After the villain was scumbag, he was reborn

"Doctor Fu!" Seeing Fu Shiyu coming in, Chunqing with red and swollen eyes rushed forward, crying intermittently, "My family...my family lady..."

Fu Shiyu's heart sank, and he hurriedly said, "What's wrong with your young lady?"

Chunqing tried her best to calm herself down, and said with a sob: "Miss...is gone..."

"I searched around, but I didn't see anyone."

Fu Shiyu frowned and said, "Where is Chaoluo?"

"Chao Luo also went to look for him, but he hasn't come back yet."

Fu Shiyu hummed, "You wait here, in case she comes back later."

"I'll go out and look for it."

Chunqing wiped away her tears, and hurriedly responded, "Okay."

Seeing that he was going to run out like this, Chunqing quickly stuffed an umbrella for him, "Doctor Fu, don't catch a cold, you still have to see a doctor for those common people."

Fu Shiyu nodded, holding an umbrella and looking for it along the road.

After walking around, he couldn't find anyone, so he shouted a few times at the top of his voice. Seeing two ordinary people walking by the side of the road, Fu Shiyu hurriedly stepped forward and asked, "Have you seen Miss Liu?"

The eyes of the two common people panicked, and Qi Qi shook their heads, as if deliberately denying it: "No, Doctor Fu, let's go back first."

"..."

Fu Shiyu looked at their panic-stricken expressions, and his heart became more solemn, so he didn't continue to ask any more questions, bypassed the two common people, and ran in the direction they had just come.

As soon as we arrived at the City Lord's Mansion, the menacing torrential rain suddenly stopped, and the dark clouds parted from the sky, revealing a bright and bright full moon. A sense of desolation that comes from the heart.

Fu Shiyu put away the paper umbrella, placed it at the gate of the City Lord's Mansion, pushed open the vermilion main entrance and walked in.

I searched around inside but found no one, and suddenly saw a magnolia tree not far away that was higher than the courtyard wall, with a pure and flawless white magnolia remaining on the bare branches, being gently shaken by the remaining wind , In the blink of an eye, it fell from the treetops, drawing a white and eye-catching arc in the black color, inexplicably shocking and beautiful.

All the emotions in Fu Shiyu's eyes seemed to sink into the sea, being submerged by the dark pupils. The moonlight shone on his gentle and jade-like outline, as if covered with a layer of tulle that made it difficult to distinguish, making the whole person look clear and cold.

He walked directly in the direction of the magnolia tree, and as soon as he stepped into the courtyard, he saw Zhao Luo holding a wrist-thick bamboo stick and hitting the man who was wearing his trouser belt desperately.

Cang Sheng sneered disdainfully, untied the falling stick easily, and looked at Fu Shiyu at the door in a blink of an eye. The smile in his eyes was even bigger, and he greeted with a relaxed face: "Yo, Doctor Fu is here?"

Fu Shiyu said nothing, and looked under the magnolia tree, where Liu Ruying was lying on the ground amidst the withered flowers and her naked body, her eyes dull.

His face was terrifyingly calm, he walked forward silently, quickly took off his coat, and gently covered Liu Ruying.

Liu Ruying's hollow pupils rolled twice, and when she saw Fu Shiyu next to her, her dry tear glands were slightly sour, and she called out hoarsely, "Doctor Fu."

Fu Shiyu leaned over and helped her sit up from the wet ground, and said softly, "I'm here."

Just two words seemed to have broken down all the fortresses that Liu Ruying had built in her heart. She threw herself into Fu Shiyu's arms and cried out of pain.

Fu Shiyu stroked her head soothingly, his movements were extremely gentle, but his eyes were icy cold, like the river water just entering spring, it looked warm and warm on the surface, but it was bitingly cold when he dipped into the water.

"never mind."

His comforting words were too pale, but he felt that it was useless to say any more now.

Liu Ruying broke down in tears and said, "Damn me."

"Doctor Fu, damn me, I have killed so many people!"

"Please kill me, I shouldn't live, I deserve to die!"

