Mr. Fu's Bai Yueguang is not good

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Zhai Sicheng lowered his eyes and said Yang Chao's name. As for the others, he was selectively ignored. He thought that Fu Zechuan brought only pain to Ji Fanfan, and he didn't want Fu Zechuan to get close to Ji Fanfan again.

The policeman wrote down Yang Chao’s name, phone number, and address in the notebook, and subconsciously clicked on the name with the tip of the pen before closing the notebook, “Thank you for your cooperation, and if Ji Fanfan wakes up, please inform us in time, He may be able to provide information on the killer, and we will continue to investigate this case during this time."

Zhai Sicheng nodded in response.

After the police left, Zhai Sicheng called Yang Chao. Apart from telling him about Ji Fanfan's serious injury, he also told him not to contact Fu Zechuan or mention this person in front of the police.

Zhai Sicheng stared at Ji Fanfan who didn't know when he would wake up, and said to Yang Chao in a clear voice mixed with dark emotions, "You also know that Fu Zechuan is not simple, so it's better to keep him away from Fanfan."

Yang Chao also understood that what Zhai Sicheng said was right, he didn't ask any more questions, but expressed indignation that he would cooperate with the police's questioning, and that the murderer must be caught and brought to justice!

Ji Fanfan was very tired, very tired, he felt as if he was dead, and the heavy rain seemed to be still falling in his ears, every sound was so clear that it hurt his eardrums.

And his body was soaked in the water, the water was very cold, but he couldn't move.

In the icy cold, someone suddenly held his hand, that person's hand was very warm, and he unconsciously wanted to get closer.

Zhai Sicheng was holding Ji Fanfan's hand and talking to him, but suddenly saw his fingers move slightly, he froze for a moment, then immediately looked at his face, and softly called out, "Fanfan, Fanfan..."

Ji Fanfan slowly opened his eyes. The light in the room was very bright and dazzling. He blinked slowly a few times uncomfortably before he felt more comfortable.

Zhai Sicheng held his hand nervously, with obvious joy and long-lost joy on his face, he gently stroked Ji Fanfan's forehead, his slightly trembling voice showed how excited he was at the moment, "Fanfan, you finally woke up It's..."

"Si... Brother Cheng... This is me, where is it?" Ji Fanfan's face was still pale, and his body strength was pitifully low, even to speak he needed all the strength in his body.

Zhai Sicheng calmed down his mood, and told him in the gentlest voice, "You are in the hospital now, you are fine, you can rest here at ease, no matter what happens, I will be there for you."

Ji Fanfan murmured and repeated, "Hospital...hospital..."

He was stunned for a while before he gradually remembered what happened. His pupils constricted suddenly, his chest heaved violently, and even his breathing was extremely unsteady——

He remembered!

He remembered that under that flash of lightning, the black figure had a terrifying smile on his face, just like the ecstasy of hell, he raised his sickle and swung it down fiercely at him!

Heartbreaking pain came from his hand, under the thick night and in the pouring rain, everything was so terrifying, it made him frightened and wanted to escape.

He could even clearly hear the sound of bones breaking, and the snarky and maniacal laughter kept echoing in his ears, lingering, and finally he couldn't hold back and completely lost consciousness.

Zhai Sicheng saw that Ji Fanfan's body was trembling subconsciously with fear, and he called him several times in a panic, but Ji Fanfan seemed to be in a nightmare, no matter how much he called, he didn't respond.

"Fanfan! Fanfan!" Zhai Sicheng hugged his trembling body distressedly, and comforted him with his remaining rationality, "Fanfan, I'm here, it's okay, it's okay! No one can hurt you anymore, trust me !"

Ji Fanfan was panting violently, his out-of-focus pupils gradually focused under Zhai Sicheng's calls, and the shadows shrouded in front of his eyes gradually receded and dissipated under the bright light in the room.

He moved his right hand, but his right hand didn't feel the slightest bit. Ji Fanfan looked at Zhai Sicheng in a panic, his voice was so low that he didn't want to startle him, "Brother Sicheng...my hand..."

Zhai Sicheng suppressed the strong anger towards the murderer in his heart, he gently stroked Ji Fanfan's hair, and said a white lie in a very gentle voice, "It will be fine."

Ji Fanfan grabbed the hem of his clothes in fear and asked for proof: "Really?"

The bewilderment and fear in his eyes were so profound, and he desperately wanted an answer to calm his frightened heart.

Zhai Sicheng lowered his eyes and didn't dare to look at him, but tried hard to pull the corners of his mouth, "Really, when did Brother Sicheng lie to you?"

Ji Fanfan finally breathed a sigh of relief, he nodded with peace of mind like a frightened deer finally found a safe place, and then slowly showed a relaxed smile, "Well, Brother Sicheng will never lie to me."

Zhai Sicheng had a warm smile on his face, but was very bitter in his heart, "Yes."

He shook the hospital bed, and quickly hid his bad emotions by pouring water on Ji Fanfan, "Drink some water to moisten your throat."

