After being reborn, he was tricked by paranoid Fu Shao

I rub!

How the hell did I have such a stupid son!

While Hua Muzhong was thinking, he walked softly behind Hua Wuque.

There is no way, he is still afraid of being kicked away by that kid Jun Mu, where is his old face going?

He sneaked away behind Hua Wuque and slapped him on the shoulder.

"Boy, let me tell you if you're stupid or not, and I need the old man to come and tell you."

Hua Muzhong scolded carefully, while looking at Fu Junmu quietly.

"Father, what are you talking about?" Hua Wuque said a little speechlessly.

"Why are you so stupid, didn't you hear what Jun Mu said? Take him there quickly!" Hua Muzhong said with a bit of resentment.

"Ooo, yes!"

"Third-brother, this way," Hua Wuque cautiously pointed to the front.

At this time, Fu Junmu only had Xi Ruo in his eyes, and he heard that he could save Xi Ruo.

He just followed up like a puppet on a string, following the flowers and trees behind him, looking at it with a bit of worry in his heart.

The three of them came to Hua Wuque's office in a short while, and after all three of them entered, Hua Wuque closed the door.

Only then did the doctors and nurses outside think of Dr. Wang in the corner, and quickly carried him onto a stretcher and sent him to the emergency room.　
The little nurse who had been waiting at the door of the operating room just now has been waiting and waiting.

The waiters were almost exhausted, and only then did a person walk out, but he still wore a pair of gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose.

The little nurse stepped forward and grabbed his sleeve, and shouted, "Doctor Hua, hurry up, someone is looking for you."

Before the man could say anything, he was dragged to the third floor by the little nurse

Looking at the empty hallway.

The little nurse rubbed her eyes in fright, she must have hit a ghost.

Why is it gone?
"Hey, let me tell you, you little nurse, are you out of your mind? Why did you drag me here?"

The eye-eyed man adjusted his slid glasses and asked impatiently with his mouth open.

"Doctor Hua, why are you talking like this? I'm just a nurse, so what? I didn't spend your money, I didn't eat your rice, and I didn't live in your house. Why do you say I'm brainless? Something is wrong!!!”

The little nurse finished speaking in one breath, staring at "Hua Wuque" in front of her with big round eyes.

"Hi! I'm not Dr. Hua. Dr. Hua has left long ago. I'm his assistant."

When the man with glasses finished speaking and was about to leave, he suddenly turned his head and looked at her viciously and said, "Just wait for Dr. Hua to resign!"

"Hey! You scumbag dare to curse me for resigning."

The little nurse was so angry that she was about to vomit blood.

"Since you are not Doctor Hua, why didn't you say that just now?" the little nurse asked aggressively.

Calculations flashed in the small eyes under the glasses of the man with glasses, and he pushed the little nurse away.

"You bitch, what's your business?"

After finishing speaking, without looking at the people who were talking about him, he patted the wrinkled sleeves with his hands, looked at the little nurse with disdain, turned around and left.

"This dead man, wait—his voice—"

The little nurse slowly recalled that when she called the operating room, the voice she heard was exactly the same as this one.

"Why did he say that?"

The little nurse walked towards the dean's office while thinking
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at this time
In an office full of flowers.

"Third Brother, first gently put Third Sister-in-law on this hospital bed." Hua Wuque commanded while reaching for the stethoscope in the drawer.

When he turned around, he saw that Fu Junmu was still holding Xi Ruo in his arms without moving, so he was a little puzzled.

Taking a closer look, even though Fu Junmu ignored them, the character of that stinky fart still hasn't changed much.

Looking at that hospital bed was full of disgust, and even rolled his eyes.

Not only that, he also kicked it with his foot, as if to prove whether the bed was good or not.

Hua Wuque's eyes twitched as he watched his series of actions, why did his third brother still have so many "problems"!

"Cough-cough-"　
Hua Muzhong signaled Hua Wuque to come forward with his eyes, and Hua Wuque looked at his father who was obviously too cowardly to be cowardly anymore, but was still encouraging him.