After venting hoarsely, she began to apologize again in a trance, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry for them, I'm sorry..."

Fu Shiyu could hear that the emotion in her words was not right, it was obviously not a woman's reaction after being violated, he raised his head suddenly, and shot Cang Sheng who was standing not far away with his burning eyes.

Cang Sheng shrugged innocently, and said with a smile, "Why is Doctor Fu looking at me like that?"

"It's her job to repent. I just helped her recognize herself, and I didn't do anything else."

Fu Shiyu didn't say a word, just looked at Chaoluo, "Bring Miss Liu back."

Looking at Liu Ruying's disillusioned appearance, Chao Luo, who was rarely happy, angry and sad, couldn't help blushing silently, threw away the bamboo pole in his hand, and quickly walked over to pick her up.

Liu Ruying didn't struggle, and obediently lay on Chaoluo's back. On the way back, she suddenly asked softly, "Chaoluo, am I bad?"

"Not bad." Chao Luo repeated it affirmatively, "You are not bad."

"Liar."

Liu Ruying muttered softly, "I'm not bad, so why do they all hate me?"

Chao Luo didn't know who they were talking about. When she came in through the back door, she saw only two people in the yard.

Thinking of Liu Ruying's words just now, she was stupid and didn't know how to comfort her, so she could only say: "I don't hate you."

"Really?" Liu Ruying asked quietly.

"real."

Chao Luo thought about it, and added, "There is also Young Master, he doesn't hate you either."

Liu Ruying didn't know if she heard it, she seemed to have fallen asleep on Chao Luo's shoulder.

Fu Shiyu stood up from the ground expressionlessly, with his thin white underwear hanging empty on his body, agitated by the cold wind.

Cang Sheng on the opposite side laughed twice, then suddenly pulled out the saber from his waist and threw it on the ground.

"You want to kill me?" he said.

Fu Shiyu looked at the single sword shining white and cold under the moonlight, as if his heart was being eaten away by the darkness bit by bit, he bent over mysteriously, and gently held the bronze handle.

Very familiar feel.

Fu Shiyu looked at the single saber in his hand, the mirror-like blade reflected his own pale face.

His eyes were a little lost.

This face... is it me?

Looking at it is the same as myself, and looking at it again has no similarity.

Holding the knife, Fu Shiyu approached Cang Sheng step by step.

There was no fear in Cang Sheng's eyes, and he stood there without moving.

Fu Shiyu's exposed eyes were dark and dull, with a cold murderous intent lingering between his brows, and his usual gentle smile was nowhere to be seen.

Seeing Fu Shiyu like this, Cang Sheng suddenly raised the corners of his mouth, and said something like irony and sigh, "...So doctors can kill people too."

Fu Shiyu slashed at Cang Sheng's hand, and the single knife he was holding seemed to weigh a thousand catties. As soon as it touched Cang Sheng's neck, he couldn't move an inch.

He returned to the modern university classroom in a trance. The old professor raised his hands and said: "The hands of a musician are for playing, the hands of a painter are for painting, and the hands of a doctor are for saving lives."

There is no distinction between high and low professions, and everyone fulfills their responsibilities, and his duty as a doctor is to save people, which is what must be done and the only thing that can be done.

Fu Shiyu came back to his senses, looked at Cang Sheng's smiling face, and seemed to know that he couldn't do it, a little smugness appeared in his eyes, and he said with a provocative smile: "Doctor Fu, do it! Don't you want to kill me?"

"Have you forgotten what I did to Liu Ruying? Don't you want to avenge her?"

He didn't have the slightest timidity of fear of death, and kept irritating Fu Shiyu's desperately suppressed emotions, seeing those beautiful black eyes cool down again.

A gleam of joy flashed across Cang Sheng's face, and he closed his eyes excitedly, waiting for the sharp blade to cut off the artery in his neck.

Fu Shiyu's palms were sweating tightly, thinking of Liu Ruying's tearful apology, her heart-piercing crying, and her doomed life in gossip.

The hesitation in his heart dissipated in an instant, he clenched the handle of the knife again, and just about to cut off Cang Sheng's neck, his red eyes were suddenly covered by a generous palm.

