as she was about to turn around and go back immediately, the door suddenly opened.

Fu Yechuan leaned on his crutches with a pale face, without a trace of blood on his lips.

He was standing there, holding the medicine bottle high in the other hand, and was infusion, the movement was very difficult.

Su Nan was shocked for a moment...

Su Nan subconsciously went to help him hold the medicine bottle, the needle on his right hand almost fell off, and blood beads ooze out.

His face was pale, his thin lips were tightly pursed, and he saw her light up for a moment between his brows and eyes.

"Su Nan, please come in..."

He took a few steps back and lay down on the bed again.

She stood at the door, watching Fu Yechuan struggling to hang the medicine bottle where it was, she walked over helplessly to help.

Then looked down at him.

"Boss Fu, are you feeling better?"

Fu Yechuan's eyes flickered slightly, and a smile appeared.

"Well, it's much better. You didn't catch a cold, did you?"

Fu Yechuan raised his eyes, his face was pale, and his voice was still hoarse.

His gaze, the moment Su Nan stared at him, was filled with a touch of sadness.

It is very unbearable.

"No."

Su Nan's heart trembled uncontrollably, and then she walked to the opposite chair and sat down as if nothing had happened.

Wu Tutu came in with a bowl of porridge, and looked at the weak Fu Yechuan with great distress.