Song Yuzhang

Song Yuzhang recuperates in the hospital.

After he was sent to the hospital yesterday, the doctor gave him a severe stomach wash. Song Yuzhang suffered a serious crime and was almost half dead. His face was as white as a paper doll. Fu Mian grabbed his hand, which was also cold.

That apricot sage, Fu Mian, always carried it with him, and when he saw Song Yuzhang vomiting and fainted, he immediately called for someone to come. The sage couldn't tell what kind of poison Song Yuzhang had in him, so he immediately prescribed an emetic prescription and asked someone to grab the medicine.

When Fu Mian saw the situation, he didn't say any more, and immediately ordered someone to drive him to the hospital.

When the medicine was caught and fried, Song Yuzhang didn't know whether he was dead or alive.

Dongcheng is much more prosperous than Qingxi, there are three hospitals in the city, Fu Mian went to the nearest one, and Song Yuzhang's face was inevitably exposed to the eyes of those doctors and nurses.

Fu Mian held Song Yuzhang's hand. He didn't know whether it was the temperature of Song Yuzhang's hand that infected him, or whether he himself was cold and his hands were ice-cold.

Song Yuzhang said: "I'm fine."

His tone was very neat, and his voice was neither high nor low. Judging from his tone, he was really fine.

The doctor said that it was a bit like food poisoning, but he couldn't explain it specifically. When he asked Song Yuzhang what he had eaten, Fu Mian was silent for a while, never thinking that there would be any problem in the food.

Fu Mian hooked Song Yuzhang's curly eyelashes with his knuckles, and said flatly, "What can happen if you eat bad food."

Song Yuzhang said "hmm", "The chicken soup tastes a bit strange."

Fu Mian had sent someone to test it long ago, and the chicken soup was not poisonous.

At that time, Song Yuzhang vomited up a lot of filth, and Fu Mian asked someone to keep it. However, neither the hospital nor the master had limited skills, and there was nothing they could do about it.

The holy hand is stronger, and he can tell that there is medicine in it. As for what kind of medicine, the holy hand is just a holy hand after all, not Hua Tuo, so he can't say.

Fu Mian thought: Either the other party didn't want Song Yuzhang's life, or Song Yuzhang was lucky enough to escape by eating too little.

"There is an inner ghost." Fu Mian said in his heart.

"How is Fengxian?" Song Yuzhang asked.

Fu Mian said: "I don't know."

He didn't care about Xiao Fengxian, not even the slightest bit.

Song Yuzhang's fingers shook his hand, "I want to see if he's okay."

Fu Mian's face darkened slightly, "What could be the matter?"

"A Mian..." Song Yuzhang's voice seemed to be a little hoarse, and he smiled wryly, "I beg you."

Fu Mian trapped him in the palm of his hand for several months, but he never really heard Song Yuzhang begging him like this in a sober state.

"I know you won't hurt him again, I just want to ask for peace of mind," Song Yuzhang said softly, "Otherwise, just let me go back, it's fine anyway."

Fu Mian squeezed his hand again, "He can eat and sleep very well, you can raise him here for two days before we talk about it."

Dongcheng is far away from Haizhou, and information is not circulated between places. Besides, Song Yuzhang is already a dead person in Haizhou, so there is no need to worry. The only thing to be wary of is that someone is going to kill someone again. Fu Mian knows that Zhang Changshan wants Song Yuzhang to die. He could understand that if he was Zhang Changshan, not only Song Yuzhang, but also Fu Mian would have to die sooner or later.Crossing rivers, demolishing bridges, dismantling mills and killing donkeys has always been a forte of those politicians.

Fu Mian sent a few entourages like dead servants he brought out along the way to guard Song Yuzhang in the hospital, and he went back to clear the team first.

The tobacco business is not easy to do, it all depends on him breaking out from the sea of ​​blood, hatred is a good nourishment, so he grows up very fast, under the strict inspection without distinction, Fu Mian really caught a few from the team a nail.

The nail that was pulled out seemed to know that he had no way out, so he took the poison without saying a word.

Fu Mian understands that this kind of person's whole family should be in the hands of others, and there is no way to survive except to work hard.

The iron sieve sifted through the rest of the people again, Fu Mian caught a few suspicious people, those people refused to admit that they were spies, Fu Mian would rather believe it, and killed them all.

Along the way, Fu Mian is not afraid of killing people.