The expected severe pain did not come, Cang Sheng opened his eyes suspiciously, only had time to see a piercing and deep gaze, and then his chest hurt, the blood from head to toe seemed to stagnate instantly, and he fell to the ground limply.

Cang Sheng glanced down, and found a long sword stuck in his chest, he looked blankly.

He saw a tall and straight Chu Yan standing in front of him, holding Dr. Fu in his arms, staring at him mercilessly. The black cloak on his shoulders was still wet, and transparent drops of water were still dripping from his hem.

The handle of the knife in Fu Shiyu's hand slid weakly to the ground, and his heart filled with hatred and anger slowly calmed down.

He slowly pulled Chu Yan's hand down, looked at Cang Sheng on the ground who was staring unwillingly, and suddenly took off the mask covering his face, and smiled meaningfully at him.

It was the first time for Cang Sheng to see this stunning and beautiful face, but there was no surprise in his eyes, on the contrary, there was an inexplicable fear welling up in his eyes.

"Do you really think that those soldiers took care of you these days when you were in a coma?"

Cang Sheng covered his bleeding chest, frowned and said, "What do you mean?"

Fu Shiyu glanced at him lightly, and the smile on the corner of his mouth deepened, and he continued: "You are infected with the plague, and they have no time to hide, so how can they take care of you?"

Cang Sheng stared blankly, as if he understood something, suddenly roared angrily, "Shut up!"

"Stop talking!"

Fu Shiyu turned a blind eye and spoke softly, but every word he uttered was like a sharp ice pick, piercing Cang Sheng's internal organs mercilessly one by one.

He said quietly: "During the few days when you were sleeping, the person who really took care of you..."

"do not talk!"

Cang Sheng covered her ears and roared, "I told you to stop talking!"

There was a warm smile on Fu Shiyu's face, but his eyes were calm like an ancient well.

He was afraid that Cang Sheng would not be able to hear clearly, so he specially spoke softly, uttering the name word by word, "Liu Ruying."

The resentment in Cang Sheng's eyes gradually cracked and disintegrated, turning into a sense of loss.

Fu Shiyu smiled lightly, and continued to add the last and most direct blow to people's hearts.

"—Congratulations, you have personally destroyed your own savior."

As soon as the words fell, Cang Sheng, who was in a hurry, suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood.

His pupils were bulging, his canthus were cracked, and his death was very grim, obviously he was pissed off by Fu Shiyu.

Seeing Cang Sheng die like this, Fu Shiyu was not as happy as he imagined. On the contrary, he felt mixed feelings. Although it was not sad, it was still not very good.

Looking at the stiff person standing in front of him, Chu Yan, who had been silent all this time, said indifferently: "Go back."

Fu Shiyu raised his eyes, looked at the twilight that was beginning to light up in the sky, let out a long breath, and sighed: "Maybe you are right."

"Some people really deserve to die."

It was the first time to hear that this person agreed with his point of view, but Chu Yan was not happy.

He knew that there was a wall in Fu Shiyu's heart, and that wall was as high as a rock.Even though he encountered countless obstacles in his previous life, this wall has never shown any signs of collapsing.

Because every brick in the wall is this person's belief, this person's love, and this person's persistence.

But now Chu Yan heard the word 'damn' out of his mouth for the first time.

Chu Yan raised his hand suddenly, and gave the person in front of him a thud. Fu Shiyu's facial features were distorted in pain, and he turned his head anxiously, and said angrily, "Why did you hit me?!"

"Whether you should die or not is not up to you."

Chu Yan looked directly at Fu Shiyu's reddish eyes, and said coldly, "The only thing you can control is whether you should save him or not."

Fu Shiyu was stunned for a moment, and after a long time, his eyes gradually brightened, and he couldn't help raising his eyes and laughing.

The newborn light of the sun is the most dazzling, it shines on Fu Shiyu's eyebrows, and shines into the depths of his eyes, where a cluster of weak but tenacious small flames seem to rekindle.