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"Ajue! Ajue, get up first, get up first..." Fu Ge's eyes were red with distress, and he didn't even dare to look at his wounds, so he quickly helped Fu Juehan to get up.

The bodyguard who had just executed the torture came to help after seeing him, but was kicked away by Fu Ge before he got close, "Don't touch him!"

"Little sir! I obey—"

"Get out!"

The bodyguard wanted to explain, but Qi Han signaled others, "Cover his mouth, don't dirty Mr. Xiao's ears."

"Yes."

The bodyguard was dragged away with his mouth covered, Qi Han called and told the people staying in the main house to dig out the things immediately, and he winked at the family doctor who brought him earlier in the morning, who immediately understood and went to treat Fu Juehan's injury.

"Dad, I have to call Xiaoyi first." Fu Juehan and Fu Ge said.

Qi Han frowned, "I said he's fine."

Fu Juehan didn't raise his head: "I want to confirm it myself."

His mobile phone had already been dropped during the fight, and it took him a long time to find it from under the electric shock chair. The screen had a half-finger-long crack.

Fu Juehan wiped his face, covered his chest and dialed Meng Yi's phone. During the whole process, his fingers were trembling. Strips of cold sweat dripped down with dust and blood, and when it flowed into his eyes, it immediately caused a stinging pain.

But Fu Juehan didn't dare to close his eyes.

As long as he closes his eyes, his mind will be filled with images of Meng Yi being smashed into the head by a hammer, the blood bursting so fast, Meng Yi's eyes are so desperate, and with the sound of "beep" next to his ear, he stabbed him with a knife. So much so that when the first "can't connect" sound exploded, Fu Juehan's heart almost stopped beating.

"I can't get through..." He let out a breath, staring blankly at the screen, his whole body was shaking, "Why can't I get through..."

Fu Ge was so distressed that he held the bleeding wound on the back of his hand, "Ah Jue, you should take care of the wound first. Xiao Yi may be busy, so take care of yourself first, okay?"

Fu Juehan shook his head, the veins on his forehead twitched, the effect of the anesthetic had not yet worn off, his mind was still in chaos, sometimes he knew that the video was fake, and sometimes he felt that Meng Yi was dead.

"No, Dad, I have to see him..." Fu Juehan looked at Fu Ge like a helpless child, his eyes were dazed, and he gesticulated randomly.

"I had to see him with my own eyes, he, he bled a lot...he was beaten, a lot of blood..."

He could hardly hold the phone, his breathing became more and more short of breath, and he insisted on calling again. Fu Ge wiped his eyes with his head in distress, "I'll help you, Ah Jue, Dad will help you."

The second call finally got through, and when Meng Yi's voice came, Fu Juehan's shoulders collapsed, and the tight grip loosened, and the water in his eye sockets gushed out immediately.

"Xiao, Xiaobao?" He closed his eyes tightly, his fingers dug into his hair, and he opened his mouth like an old bellows, "Xiaobao, can you...can you hear me?"

At the same time, the Meng family.

Tao Ya's attack came without warning, and Meng was thinking about Fu Juehan while arranging flowers with her in the courtyard, when the woman holding the scissors suddenly stabbed the sharp flower stem into the back of his son's hand.

"Hmm—" Meng Yi covered his hands in horror, before he could react, he watched Tao Ya overturn everything, stood up and ran outside, scratching with scissors as he ran.

She became insane, and her strength was so great that even several men couldn't hold her back together.

When Fu Juehan called for the first time, Meng Yi was desperately dragging Tao Ya and waiting for the doctor to get the sedative.

The doctor finally arrived, and the tranquilizer stuck into Tao Ya's neck. Meng Yi heaved a sigh of relief. Just as he got through the phone, he heard Fu Juehan's abnormality. On the thorn.

"Mom!" Meng Yi was so frightened that he rushed over to hug Tao Ya tightly. In the process, he threw the phone flying, smashing it on the flower bed and breaking it to pieces.

So during the tens of seconds the phone was connected, Fu Juehan didn't hear anything about him except for "Mom".

"Little Treasure? Little Treasure! Little Treasure, why—"

After hearing a beep, the phone was hung up.

With a dazed look, he froze there.

"Ajue?" Fu Ge waved his hand in front of his eyes, and asked cautiously, "What's wrong?"

Fu Juehan turned his head and looked at him helplessly: "It seems...he died..."

