The host is broken

Chapter 627 Possessing the President (19)

As soon as the wild man was mentioned, Fu Jiuli's entire face darkened. He stretched out his hand and violently pulled Su Shumo's body, looking murderous.

But Su Shumo still didn't wake up, her sleeping face was extremely beautiful.

Fu Jiuli's heart was turbulent, and he stretched out his hand to pinch Su Shumo's neck, his eyes glared as if they could breathe fire, with terrifying anger, he stared at the peaceful faces of the people around him, his voice was like coming from the ice water As cold as salvaged:
"Speak, why don't you speak?"

But no matter how agitated he was, the people under him still didn't respond. Seeing this, even Fu Jiuli, who was suffering from paranoia, also noticed something strange. He seemed to suddenly think of something, raised his hand violently, and lifted the mask on her body. The quilt, the nightgown was lifted, and the twisted scar on her stomach was like a centipede, which was extremely dazzling.

Fu Jiuli's finger seemed to be scalded, and he moved it away abruptly. After a long while, he reached out and put his hand tremblingly on Su Shumo's nose. There was no breath. Fu Jiuli's pupils Sudden contraction, impossible, how could a good-looking person die suddenly! ! !
He was not abandoned, no, absolutely not!

Fu Jiuli put her head on her heart again, it was very quiet, only the whistling of the cold wind outside.

"No, no..."

Fu Jiuli panicked, his lips trembled all of a sudden, he took out his mobile phone with trembling hands, and dialed the hospital number with trembling fingers.

The ambulance arrived, and after an examination, the doctor shook his head helplessly and announced the time of death.

After the doctor appeared, Fu Jiuli had been standing at the door, as if he was afraid of something, not daring to approach the soft bed for half a step, but when the doctor announced the time of death, he suddenly rushed over as if awakened, grabbing the doctor with his big hands Collar, with red eyes, like a raging wild beast that has lost its mind, roaring hysterically:
"It's not dead, she's not dead, you guys save her quickly, are you going to have an operation, do it quickly!"

How could such a nice person, who was talking to him last second, die the next second!

The doctor is benevolent, the doctor can understand Fu Jiuli's mood, sighed, and said:
"Mr. Fu, in fact, when Madam was stabbed, she injured the abdominal aorta. It was impossible to save it at that time. It is already a medical miracle that Madam can live for so long."

Injury to the abdominal aorta will cause massive bleeding, and generally there is no room for further rescue.

And that knife was pierced extremely deep, Su Shumo was 100% unable to survive.

But she miraculously survived, but the doctors and nurses were not allowed to tell Fu Jiuli about it.

And the doctor also checked Su Shumo's body later, the injured abdominal aorta did not recover, and the bleeding was still serious, but she looked like a normal person who was not injured.

Some medical miracles cannot be explained by medical equipment.

"Probably because Mrs. Fu didn't want Mr. Fu to be alone, so she persisted for so long."

That's the only way doctors can explain it.

Fu Jiuli trembled, and the doctor's words were like a brand, each word was deeply imprinted on his heart.

Fu Jiuli raised his hand, and pressed it hard on the heart, it was broken, it hurt so much.

"She didn't die, how could she die!"

"She's not dead, is she?"

Fu Jiuli looked at Su Shumo, who was only sleeping soundly on the bed, and murmured foolishly.

It's like asking yourself, waiting for another answer.

Not dead, she is not dead!

She just fell asleep, she always snoozes, he will wait for her, wait for her to wake up, take her to eat the sweetest cream, take her to the most beautiful place in the world...

The next day, Fu Jiuli didn't go to the company, and the new secretary only said that the boss and Mrs. Boss were intimate and didn't bother her.

Day three...

On the fourth day, the new secretary finally couldn't take it anymore and called Fu Jiuli, but no one answered. He had to drive to the villa, only to be surprised that his wife had died.

Standing behind Fu Jiuli, the new secretary was also in a bad mood. He suddenly remembered that a long time ago, Su Shumo handed him over alone, and then handed him a big iron box, asking him to give it to Fu Jiuli at the most appropriate time.

At that time, he was still thinking about the right timing, but now, the new secretary understood.

In fact, at that time, Su Shumo was already preparing for the funeral.

Thinking of this, the new secretary quickly turned around and went back to the car. When he got out of the car again, he was holding a big iron box in his arms. The iron box was unlocked, but the new secretary had never seen it:
"Boss, Madam gave it to me, I think it should be handed over to you now."

Fu Jiuli trembled and raised his head. His face covered with blue stubble seemed to have lost the handsomeness of the past. He raised his hand to take the iron box. The box was as heavy as his heart.

Opening the box, Fu Jiuli's eyes were blurred. It was full of her photos, each of which was beautiful. On the back of the photos, there was the same arrogant handwriting as hers, and each of them was the same:
"Fu Jiuli, I want to be connected with you by flesh and blood."

The heart seemed to be scalded, the strength in the body was taken away at once, the photo slipped from the nails, and with it, there were drops of hot tears.

It turned out that she really loved him, and it turned out to be the real him!

When Fu Jiuli was in a daze, she recalled that her eyes were bent, the temperature in her eyes was so hot that it could melt everything.

It seemed that that was what happened in the last moment, her breath was still there, her voice and smile were still there, but why did she die?

In an instant, overwhelming despair and loneliness enveloped him, leaving him no room to struggle.

The new secretary looked at the decadent Fu Jiuli who seemed vulnerable, and comforted him:

"Boss, Madam loves you so much, I definitely don't want to see you so sad."

"Does that mean if I continue like this, she will wake up and come back?"

Fu Jiuli sneered and asked back.

The new secretary was speechless.

……

Su Shumo, who has left the plane, is like a homeless person, wandering in the chaos, looking for the taste that she covets.

She felt that the smell must be related to the nightmare dream!
Mie Shi thought that the task would fail, but the notification sound said that the task was completed perfectly. After looking at the detailed description, he realized what was going on.

Su Shumo left the plane when Fu Jiuli was emotional and deeply rooted. From a certain point of view, this was also a kind of revenge.

Although Su Shumo has never experienced love, she has seen a lot of love over hundreds of millions of years.

The word love is very romantic, but it is also a double-edged sword. It can be as sweet as honey, but it can also gouge out people's hearts.

Fu Jiuli's process from pure possessiveness to falling in love with Su Shumo is very complicated, so complicated that Fu Jiuli will never forget it in his life.

Su Shumo is very confident. She believes that in the second half of Fu Jiuli's life, the person named her will be a sharp sword pierced in Fu Jiuli's heart. Pain, every moment, every year, every month, will torture him like a shadow.

　There is also a special episode, I love you, okay?
　　
　
(End of this chapter)