What should I do if Quick Transmigration is downgraded?

Chapter 357 "Love at First Sight" You 37
Fu Wenshu's hospitalization came without warning.

Later, Fu Che thought about it recently, and found out among the clues that it didn't come suddenly, but Fu Wenshu, who he kept secret.

Since the art photo was taken at the end of August, the side effects of the hormone medicine that Fu Wenshu took seemed to be suppressed for a long time, and finally when the right time came, Fu Wenshu's body was like blowing up a balloon, and he gained weight all at once.

He was not surprised when he received the photo, but occasionally held the photo to recall the time when he was still thin, and then went to Fu Che to pretend to be pitiful and coquettish for a while.

The day he was hospitalized was on Monday, and Fu Che, who had just had a holiday, returned to the company and had a lot of things waiting for her to deal with. Fu Wenshu at home didn't call her at noon, and she didn't take it to heart until she finally finished her work after two o'clock. When she could take a break for lunch, she received a call from Fu Wenshu.

At that time, she was eating the bento Fu Wenshu made for her.

Fu Wenshu on the phone spoke simply and lightly, with only a short sentence that felt aggrieved, he said, sister, I am hospitalized now, can you transfer some money to me?

Fu Che had also given money to Fu Wenshu before, but he felt that he didn't go out, and Fu Che was with him when he wanted to buy things, so he always quietly stuffed Fu Wenshu back the next day after receiving the money. in the bag.

Several times like this, Fu Shu simply left money at home and asked him to take it when he needed it. However, after a month had passed, the money was definitely not enough for Fu Shu to pay for the hospitalization fee.

Fu Qiao didn't even have time to say hello to Cong Li, so he asked Su Pan to drive him to the hospital. When he saw Fu Wenshu lying on the hospital bed, Fu Wen's heart suddenly emptied.

During this time, Fu Wenshu made her feel so good, so good that she supervised Fu Wenshu to take medicine, and forgot that after he had a bone marrow transplant, there was such a thing as immune rejection.

He obviously looked fine, but a tear fell instantly.

That's just what it looks like.

Fu Wenshu was still infused with fluids, and his skin became fairer than before after gaining weight, so white that it could even blend in with the hospital bed sheets.With his eyes closed, he lay quietly in the afterglow of the setting sun. The reddish-yellow sun did not bring any hope, only boundless loneliness.

The liquid in the infusion tube was still falling, and the dripping water seemed to be dripping into Fu Qiao's heart, causing ripples layer after layer. Fu Wenshu didn't live in a single ward, and the patients on the beds next to him were not alone. I kept lamenting the injustice of the world, regretting what I shouldn't have done, and complaining about what other people did.

In the noisy environment, Fu Wenshu slept soundly. The electrocardiogram machine next to him still showed sharp lines up and down, and the blood oxygen test was still making a disturbing "didi" sound. The straight line became a straight line, and Fu Qiao almost thought that Fu Wenshu had left her just like that.

When Fu Wenshu woke up, it was already night and the sun was setting. Without the blessing of the bright sun, his whole body became less energetic than before. The hospital ward added a sickness to him. I couldn't help but hold him in my arms and take care of him carefully, keeping him safe and safe.

But Fu Chang didn't do it, she was full of work. During this period of time, apart from taking art photos and Zhou Tianlei's immovable dinner with Min Wenbo, she paid little attention to Fu Wenshu, but Fu Wenshu took care of her more.

"Sister," Fu Wenshu woke up suddenly from the dream, and subconsciously moved his hand, and the infusion tube on the back of his hand was dangling and trembling.

"I'm here," Fu Qiao quickly held his hand that didn't have the infusion, and pressed his palm to his face. The palm that was several degrees colder than her skin touched his cheek, and Fu Qiao couldn't help shaking, regardless of what he wanted. He retracted his hand, but pressed it a little tighter.

"Sister, when did you come?" Fu Wenshu blinked, his eyes regained half of their clarity. He smiled remorsefully: "Sister, have you finished your work? Didn't you delay anything?"

Work, work again.

As soon as Fu Kai heard these two words, she was full of self-blame. Now when Fu Wenshu mentioned it, the tears in her eyes opened the gate like the flood, and they rushed out of the door.

She patted his arm angrily, and then said that she buried her face in his palm, "Why would you help my husband want to work? Why do you think so much when you are in the hospital?"

Why don't you think for yourself and let her be less... Heh, Fu Wenshu didn't beg Fu Qiao to work less and train him, but Fu Qiao only responded to two rounds lightly, and then he analyzed the pros and cons in a long speech, slowly , Fu Wenshu rarely came to beg her again, and never dared to talk to Fu Qiao when he was working.

White, dirty by herself.

It was she who covered the light with a black cloth to make it less bright, but when the light was about to go out and dimmed, she began to panic and tried her best to tear off the black cloth, wanting to call for help.

It's just too late.

Fu Wenshu shook his head, looked at the infusion tube, and held Fu Qi's hand tighter and tighter. He was also afraid. He didn't know the deadline of his life. An inescapable existence.

"Sister, have you eaten yet?" He took Fu Qi's hand and put it on his stomach, the soft belly pressed against his palm, so soft that one couldn't help pinching it.

"No, what do you want to eat? Let's order takeaway." Fu Che took out his mobile phone with his other hand and started ordering. There are not many small fried restaurants open at this time, so Fu Che flipped through several pages to find Found a restaurant that was still open,

"I want to eat sweet and sour pork."

He has always had a sweet and sour taste, and Fu Che was not surprised to hear it. After picking out a few more dishes according to his preferences, Fu Che turned off his phone, covered his belly with both hands, and squeezed the food on it. soft meat.

Next to the white ceiling lamp, there is a moth that has been burned several times but still refuses to give up. It is still gathering its strength tirelessly, then slams into the bright light, and then flutters its wings to avoid it.

Fu Chang and Fu Wenshu watched the moth strike the overhead light again and again with a tacit understanding, then backed away, circled around the overhead light a few times, and bumped into it again.

A moth flies into the flame in pursuit of its light. Even if it gets burned, it doesn't mind at all and still tries its best to fly to the ceiling lamp.

What about Fu Wen Shu?

He has more thinking of his own than moths, he can know the pros and cons of good and bad, why does he still have that kind of love and hold her in everything?

She was no match for the overhead light shining brightly.

She is not as good as Rune Shu, not at all.

She is a selfish person who only has eyes for herself.

Fu Wen was slightly distracted, and Fu Wenshu suddenly stretched out his hand to cover the back of her hand, and asked her softly, "Sister, do you think I will die?"

(End of this chapter)