Thinking of this, Assistant Zhang was angry at him for not arguing, and then gave Fu Jingting a sympathetic look.
Cheng Huai's eyes fell on Fu Jingting, who was unconscious with his head raised, and he raised his eyebrows, "Hey, what's wrong with Jingting?"
"Mr. Fu, he has a fever." Assistant Zhang replied with a wry smile.
Rong Shu pursed her lips and said calmly: "If you have a fever, go to the hospital immediately."
After saying that, she looked at Cheng Huai and said, "Come in first."
"Okay!" Cheng Huai entered the room with a bright smile.
Rong Shu didn't even look at Assistant Zhang or Fu Jingting, and closed the door directly.
Assistant Zhang looked at the closed door, finally shook his head, and dragged Fu Jingting away helplessly.
Although Mr. Fu was a little nervous about being alone with Miss Rong and Mr. Cheng.
But even though I was nervous, I couldn't compare to Mr. Fu's body. It was better to take Mr. Fu to the hospital first. When Mr. Fu got better, let Mr. Fu fight with Mr. Cheng and others by himself.
In the apartment, Rong Shu took the flowers from Cheng Huai, found a vase, trimmed the flowers one by one, and put them in the vase.
"Why did Fu Jingting come to see you?" Cheng Huai sat on the sofa, put his hands on the back of his head, and asked pretending to be curious.
Rong Shu didn't hear the temptation in his tone, curled her lips and replied: "You're crazy, you suddenly said something to me, he loves me, you can tell whether it's funny or not."
"What? He told you that he loves you?" Unexpectedly, Cheng Huai did not find it funny, but looked surprised and solemn.
Rong Shu cut the flowers seriously and didn't pay attention to his expression. She nodded, "Yes, but I thought he wanted to tease me, so I didn't take it seriously."
"Haha, that's it!" Cheng Huai twitched his lips and laughed perfunctorily, but his eyes were extremely serious.
He didn't even think that Fu Jingting was having plastic surgery, and Fu Jingting's methods weren't that bad. It could only be said that Fu Jingting was serious.
Fu Jingting... finally found out who he really loved!
"By the way, I haven't asked why you are here suddenly." Rong Shu put the vase full of flowers on the coffee table and sat across from Cheng Huai and asked, interrupting Cheng Huai's thoughts.
Cheng Huai's eyes flashed, and he suppressed the sense of crisis in his heart. He picked up an apple in the fruit plate and took a bite, "I want to talk to you about the fake romance. I plan to find an opportunity tomorrow to let her appear in the house."
In front of the Gu family and his wife."
"Have you decided?" Rong Shu's face turned serious.
Cheng Huai nodded, "Yes, Fake Manqing also agreed."
"Okay, what do you need me to do?" Rong Shu asked.
Cheng Huai touched his stomach and looked pitiful, "Can you cook? I came here on an empty stomach. You can't let me, a guest, not even eat, right?"
Rong Shu didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "It seems that you don't need my help with the fake romantic review at home. Okay, you sit down for a while and I'll go cook."
She stood up and walked towards the kitchen.
In the hospital, the nurse is giving Fu Jingting a fever-reducing injection.
Assistant Zhang stood nearby and asked worriedly, "Is my boss okay?"
"It's nothing. It's just that the rain caused the wound to become inflamed and lead to a fever. Now the wound has been redressed and bandaged. It will be fine when the fever subsides."
"That's good, that's good." Assistant Zhang patted his chest.
The nurse threw away the syringe, hung up the sling bottle for Fu Jingting, and left.
Assistant Zhang took out his cell phone and was about to call Fu's residence to inform the old lady about Fu Jingting's situation.
As a result, Fu Jingting woke up before the call was dialed.
"Mr. Fu." Assistant Zhang put down the phone and helped Fu Jingting up.
Fu Jingting sat on the bedside, the redness on his face had receded, replaced by a sickly pale look.
He looked at the environment in the ward, then at his hand with the intravenous injection, and asked in a hoarse voice, "What's wrong with me?"
"Your wound is inflamed and you have a fever." Assistant Zhang replied.
Fu Jingting closed his eyes, "Who sent me to the hospital?"
Fu Jingting pursed his thin lips and gave him a cold look.
Assistant Zhang looked confused.
what happened?
Why does he feel that Mr. Fu dislikes him for being nosy?
Is it an illusion?
Assistant Zhang coughed lightly and said, "What about that? After you, Mr. Fu, had a fever and passed out, it was Miss Rong who asked me to take you to the hospital."
A bright light flashed in Fu Jingting's deep eyes.
Rong Shu didn't send her here.
But it was Rong Shu who asked Zhang Cheng to send him here.
For a time, Fu Jingting felt somewhat relieved, his face looked much better, and even the air-conditioning around him was reduced a lot.
But at this moment, Assistant Zhang suddenly asked, "Mr. Fu, have Miss Rong forgive you?"
Probably not. If Miss Rong had forgiven Mr. Fu, how could she still let Mr. Fu lie on the ground if he had a fever?
But for confirmation, it would be better to ask Mr. Fu.
Fu Jingting rubbed his temples, his head still a little dizzy, "I fainted before I could say anything."
"..." Assistant Zhang's mouth twitched.
useless!
He thought so in his heart, but he didn't dare to say it. He coughed against his lips and said, "Let's wait until your fever subsides."
"Have you found the hypnotist you were asked to find?" Fu Jingting asked with narrowed eyes.
"I have already contacted one, but he doesn't have time to come over, so I'm looking for someone else," Assistant Zhang replied.
Fu Jingting gritted his teeth and said, "Then contact us as soon as possible. Now let's invite Dr. Su over."
Although Dr. Su couldn't see the problem with him, as an expert in this field, he still had some questions he wanted to ask him.
"Yes." Assistant Zhang nodded in response, then took out his cell phone and contacted Dr. Su.
About an hour later, Dr. Su came to the ward. "Mr. Fu."
"Doctor Su, please sit down." Fu Jingting pointed to the chair on the hospital bed.
Doctor Su thanked him, pulled up a chair and sat down, "Mr. Fu invited me here this time, is it still about the same issue as last time?"
"Yes, last time you suggested that I find more psychiatrists to diagnose whether I was hypnotized. Their diagnosis was the same as yours. I was not hypnotized, but in fact, I was hypnotized." Fu Jingting looked at it.
Dr. Su said.
Dr. Su adjusted his glasses in surprise, "Mr. Fu, are you so sure?"
"I met the person who hypnotized me." Fu Jingting gritted his teeth and said this sentence, and every word was mixed with endless anger and murderous intent.
Dr. Su became interested, "Who is it?"
Hypnosis is a very magical and dangerous thing. It can not only control people's minds, but also delete people's memories.
And some very powerful hypnosis masters can even completely turn a person into a puppet.
It can be said that a hypnosis master who can do this is no different from a god.
Therefore, in some countries, hypnosis has always been regarded as a forbidden technique.
He now began to suspect that a hypnotist who could not be diagnosed by so many psychiatrists might be the kind of hypnotist who was almost like a god.
Because only this level prevents them from detecting it, there are very few masters of this level in the world, and they are all very old. They even signed a treaty not to take action anymore, so now he really wants to know where it is.
A master broke the treaty and took action.
"I don't know. My subordinates are investigating. The only thing I know is that he is very young and a very... good-looking man." Fu Jingting frowned to describe the man's appearance.
To be honest, when a man compliments another on how good-looking he is, there is something subtle about it.
"Young?" Dr. Su was shocked, "How is this possible?"
