Fu Shiyan did a simple cleaning, then sat on the chair next to the hospital bed, leaning on his long legs with his elbows. He didn't know what he was thinking about, and his face was dim and unclear.
Jiang Shu was given anesthesia and was still awake. At this time, his lips were pale and his face was wrapped with gauze, and he was not aggressive in any way.
He just looked at it for a long time. The phone rang in his trouser pocket for a long time. Before the other party almost lost his patience, he got up and went to the balcony to answer it.
Jiang Shu slept all night, and the anesthesia wore off the next morning. She struggled to open her eyes and saw the worried face of Ju's mother.
"Madam, you're finally awake. I've stewed honey bird's nest to replenish blood. Drink it while it's hot." Ju's mother was very happy to see that she had woken up, and came forward with a bowl in hand.
Jiang Shu shook his head, "Am I not in the hospital?" How could I be in Mingyuan?
"Mr. Fu brought you back early in the morning."
Jiang Shu wiped his face and felt the texture of gauze, "Where are the others?"
"Sir, he is in the study. There are guests at home."
Her mind was not yet clear, so she got out of bed and ran to the mirror to take a look at herself. Half of her face was covered and looked ugly. She remembered that the scar from Master Li was quite long.
"Madam, don't worry. The doctor said the injury is not deep and it will heal soon without leaving any scars."
"But I have a scarred constitution." Jiang Shu was frustrated. Every cut he got would result in bruises. It would take ten days and a half to heal, let alone such a long wound on his face.
Moreover, if her face is disfigured, who can still look up to her?
Jiang Shu sat paralyzed, his back full of despair. It was all Jiang Zhou's fault. In order to save such a scumbag like him, she spent all her money on it! If I had known better, I wouldn't have gone!
Thinking of Jiang Zhou, Jiang Shu was excited. No, she still had to go find Fu Shiyan.
"Hey madam!" Ju's mother saw her running out barefoot.
The study door was not closed tightly. Jiang Shu scratched the wall and heard movement inside. It was Liang Qiu who came.
"Li Wanli was very angry when he found out that his brother had lost one of his hands. He threatened that even if he gave Wanjing to Zhou Liangqi, he would not cooperate with the Fu family. Now there is a lot of public opinion in the circle."
Liang Qiu was sitting on the sofa with his legs crossed and his tone was frivolous, as if he was watching the fun.
"According to me, Ayan, you are indeed too impulsive. Li Qianjing has been working as a loan shark for so many years, and the forces behind it are intricate. You caused trouble with just one blow, especially at the juncture of the acquisition case. The price is quite high."
Fu Shiyan held the mobile phone in his hand and flicked it carelessly, looking very calm and calm.
"Li Wanli is really that capable, and his good-for-nothing brother won't let me beat him."
Liang Qiu pondered: "Why, Jiang Shu's face is so valuable? It's worth paying 10,000 yuan for it."
"It's not worth anything, and Wanjing is still mine in the end. I just have to take some detours." Fu Shiyan put down his cell phone, already confident, as if this matter had no impact on him at all.
Liang Qiu clicked his tongue, "Where is Jiang Zhou?"
"Place him at your place, let him suffer a little, pay off the debt slowly, and tell Li Qianjing that this is my apology to him." The sneer on the corner of Fu Shiyan's mouth made people shudder, "After all, I was too harsh and I was wrong.
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There was no hint of remorse in this tone, but it made people think that he didn't beat him hard enough.
Jiang Shu listened intently. At this moment, Fu Shiyan suddenly raised his eyes and looked at the door, "Have you heard enough?"
She shook, held on to the door and fell in, falling into darkness.