"Third brother! Don't worry, this bed has just been delivered, and no one has slept on it. Of course, if you don't believe that it is firm, you can go up and step on it."　
Hua Wuque said it jokingly while observing Fu Junmu's expression.

The result was after Hua Wuque finished speaking.

Fu Junmu directly hugged Xi Ruo and stepped on the hospital bed. He even jumped on it a few times, and found that it was really strong, so he nodded in satisfaction, and then slowly got down.

Hua Muzhong looked at Fu Junmu bouncing up and down on it with an expression of watching a play, and was still holding a handful of melon seeds that he didn't know when to prepare.

Hua Wuque looked at Fu Junmu, who was bouncing around, and at his father, who was eating melon seeds. What he saw was the corners of his mouth twitching.

"Look!"

After Fu Junmu finished the examination, he gently put Xi Ruo on the hospital bed.

Hua Wuque walked over immediately and started to measure Xi Ruo's heartbeat. As soon as he stretched out his hand, a bloody hand directly grabbed his wrist.

He was in pain.

"Third Brother, what are you doing? Hiss—"

"Don't take off your clothes!!!"

Fu Junmu looked at Hua Wuque with a condensed expression.

Hua Wuque's heart is collapsing right now, he is going to explode, don't get close to him, stay away from him.

"Third brother, what do you think I should do? Didn't I measure my heartbeat? Then what do you think about it?"

Hua Wuque said with a speechless face.

"You say it, I will do it!"

"Pfft—okay, third brother."

After Hua Wuque finished speaking, he immediately gave Fu Junmu the stethoscope in his hand.

"First of all—" Hua Wuque coughed and was about to say something when he heard "Turn around!"

The father and son of the Hua family turned around silently, and Hua Wuque began to tell Fu Junmu one by one in detail.

About 10 minutes or so, it was finally done.

"Third Brother, are you alright?"

"Ok!"

"Then can we turn around?"

"Ok!"

Hua Wuque was almost made to lose his temper. In the past, his third brother at least spoke to him with more than two words, but now he shortened it to one word.

Don't you just hate him that much?

oooo~
"Third brother, based on your situation just now, I think my sister-in-law needs to have a full-body examination. By the way—I hope you can think about what I told you last time, third brother, after all—"

Hua Wuque tried to persuade him.

"No!"

"OK then."

Hua Wuque was very helpless, he also knew that hypnosis is not a good way, but right now this is the only way to know what is the little sister-in-law's knot?What is it that makes her faint?
"Awake?"

"Oh, third brother, third sister-in-law is fine, and she will wake up in about an hour."

After Hua Wuque finished speaking, he was ready to go out, but he saw his father was already sleeping heartlessly on the sofa.

I thought to myself: this dead old man, aren't you afraid that the third brother will clean him up if he sees him?
Shaking his head, he went to help Hua Muzhong, who was asleep, and walked out of the office. After leaving the door, he thought about sending his father off first.

Emma~
The dean's office was still far away, and Hua Wuque supported him with one hand while panting.

In the end, he couldn't bear it anymore, so he called a few security guards to bring a stretcher, and directly carried Hua Muzhong to his office.

Perhaps because of work, Hua Muzhong fell asleep all the way and didn't wake up much.

in the office
After Hua Wuque and his son left, the room was as quiet as a pool of stagnant water.

Fu Junmu stood by the bed and looked at Xi Ruo who was still in a coma, with a flash of distress in his eyes, and a deep love suppressed in his heart.

Xi Ruo, who was lying on the bed, had a slightly rosy face on her slightly sick face.

The broken hair on the forehead slipped quietly to the ears, the small cherry mouth was slightly opened, and the eyelashes like cattail fans did not move.　
If it wasn't for the slight breathing, Fu Junmu would have thought he was dreaming.　
Covered with a white quilt, Fu Junmu bent down slightly and touched her forehead with his slender jade fingers, and then touched his own.

After finding out that the temperature was about the same, I felt relieved and pulled a chair to sit beside the bed.