Wealthy Child Bride: Hello, Mr. President

   At the same time, a dozen black-clothed bodyguards rushed out of the Sifang intersection.

   "President Fu!"

   "President Fu!"

  Han Xiaoye felt the power on his body weighed heavily, she raised her head in panic, and saw the arrogant man closing his eyes in pain, with cold sweat all over his forehead.

   "Little uncle, don't scare me." Han Xiaoye's voice trembled, "You talk."

   The man who frowned tightly hoarsely said, "I'm fine."

  The ticking blood dripped from the man's vigorous wrist to the ground, fainting...

Blood!

   So much, so much blood!

  Han Xiaoye's face turned pale, she bit her lower lip and turned to the man's back.

  The surroundings were all silent.

   When her eyes touched the man's **** back, she finally got out of her anger!

   Sulfuric acid!

   That lunatic poured acid!

  Han Xiaoye's eyes blushed, trying his best to restrain himself to calm down. She can't mess up! There must be no chaos at this time! But her body couldn't help trembling. Even under the warm sunlight, there was wind in her cold bones.

  Fu Zhiyan helped her block the sulfuric acid in order to protect her...not mineral water, but sulfuric acid!

   The heart seemed to be pinched, and it became difficult to breathe.

   She clenched her fists, her palms tingling, and then she recovered her voice, "Where's the car! Contact the hospital, go to the hospital immediately!"

   The smell of blood was strong, and she raised her head fiercely to look at the crazy girl and the reporter who was cackling. Roaring with extreme anger, "Shoot your sister! Stop slapping it!"

   The crazy girl opposite seemed to know that she was in a big disaster, and turned around and ran away. Han Xiaoye found it sharply, "Catch her! Don't let her run away!"

   There were more and more people around, and Fu Zhiyan's bodyguards moved quickly and quickly caught the girl who was constantly cursing. At about the same time, the car drove over.

  Han Xiaoye helped Fu Zhiyan into the car.

   galloped all the way, and after running through countless red lights, finally arrived at the hospital.

   Because Han Xiaoye contacted Qin Fang in advance, the medical staff surrounded him almost as soon as the car stopped. As fast as possible, people were sent to the emergency room.

  Click.

  The door closed, and the red surgery lighted up.

  Qin Fang was still wearing casual clothes and came in a hurry. When I saw the short-haired girl sitting on the ground and buried her head between her knees, she was shocked, "Little niece, what's going on?"

  Han Xiaoye raised his head, his lips were terribly white, "Uncle, he... Uncle was splashed with sulfuric acid."

  Qin Fang took a deep breath, clamped her shoulders, and asked eagerly, "Sulfuric acid? How could it be splashed with sulfuric acid?"

"I have no idea."

   "Why don't you know? Aren't you with Zhiyan?!" Qin Fang was a little anxious, and his tone of voice was inevitably bad.

  Han Xiaoye lowered his head with a pale face, "I'm sorry."

   She really didn't know that the girl suddenly appeared and poured sulfuric acid on her. She didn't know why.

   And those reporters, she didn't know what was going on.

   By the time she recovered, Fu Zhiyan had already helped her block the sulfuric acid and was injured.

   Qin Fang took a deep breath and controlled his temper, "How long has it been since you stopped talking?"

   "More than ten minutes."

   "Auntie and Big Brother Fu Xiao..."

  Han Xiaoye hurriedly said, "I've already called Aunt Feng and Uncle, and they said they'll come right away."

   "What about the one who poured acid?"

   "Caught, at the police station."

   Qin Fang glanced at her and noticed that there was no blood on her always energetic little face, and she couldn't bear it. After a pause, "I was too anxious just now, little niece, don't take it to heart."

   He and Fu Zhiyan grew up together, and he had never seen a man who was the proudest of the heavens get hurt.

   Especially sulfuric acid...

   One is anxious, forgetting that Han Xiaoye is also innocent.

   In such an urgent situation, she can handle everything calmly, which is already very good. After all, she is still an 18-year-old girl. No matter how sturdy she is at ordinary times, she is probably terrified. Besides, Zhiyan was originally hers... Qin Fang calmed down and felt that he had gone too far, but he couldn't say the words to apologize.

   He could only pace back and forth in the operating room impatiently.

   After half an hour.

  Fu Xiao, Mo Xiaxia and Feng Yaqin are all here, Mo Xiaxia and Fu Xiao are asking about the doctor. Feng Yaqin noticed the girl who had been white-faced and waved to her, "Xiaoye, come to Aunt Feng's place."

  Han Xiaoye raised his head but did not move.

   She felt ashamed.

   Little uncle was injured because of her, she really had no face to see Feng Yaqin.

   She couldn't come, so Feng Yaqin walked over, hugged her, and patted her stiff back, "Okay, it's alright."

   Maybe the soothing hand on the back is too warm, or maybe it's really suppressed for too long. All the emotions that had accumulated to the top exploded in an instant. Han Xiaoye's eyes were red, and he cried out like a small beast.

   She cried out of breath.

   Tightly grabbed Feng Yaqin's clothes corner. For this reason, she also cried very suppressed, softly, as if crying out was a big sin.

   She was really scared.

   Never was never so scared.

   She wished it was herself who was splashed with sulfuric acid.

  If...if Fu Zhiyan has anything, what will she do? what to do?

   "It's alright, it's alright. Girl Ono, it will be alright if you stop talking." Feng Yaqin felt distressed by her crying.

   Just at this moment, the door of the operating room opened.

   The doctor in the white coat came out sweating, "Who is Han Xiaoye, the patient wants to see you."

  Fu Zhiyan wants to see her?

  Han Xiaoye wiped his eyes and said in a panic, "I, it's me."

The doctor    looked at her in surprise and said, "Come in."

  Han Xiaoye followed him into the operating room. The noble man lay quietly on the operating table, lit by the white woven lamp, which made his face suffocatingly beautiful.

   His shirt has been taken off, revealing the skin of white jade. It's a pity that the burn on that beautiful back was particularly dazzling.

  Han Xiaoye was very distressed, his eyes were red, and he wanted to cry again. But she tried her best to hold back, and desperately twitched the corners of her mouth, revealing a smile that was uglier than crying, "Fu Zhiyan."

   The man with his eyes closed opened his eyes, his phoenix eyes were gleaming, deep and solemn. When he touched her red and swollen eyes, the man's eyes narrowed and his thin lips moved, "Ugly."

   "What?" Han Xiaoye didn't hear clearly.

"ugly."

   This time, the words are clear and round.

The medical staff around    were stunned for a moment, and one of the doctor's assistants couldn't help lowering his head and snickering.

Depend on! Han Xiaoye heard it clearly, he said she was ugly!

   specially called her in, just to call her ugly? ! Just wanted to refute, but as soon as he saw the **** wound on his back, he choked up again when he refuted, and only hummed, "No matter how ugly you are, you can't go back."