I rely on survival to save the villain boss [Wearing Book]

When Gu Yan and Tan Qing arrived at the hospital on Saturday morning, they went very early. It is reasonable to say that there were very few people visiting the hospital at this time, but Gu Yan was in Song Xiang's ward and saw? A person who is beyond my expectation but within reason - Fu Wenhan.

The man stood in the ward wearing a white shirt with a very textured gray vest, and a pair of suit pants on his lower body. The trouser legs extended to the polished leather shoes. Every detail was carefully and grandly taken care of.

If not? The blue and black eye circles and stubble protruding from the mouth of the other party, which are exactly the same as Song Xiang's, reminded Gu Yan of the memory of that time in school, and he almost didn't recognize it was the principal before him. I met Fu Wenhan in the room.

After all, in the ward, the man in a suit and leather shoes, with a pair of silver-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose, who looked like a gentleman, and the man who pinched Fu Mingchao's arm with a ferocious face at that time, except for the same style of stubble and dark circles, there was a difference in their aura. ?too big?.

Fu Wenhan was obviously a lunatic at the time, but now he is.

Gu Yan felt that he was a lunatic who disguised himself with a coat called 'reason'.

After discovering that Tan Qing and Gu Yan had knocked on the door three times and then pushed the door open to enter the ward, Fu Wenhan was only stunned for a moment, and then quickly cleared up the gloomy expression on his face, revealing an extremely commercial... Looking at Tan Qing and Gu Yan with a smirk, he said, "Thank you for visiting, but Xiao Xiang is still asleep. Maybe he won't wake up until the afternoon."

Seeing the smirk on Fu Wenhan's face, Gu Yan couldn't help but get goosebumps on his arm. He rubbed his arm, and turned his gaze to the hospital bed to one side.

Song Xiang's face was sinking into the white quilt and pillow with a tired face. The neckline of the blue and white hospital gown was a little messy, revealing his thin and protruding collarbone. If it wasn't? The eyelashes of the closed eyes trembled? Twice.

Gu Yan must think that Song Xiang is really not awake yet.

Tan Qing didn't take Fu Wenhan's words full of hypocrisy into his heart, but looked indifferently at Song Xiang who was in a 'sleep' on the bed, and asked, "When do you plan to let the child be discharged from the hospital? I heard from Xiao Yan that you plan to send your child to a foreign high school?"

"Send it abroad?" Fu Wenhan frowned and repeated Tan Qing's words? He seemed a little puzzled.

Two seconds later, he smiled, but that smile was full of the helplessness and self-blame of a father. With a bitter smile on his lips, Fu Wenhan sighed: "Maybe it is possible abroad? Can't go anymore? Xiaoxiang was too close to his uncle before and met many dubious people in society. After his uncle went in, Xiaoxiang still kept in touch with those people. As a result, he was tricked into taking drugs and became addicted to drugs. I had to send him to a drug rehabilitation center first, and then let him go back to school to study."

Hearing this, Gu Yan's eyes widened slightly, and he looked at Fu Wenhan in disbelief. His mind was full of repetitions like a bullet screen: Fu Wenhan is so crazy that there is no cure.

There was also a trace of astonishment on Tan Qing's face. She looked towards the hospital bed. As expected, Song Xiang was there? After Fu Wenhan finished saying that, he trembled together with the quilt on his body, but his eyes were still tightly closed. Did not open.

"By the way? Two days ago, when you sent Xiaoxiang to the hospital, you paid the medical expenses in advance. Give me the bank card number. I will ask the assistant to transfer the hospitalization expenses directly to the card."

While talking, Fu Wenhan looked worriedly at the direction of the hospital bed. Seeing that Song Xiang was still in the state of closing his eyes tightly, he retracted his eyes and looked at Gu Yan: "However, I hope that Xiao Xiang will become addicted to drugs. Don’t let the fifth person know about this matter except us. Fu’s Pharmaceutical...now it can’t stand any scandals.”

Listening to Fu Wenhan's words, Tan Qing couldn't help frowning her willow-leaf eyebrows. When she got up, she was about to say something, but was interrupted by Fu Wenhan's following words: "Uncle met you in school?" , just at that time in your principal's office, your relationship with Ming Dynasty seems to be very good."

"This has nothing to do with you." Gu Yan replied calmly.

Just because he has a good relationship with Fu Mingchao does not mean that he is obliged to help the Fu family hide the scandal. What's more, Song Xiang is not addicted to drugs at all, but addicted to psychotropic drugs newly developed by Fu Wenhan's pharmaceutical company.

Fu Wenhan looked at Gu Yan steadfastly, his expression full of a father's worries about his child: "I know, since the child of the Ming Dynasty passed away, there have been conflicts and misunderstandings between me and me. I'm not begging that child to reconcile with me now. But, as the heir of the Fu family, I don't want myself, as the father, to be unable to help him materially, and I have to add more to him. burden."

"Some time ago, I paid attention to the things in the post bar of No. [-] Middle School. Ming Dynasty now? Can you have a normal campus life? Is it? Because of your help, you should not be willing to spread rumors of Ming Dynasty in the school again. There's talk of a 'drug-addicted brother'?"