"Bye?"

Fu Ge stared at the phone in disbelief, and then glanced at the bloody wound on the back of his son's hand. Anyone could hear the abnormality in Fu Juehan's tone just now. He didn't understand why the phone was hung up under such circumstances. .

"Then don't fight for now, okay? Let the doctor look at it for you first."

"No, no..." Fu Juehan shook his head, and called Meng Yi's number over and over again as if in a daze, but all of them were not answered without exception.

His movements became more and more chaotic, his breathing became more and more urgent, his head was so painful that it was about to explode, his vitality was gradually being lost, and his rapidly trembling heart collapsed step by step amidst the sound of being unable to connect.

Finally, after the 19th call failed, Qi Han slapped his phone away, "Don't fucking call!"

He forced Fu Juehan onto the chair, poked his eyes open and asked the doctor to come, "Come here for an examination, something is wrong with him."

Fu Juehan kicked him with hands and feet, Qi Han punched him hard after receiving two kicks, "Did I give you face?!"

"Go away!" Fu Juehan pushed him, "Give me back the phone!"

"Don't give up yet?"

Qi Han sneered, "If he really cared about you, he would have called you a long time ago, don't you know better than me what he shouted before hanging up?"

Fu Juehan punched him on the right side of the face, "Get lost!"

Qi Han wiped the blood from his mouth, was completely out of breath, grabbed his hair and pulled him to the computer, and played a recording for him.

There are only two sentences in it——

Qi Han said: "Tell me where he is, and I will save your mother."

Meng Yi replied: "He is in the countryside."

Fu Juehan didn't believe it at all, "You still want to lie to me with the editing? Is this the only way you can do it?"

Qi Han was not ashamed, "Yes! This is edited by me, do you want to hear the original version! Do you want to know how your little boyfriend got your address in a few words? Do you want to know how he Did you choose to betray you without hesitation for the sake of your own mother!"

With a "bang", he pushed Fu Juehan onto the table, "You are still protecting him now? Fu Juehan, you are really cheap!"

"You have liked him for 13 years, but he treats you like an ass! He only has his mother in his eyes, and he doesn't even care about your life!"

Fu Juehan slid down the table, took a breath, and smiled contemptuously, "Stop judging me with your set of rules, you drove my dad crazy, and you still want to turn me into your kind?"

"My law?"

Qi Han seemed to have heard some joke, "Ajue, in Xiaoge's heart, family affection is greater than heaven, and he will always abandon me for you, but you know very well that he can't really let you kill me. But Meng What about one? In his heart, you don't even have the right to be equal to his mother."

"You want me to compare with his mother?"

Fu Juehan shook his head mockingly, "You don't understand at all, I love him, so I want him to have a happy life, family and love, and I will never force him to choose between me and his mother. "

"Hahahaha, what you said is really nice." Qi Han's face darkened, "You love him, but does he love you?"

Fu Juehan narrowed his eyes, "What do you mean?"

Qi Han threw him a medical record, "Do you want to know what's secret about your little boyfriend? I found this after I came back from Wanning."

"You investigate him? I told you not to touch him!"

Qi Han just smiled, pressed his head and asked him to read the last page, pointing his finger at the diagnosis result, "Open your eyes and look carefully! What is written on it!"

Fu Juehan didn't even look at it, and hit him with his elbow backwards. Qi Han directly twisted his arm behind his back, and counted it out for him one by one:

"Do you still think he likes you? Why are you still so stupid after so many years, my good son."

"You just escaped from the base at the age of 17. In order to call that kid from Meng's family, you voluntarily were locked up in a rehab center. What happened?"

"Once the call is made, people will forget about you."

"Hahahaha, what an interesting plot, isn't it enough for you to eat and gain wisdom? Now it's in his hands again."

Qi Han raised his eyebrows as he spoke, "Let me guess, does he often take the initiative to kiss you, hug you, or even have sex with you?"

"You must be very excited, don't you think you have achieved a positive result? People who like you to the top also like you?"

"none of your business!"

Fu Juehan stared angrily, gritted his teeth and struggled to get up, but he lost most of his strength, and just as he raised his head, Qi Han pinned him tightly again.

The other party leaned close to his ear, and every word in a soft voice could kill him:

"Who do you think is hiding my existence from you in order to treat my mother?"

