Fang Fei didn't remember how she got to Fu Jingchuan's house.

When she opened her eyes from the heartbreaking pain, she was already sleeping on a strange big bed, and a beautiful doctor was applying disinfectant to her wounds.

When she woke up, he gently told her to be patient and said she would be fine soon.

After disinfecting the last wound, the doctor gave her painkillers, saying she would feel better after taking them.

The doctor watched her finish taking the medicine, then turned off the chandelier on the ceiling, leaving only a low-brightness yellow heating lamp at the bedside, and went out. When he saw Fu Jingchuan standing at the end of the aisle smoking, he hesitated for a moment and left. passed.

Fu Jingchuan heard the footsteps and turned around, puffing out his cigarette: "Are you ready?"

Zhou Weiwei hummed.

Fu Jingchuan exhaled the smoke. In the smoke, he frowned: "No need for stitches and infusion?"

Zhou Weiwei nodded: "There are many and dense wounds. Fortunately, they are not deep. Rest for a while and then use some scar removal cream to recover slowly. As for infusion, oral analgesics have about the same effect. Just take medicine."

Fu Jingchuan took the last drag of his cigarette and wiped out the cigarette butt with his thumb and index finger: "I'm sorry to bother you tonight. I won't let you stay until now. I'll treat you to dinner another day."

"We're all friends. It's a big deal to say this." Zhou Weiwei said and turned around and walked to the stairs. She stopped and turned around when she thought of something, "Jing Chuan, she and Chu Ran are quite similar in some ways."

After Zhou Weiwei finished speaking, Fu Jingchuan didn't answer, so she didn't wait much and continued to go downstairs.

Jiang Churan would be returning to China soon, and told her not to tell anyone, saying that she wanted to give Fu Jingchuan a surprise.

Hopefully, the surprise won’t turn into a shock.

And Fu Jingchuan, after Zhou Weiwei left, lit another cigarette, one after another, until he smoked the last one, then he opened the bedroom door and walked in.

Fang Fei fell asleep under the influence of painkillers, but she didn't know whether it was from the pain of the wound or a nightmare. She slept extremely unsteadily, and her forehead was still covered with dense beads of sweat.

Fu Jingchuan watched for a while, then sat on the edge of the bed and wiped the cold sweat from her forehead with a tissue.

After wiping, Fang Fei obviously slept more soundly, and he was able to look at her sleeping face.

Does she look like Jiang Churan?

Maybe they are similar, with the same willow eyebrows, the same cherry mouth, and the same small face with melon seeds.

But if we really want to talk about who looks like whom, it can only be Jiang Churan who looks like her.

Thinking about these, his gaze darkened instantly when he saw the scars on his collarbone.

Leaning over to check the injuries elsewhere, Fang Fei frowned and groaned, her eyelids trembling slightly, showing signs of waking up. Fu Jingchuan paused, turned around and left lightly.

But Fang Fei just turned over with difficulty in her sleep and fell asleep again.

The next morning, while I was sleeping hazily, there was a knock on the door.

Fang Fei was woken up. She said "please come in" and wanted to sit up, but the nanny stopped her: "Miss Fang, just lie down. I've stewed some lean meat porridge and fed you some."

"Thanks, but I'm not hungry."

"You have to eat some food, and you have to take medicine after eating porridge. Taking medicine on an empty stomach is very harmful to the stomach."

Fang Fei couldn't resist the nanny, so she ended up eating less than half a bowl of porridge with the nanny's hand.

After finishing the porridge and taking painkillers, the nanny went out. Fang Fei lay there for a while and felt a little anxious, so she got out of bed and wanted to go to the bathroom.

The moment she sat up from the bed, she felt that all the internal organs in her body were twisted together as if out of place, and her pajamas were instantly wet with sweat.

It actually hurts more than yesterday.

She took a breath of air and saw that the bathroom was not far away. She thought it would be okay to walk there slowly, so she gritted her teeth and got out of bed.

As a result, every step was extremely difficult, as if every step required exhausting all the strength of the body. In the end, I was exhausted, and my legs suddenly became weak, and I felt like I was about to fall to the ground.

At this moment, the bedroom door suddenly opened, and Fu Jingchuan supported her shaky body.

"Thank you..." Fang Fei stood firm and wanted to let go, but Fu Jingchuan held her hand, "Want to go to the bathroom?"

Fang Fei hesitated and shook her head.

Fu Jingchuan smiled.

"I've never seen anything in you, there's nothing to be ashamed of."

Then he picked her up and carried her into the bathroom, put her next to the toilet, and then took off her pants.

"Don't..." Fang Fei tightened her pants anxiously.

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