Ji Fanfan obediently held the water glass with his left hand, and the cool water slid down his throat, which made his burning throat feel better. He calmed down and asked softly, "Brother Sicheng, how long have I... been in a coma?"

"Three days."

Ji Fanfan's eyebrows twitched when he heard this, and he quickly said, "Brother Sicheng, can I be discharged from the hospital now?"

Zhai Sicheng pressed the center of his brows, with tired eyes, he asked puzzledly, "Why is it so urgent?"

Ji Fanfan bit his lip, worried: "My father's belongings, I..."

Zhai Sicheng leaned close to him, and thoughtfully put a pillow on his back, "You don't have to worry about this, a lady surnamed He called you, she said she sorted out some of your father's things, and asked you to Get it from her."

"Aunt He..." Ji Fanfan nodded, "Then I'll call her back now."

Zhai Sicheng also knew that he was in a hurry, so he didn't stop him, but quietly stood aside and waited for him to finish the call.

Hearing Aunt He's voice, Ji Fanfan slowly let go of the uneasiness in his heart. He didn't tell Aunt He about his stay in the hospital, but said that he has been busy recently and it will take some time before he can go back to pick up Father Ji's belongings.

Aunt He sighed, with a sad tone, "It's okay, Aunt He will take care of it for you."

Ji Fanfan chatted with her a few more times, and he was very moved by Aunt He's concern for him, both in and out of words. After his father passed away, Aunt He was the only person in that indifferent family who still thought about him.

Until he hung up the phone, Ji Fanfan still felt warm in his heart while holding the phone in his hand, even his eyes were moist.

Zhai Sicheng looked at his sad look, rubbed his little head lovingly, and changed the subject, "What do you want to eat? I'll go buy it."

Ji Fanfan shook his head, he looked up at Zhai Sicheng and said gratefully: "Brother Sicheng, go and rest, these days, thank you for taking care of me, really, you have helped me a lot!" He could see Zhai Sicheng's exhaustion Here, also remember his kindness to him in my heart.

The gratitude on Ji Fanfan's face was reflected in Zhai Sicheng's eyes, but Zhai Sicheng was not happy. He hoped that the relationship between them was not just such a simple friendship, but that they could go further.

Zhai Sicheng sat down beside his bed, couldn't help stretching out his hand to caress his pale cheeks, his sincere eyes lingered on his face, and his tone was filled with anticipation, "Fanfan, do you want to try with me?"

Ji Fanfan's eyes blinked nervously, and his heart, which was beating steadily, became chaotic after hearing these sudden words, "Brother Sicheng, I..."

Zhai Sicheng's expression was serious and serious, "Don't reject me so quickly, you can think about it, Fanfan, I believe I will be a good candidate for you to spend your life with."

He didn't care about Ji Fanfan's disabled hand, and he was already mentally prepared to take care of him for the rest of his life.

Zhai Sicheng's eyes fell on Ji Fanfan's bitten red lips, he leaned forward and approached slowly, he swore that he would treat him well for the rest of his life, as long as he nodded.

Ji Fanfan held his breath, looked at Zhai Sicheng's approaching face, tightly clenched the corner of the quilt with his left hand, but turned his head away when their lips were about to touch, "I'm sorry..."

Di Sicheng's eyes flashed with loneliness, but he comforted him instead, "You are not ready yet, I can understand, I will wait for you."

Ji Fanfan was silent, he knew that Zhai Sicheng was good to him, but he really couldn't accept anyone right now.

He thought, maybe when his hand healed, when he recovered from the grief of Father Ji's death, when he completely removed that person from his heart, then he might be able to start a new relationship.

Zhai Sicheng patted him on the shoulder lightly, he smiled lightly, still so gentle and polite, "You just woke up, and your body is still too weak, so you should rest well during this time, and I'm up to you for other things."

Ji Fanfan didn't dare to look into his eyes, and lowered his head in response. "Um."

The ward fell into a subtle silence for a while, and Zhai Sicheng didn't say anything more. He washed the fruit, quietly peeled the fruit, and quietly accompanied Ji Fanfan.

"Fanfan..." When Zhai Sicheng handed the peeled apple to Ji Fanfan, when he looked up, he found that he was asleep.

Looking at his still tired face, Zhai Sicheng's clear eyes dimmed a little. He was willing to stay by his side and take good care of him until he could accept him.

He lowered his eyes and let out a deep breath, then put down the things in his hand, and left the ward, intending to buy some nutritional supplements for Ji Fanfan to nourish his body.

Ji Fanfan was awakened by the sound of conversation next to his ear.

When he opened his eyes, Zhai Sicheng was not in the ward, but there were two more policemen and one nurse.

Seeing that Ji Fanfan was awake, the two policemen said to the nurse who tried to let them out, "Just a few words, we will leave after asking, and the patient's rest will definitely not be delayed."

The nurse looked at Ji Fanfan in embarrassment, "Okay then, you guys hurry up and ask, I will change his medicine after asking."

The policeman nodded in agreement, and then sat down beside the hospital bed, holding a notebook, with no expression on his face, and asked dryly, "Is Ji Fanfan okay?"?