"Of course." Gu Yanchui's hand beside his side couldn't stop trembling because of clenched fists. He raised his eyes to meet Fu Wenhan's eyes full of calculations, and his voice became hoarse. Min: "I won't let that happen."

Whether it's to let rumors spread in the school again, or to let Fu Mingchao bear the debts of the Fu family.

Fu Wenhan seems to have expected it a long time ago? Gu Yan's answer? The answer is the same, showing a kind smile:

"Uncle knows that you are a good boy."

After returning home from the hospital, Gu Yan returned to his room listlessly. Tan Qing didn't say anything, but asked the aunt at home to deliver a meal to Gu Yan at two o'clock in the afternoon.

However, after Gu Yan returned to the room, he covered himself in the quilt and did not go downstairs again. Every word Fu Wenhan threatened him seemed to be blocked by a boulder in his heart, and he was a little out of breath. Not angry.

For a while, he couldn't think of a better way to find out about Xin Yunwei's suicide, and he was afraid that one day Fu Mingchao would find out?......

Just as I was thinking about it, the phone on the bedside turned on? For a moment, there were two prompts for special? Interesting news.

Gu Yan's gaze was attracted by the bright light on the phone screen, and he stared at it blankly. It took two seconds for him to react. After reaching out and taking the fingerprint of the phone on the bedside to unlock it, the first thing he saw was the two messages from Fu Mingchao :

【Have you got a meal yet? 】

Gu Yan pressed the screen and looked down for a long time, before giving someone a reply: [Have you eaten? How about you? 】

According to Fu Mingchao's usual temperament, even if he hasn't had lunch, he will definitely give Gu Yan a sentence: [Eat?]

However, this time, Gu Yan stared at the seven words "the other party is typing" in the upper left corner for nearly a minute, before the special notification sounded.

In the simple and blank WeChat dialog box, there appeared a message that Gu Yan did not expect:

【Have not eat yet. 】

Haven't eaten yet... Already? It's three o'clock in the afternoon?... Gu Yan looked at the extremely small time displayed on the upper right, and typed a few words on the screen with his fingertips:

[I suddenly feel a little hungry, is my aunt still there? Do you want to come to my house and let's have a meal? 】

As early as "a week ago", Tan Qing gave Fu Mingchao her spare key. After the weather turned cold, Gu Yan's sleepiness became more and more serious. After the meal was delivered to the room, Gu Yancai managed to escape from the embrace of the blanket.

However, at the end of the year, there were more and more things going on in Tan Qing's company, so he simply gave the spare key to Fu Mingchao.

Twenty minutes later, Fu Mingchao stood in the living room of Gu Yan's house, lost in thought as he looked at the empty first floor.

Gu Yan was nestled under the quilt for a long time, but he didn't wait for Fu Mingchao's reply, so he sent another sentence

[Are you coming, at the same table? 】

[Already arrived?. 】Fu Mingchao replied while going upstairs with his mobile phone.

However, when he was only halfway up the stairs, he stopped. At the door of Gu Yan's room, there was a meal that had already cooled down, and a layer of lard had already formed in the bowl of the white radish stewed meat dish. shell.

Fu Mingchao looked at the meal calmly, but his heart was full of mixed feelings. He didn't expect that the Gu family's affairs had become so serious that Gu Yan was so worried that he couldn't even eat.

At the same time, he was glad that the message he sent back to Gu Yan was that he hadn't eaten yet, otherwise Gu Yan wouldn't have called him over.

Just as Fu Mingchao was meditating, the door of the room in front of him suddenly opened.

Gu Yan was only wearing a set of pajamas, and rushed out of the room covering his nose with the other hand. When Fu Mingchao sent the message, he was lying on the bed, holding the phone in both hands to reply.I saw the sentence from the other party [already arrived?]. 】At that time, Gu Yan suddenly softened his hands, and the phone slipped from his hand, and it hit? His nose with great weight.

"Same, same table, why did you come in?......?" Gu Yan stood at the door of his room, not caring about the fact that he almost stepped on his job in the doorway, He looked at Fu Mingchao in surprise, his voice stuttering.

Fu Mingchao sorted out his expression, took a few steps up the stairs and picked up the tray on the ground, with a calm tone: "Aunt Tan said that you always stay in bed in the morning, and it's the end of the year? She works a lot, so she put the spare tray at home Have you given me the key?"

"This, this way." Gu Yan breathed a sigh of relief, but the next second, he noticed that Fu Mingchao's hand was cold? It didn't know how long the food was, and he felt guilty for a while.Followed Fu Mingchao down the stairs.

Fu Mingchao didn't seem to notice Gu Yan's slightly stiff footsteps, and asked without turning his head, "What did you have for lunch?"

The tone was extremely bland, as if he was saying "today is a sunny day, but the wind is a bit strong", but Gu Yan was extremely sensitive to hear something unusual in the ordinary words. means.

The tone of Fu Mingchao's words was obviously lower than the one just now, and it was obviously a sign of getting angry.

Gu Yan was silent all the way, until both of them went downstairs, he watched Fu Mingchao enter the kitchen, and then stepped forward and stood behind Fu Mingchao, honestly and softly replied: "Drink Got it? A glass of boiled water."

And this glass of boiled water was because he was irritated by Fu Wenhan in the hospital, and he drank it to calm down when he returned home.

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