Anyone who stands in his way must be killed, anyone who makes him unhappy must be killed, and anyone who wants to touch him must be killed.

Song Yuzhang belonged to him. He "died" at his gunpoint once and lay in the grave. Now Song Yuzhang is a brand new Song Yuzhang, even his name has been changed. This kind of Song Yuzhang belongs to him alone.

After a thorough gastric lavage, Song Yuzhang was able to eat some liquid food the next day, but his spirit was very bad, so he stopped eating after one or two bites.In this way, he recovered even more slowly.

When Fu Mian returned to the hospital, it was Song Yuzhang's third day lying in the hospital.

Song Yuzhang fell asleep, still with a sickly white face and pale lips.

Fu Mian didn't like Song Yuzhang's sickness, so he pressed Song Yuzhang's face with the back of his hand. Song Yuzhang didn't wake up, Fu Mian sat down, and there was a strong killing intent in Song Yuzhang's sickly face.

Coincidentally, Zhang Changshan, who was far away in Nancheng, also wanted to kill Fu Mian.

The eyeliner he planted around Fu Mian suddenly didn't send a message back one day, so he deduced that these people were probably dead.

Zhang Changshan thought that Fu Mian was going against him, he was an expert in conspiracies, so he naturally wove a set of conspiracies for Fu Mian.

A fire broke out in the arsenal. Although the fire was extinguished in time, the location of the fire was too critical and affected the project. It is said that the workers did not operate properly. Zhang Changshan was not able to visit the scene in person. Fu Mian was protesting against him.

Not to mention that Fu Mian also killed his people.

Both sides have killing intent, but the methods of killing are different.

Zhang Changshan thought about it, and thought that this matter should be resolved as soon as possible. He still didn't want to send his own people to kill them, so he immediately ordered Shen Chengduo to send people to the East City to kill Fu Mian and Song Yuzhang.

Surprised, Shen Chengduo asked back: "Song Yuzhang also wants to kill?"

Zhang Changshan snorted coldly from his nasal cavity, "Nonsense!"

After Shen Chengduo was speechless for a moment, Zhang Changshan softened his tone again, "If this matter is done well, we will have no worries at all. Autumn is here, and it should be time for a bumper harvest."

Shen Chengduo knew that Zhang Changshan was catching him, and he was not stupid, he refused to be a dog so easily, and wanted to get some benefits first.

After the two negotiated, Zhang Changshan hung up Shen Chengduo's phone and called Liao Tiandong.

Liao Tiandong was watching the new boss at home, and received a call from Zhang Changshan unexpectedly. Zhang Changshan's attitude towards Liao Tiandong was quite polite, and he straightforwardly asked Liao Tiandong to help Shen Chengduo in the chamber of commerce.

Liao Tiandong was a little dumbfounded, but he didn't take Zhang Changshan's mind off. Now the battle situation seemed to be getting clearer, but the situation above was changing, and he looked more nervous than before.

Liao Tiandong was used to being the director of the transportation bureau in Haizhou, so he was much less politically sensitive, not comparable to Zhang Changshan's astuteness at the foot of the emperor in Nancheng.

Since Zhang Changshan said so, then he should do it.

Shen Chengduo got the benefits, so he willingly decided to work for Zhang Changshan. To be on the safe side, he first sent a group of people to Dongcheng to scout.

Meng Tingjing had been staring at Shen Chengduo very urgently. After noticing Shen Chengduo's abnormal movement, she couldn't help but patted her own thigh, finally showing her fox tail!

Meng Tingjing didn't know what the change was, but it must be a clue, so she immediately sent someone to follow it.

Both groups of people are rushing to the east city, but Fu Mian wants to take Song Yuzhang to change places.

The East Side is no longer safe.

However, Song Yuzhang's body is not suitable for running around. The doctor in the hospital became a little dizzy after Song Yuzhang woke up. Song Yuzhang covered his stomach and frowned. Song Yuzhang stayed to observe for a few more days.

Because after all, I don't know what kind of poison I got, who knows if there will be any sequelae?

Song Yuzhang looked dispensable, and told Fu Mian that he still wanted to go back and take a look at Xiao Fengxian.

The doctor listened to it and said very disapprovingly: "How can a patient go back to visit his family members, and ask the family members to come to the hospital to visit."