"Who do you think gave me your address without knowing it?"

"Who do you think doesn't even have time to answer your phone because of your mother?"

"Is this what you keep saying you like?"

With a sneer, he flipped the medical record to the last page, which was Meng Yi's diagnosis result and Fu Juehan's blood test report.

"Don't be stupid. He was diagnosed with hormone deficiency a week after he met you. Only by being close to you can he save his life."

With a "boom", my head almost exploded.

Fu Juehan stared intently at the small words, his rapidly beating heart was stabbed open, and he felt like his whole body was floating, his upper body was suspended in the air, but his lower body was gradually collapsing.

And Qi Han's last sentence completely pierced that heart to the point of bleeding.

"You loved him for 13 years, and even gave up the rest of Xiaoge's life for him, but Ah Jue, he has been using you from the very beginning."

For a moment, there was no sound.

Qi Han let go of his hand, Fu Juehan propped himself up on the table and got up little by little.

His eyes were blank, and Qi Han's words kept echoing in his head. He first turned around to look at Fu Ge, and then looked at his feet, like a rigid robot out of order, with blood and tears drying up on his face.

He took those few papers and carefully turned them page by page. Every time he read a page, he let out a laugh. He turned faster and faster, and the laughter became louder and louder. Finally, he tore them into pieces like crazy.

Every piece of black and white seems to be mocking his ridiculousness.

Qi Han looked at his distraught look, licked his molars, kicked the chair over, and said, "Go home first."

As a result, as soon as he turned around, Fu Juehan fell straight down.

He was lying on his side with convulsions, his hands clutching his neck tightly, coughing desperately as if his trachea was blocked, his face turned purple in an instant.

"Ajue! What's wrong with you, Ajue! The doctor is here!"

Fu Ge was frightened out of his wits. He supported his upper body and beat his back violently. He saw Fu Juehan's lips gradually turn purple, and his breathing became more and more difficult.

"Get out of the way! Don't surround him!" Qi Han pushed away people, laid Fu Juehan flat on the ground, opened his eyes to check, "Ah Jue! Ah Jue looked at me, it's okay, look at me first. "

His hands quickly opened his chest, and sure enough, a red scar after the electric shock was found on the right chest.

"Damn it!" Qi Han cursed in a low voice, pulled the bodyguard with the broken ear and swung it on the ground, as if he was going to eat his life in a rage, "You put the electrode pad on his chest?!"

"No! It's not me, sir, it's the fourth child! It's him—"

Punching fiercely on his face, Qi Han kicked him out, "You both deserve to die!"

"Qi Han, save him quickly!" Fu Ge was so scared that his face turned pale, and begged Qi Han's arm. The latter took a pen and quickly unscrewed it while ordering Fu Ge: "Turn over."

"Okay, okay, I'll be right away!"

As soon as he turned his head, Qi Han suddenly raised his hand, and the next second the pen case was directly inserted into Fu Juehan's trachea.

"What are you doing!" Fu Ge was shocked when he saw this scene. He saw Qi Han leaning over and biting the case of the pen, sucking something out of Fu Juehan's trachea.

Breathing instantly became unimpeded, Fu Juehan stopped convulsing, and his complexion began to recover slowly.

And Qi Han began to cough violently, bent over and spit out a big mouthful of blood, which was also mixed with tiny blood clots.

"It's okay, he...cough cough...he was blocked by blood stasis just now." Qi Han said while coughing, then raised his hand to wipe the tears at the end of Fu Ge's eyes, "Scared Alright."

Fu Ge was stunned, drowning in his eyes for a few seconds, and his eyes fell on the muzzle of his gun that collapsed because of Fu Juehan's rescue.

"You're bleeding..." Fu Ge sniffed.

Qi Han chuckled, straightened up and put his forehead against his forehead, and rubbed the back of his head twice with his broad palms, "It doesn't hurt, why are you crying?"

He signaled to the doctor, "Treat Ah Jue's wound and send him to the doctor immediately."

"Jingle Bell--"

Fu Juehan's cell phone rang again, only an unfamiliar number was displayed on the screen, but they knew the caller well.

"Ajue?" Fu Ge picked it up and looked at Fu Juehan in embarrassment.

The latter closed his eyes dyingly.

"Hang up."

The author says:

In the next chapter, Xiaobao and Brother Han are about to meet.

But I think people probably, probably... not expecting that-