As soon as he finished speaking, he was stared at by Fu Mian at the side. That look made the doctor feel murderous, and the doctor stopped talking.

Fu Mian took Song Yuzhang's hand and said, "Go home and raise it first."

Song Yuzhang smiled, "Okay."

Fu Mian took Song Yuzhang out of the hospital, took Song Yuzhang back, and carefully served three meals a day, but Song Yuzhang's appetite was very weak. Fu Mian could see that he was trying to eat, but he couldn't eat.

The human body is a precision instrument, and some parts may be damaged so small that it will not affect the operation of this instrument, but it is not certain that something has gone wrong.

Master Xinglin only said that Song Yuzhang's spleen and stomach were out of balance.

After hearing this, Fu Mian didn't feel much in his heart, but wanted to kill Zhang Changshan very much.

It is impossible for him to let Song Yuzhang return to Haizhou, but Zhang Changshan still refuses to let him go.

It is obviously a cooperation where everyone gets what they need, but these politicians always want to do nothing, and they seem to have been greatly wronged.

Fu Mian was smoking outside the courtyard, and when he heard Song Yuzhang put down the spoon inside, he turned around and entered the house. Song Yuzhang only ate a thin layer of a bowl of porridge.

"I haven't finished eating, I'm just a little sleepy." Song Yuzhang yawned, with tears in the corners of his eyes.

Fu Mian sat down beside his bed, picked up a spoonful of porridge, "I'll feed you."

Song Yuzhang opened his mouth and took a sip.

He didn't eat very well, Fu Mian looked at him, and didn't know what it was like, Song Yuzhang felt uncomfortable, he should be happy to see the success, but he was really unhappy.

He can torture Song Yuzhang himself, but others can't.

"If you can't eat it, don't eat it."

Fu Mian put down the porridge bowl, stroked Song Yuzhang's hair, and said thoughtfully, "Are you pretending to be sick?"

Song Yuzhang smiled, "Are you faking my illness? You can ask the doctor."

Fu Mian said: "We have to go."

"Go?" Song Yuzhang said helplessly, "Are you going to run for your life again?"

After all, Song Yuzhang was not stupid, and he had already seen their situation. Fu Mian's chest tightened, and he felt a wave of useless anger. He continued to stroke Song Yuzhang's hair, and wrote lightly: "If you don't want to leave, then stay for a while."

"It's not that I don't want to, I now..." Song Yuzhang smiled, the smile was very bitter, "Let's live every day, who knows if something unexpected will happen someday."

The two sides fell into a long silence. Song Yuzhang lay down first, and said while lying down, "I said I was sleepy just now, so I'll go to bed first." He stretched out his hand from under the quilt and shook Fu Mian's hand, "Let's go Come on, A Mian, you want to protect me, I know."

Song Yuzhang's hand was warm, and after holding it for a while, he got into the bed again. The fleeting warm touch suddenly made Fu Mian shudder.

If the hands were really cold, he thought, he wouldn't be able to live either.

Fu Mian bent down and placed his head heavily on Song Yuzhang's chest through the quilt.

"Bamboo green."

"Ok?"

"I won't let you die, no one can kill you."

"..."

Song Yuzhang didn't answer, Fu Mian sat up and saw that Song Yuzhang had closed his eyes, he touched Song Yuzhang's forehead and said, "Go to sleep."

The people from the Meng family have been following behind the people from the Shen family, the distance is not too close, because they are afraid of revealing their whereabouts.

That night, the members of the Shen family walked the main road, and the members of the Meng family followed, still keeping a considerable distance. The members of the Shen family seemed to be tired from the continuous journey, so they stopped to rest.

The Meng family also stopped.

While eating dry food, the Meng family's vanguard sentry hurried back.

"Not good, suddenly there is a horse team coming from the southeast, I don't know if it is a horse thief."

"Horse thief? Are there any horse thieves in this generation?"

"It's hard to say, what should I do? In the past?"

"Don't go there, they should be able to find a way to deal with it."

The members of the Meng family cautiously did not go there. When the sky was slightly brighter, the forward quietly followed the path through the woods, but only found a large pile of corpses lying on the road.

Fu Mian hurried back before dawn, took a shower, and slipped into Song Yuzhang's blanket in a cool body. Song Yuzhang woke up and was hugged by Fu Mian very hard. He heard Fu Mian say: "I want to bring You go back to Haizhou."