128: C128 She Was the Wife of the Third Young Master

C128 She Was the Wife of the Third Young Master

Fu Sihan finished reading the email from Europe and looked up. The delicate woman was lying on the sofa with her head hanging down. She looked tired.

Fu Sihan had never taken care of a woman. The only person he had taken care of was his brother, Fu Nanzhu. Fu Nan had grown up and had the same strong genes. He did not need to take care of her.

At this moment, Fu Sihan suddenly realized that Yan Wanwan had taken care of him for the whole day. She had probably spent the night with him during the surgery last night.

A strange dull pain and guilt came from his heart.

Fu Sihan pulled out the needle. The moment he got off the bed, he felt a sharp pain in his leg.

He stopped for less than a second. He endured the pain and continued forward. He held the spare blanket in his hand and sat beside Yan Wanwan.

The sofa sank naturally with the weight. Yan Wanwan's body leaned towards Fu Sihan.

Her head fell on the man's shoulder.

Fu Sihan's shoulder was injured, but he did not feel any pain at all.

When he saw the layer of green eye bags in front of Yan Wanwan, the bitterness in Fu Sihan's heart kept fermenting.

He covered Yan Wanwan with a thin blanket with one hand, tilted his head and planted a kiss on her forehead.

Dusk and sunset, the sky was filled with multicolored light.

Fu Sihan quietly looked at the woman's sleeping face and restrained his desire to touch her face.

When it was time for ward rounds, Bai Shu came in and saw such a scene.

Bai Shu was shocked, "Three..."

Just as she spoke, she was stopped by a man's gaze.

Fu Sihan even used his gaze to warn her to go out.

Bai Shu was so angry that her words were stuck in her throat. She only recovered after a long while. She braced herself and walked over, whispering to the patient.

"Third Young Master, you need to lie down and rest. You also have injuries on your legs and cannot walk. Your body is not a joke. Can't you feel the injury on your shoulder? You have discovered... "

"Oh..." The sleeping woman unconsciously muttered.

Wanwan frowned and her eyes were still closed, as if she felt that she was disturbed from a good sleep.

"Get out!" Fu Sihan suppressed his voice and looked at her coldly.

He really did not want his life!

Bai Shu shook her head helplessly. She did not understand how Fu Sheng's scum father gave birth to his two sons, Fu Sihan, and Fu Nanzhu.

Her brother had broken off relations with her brother for the sake of a woman.

Now, her brother was injured for the sake of a woman. He didn't care about the pain, and he didn't want his life.

Sigh, I can't afford to offend him!

...

Wanwan opened her eyes and saw the night sky outside the window.

Her mind was clear and what appeared in her mind was the last scene before she fell asleep. The facial features of the man in her mind coincided with the face in front of her.

The only difference was that he was on the bed before, and now he was beside her.

... Beside her? !

Wanwan jumped up in shock, "Third Elder Brother, why did you get off the bed? Did... did I lean on you just now? Why didn't you call me? Did I touch your wound?"

The woman was shocked and her eyes were full of concern.

A part of Fu Sihan's chest caved in, and it was completely wrapped in softness.

He picked up the thin blanket next to him and casually put it on his body, saying, "I'm hungry."

"I'll help you to the bed first, then go make dinner?"

Wanwan's hand had just reached over when it was blocked by the man.

The man said, "Go make dinner."

Wanwan carefully looked at him a few times and there was nothing unusual on his face. Fu Sihan was moody and it was normal that he did not want to see her.

What Yan Wanwan did not know was that not long after she went out, Bai Shu rushed into the ward with the nurse.

"You don't feel the wound is broken?"

Bai Shu lifted the thin blanket. Bright red blood had already seeped out and dyed the blue and white hospital gown red.

"Stop talking nonsense. Hurry up." Fu Sihan urged impatiently.

Yan Wanwan cooked very quickly and had to treat her wound before she came back.

Bai Shu curled her lips and let the two bodyguards who came in to help Fu Sihan back to the bed. She ordered the nurse to help him and quickly bandage his wound again.

"Your leg needs to be redone. Please don't do anything stupid, Young Master! Otherwise, your Mrs Fu will suspect that I am a quack in the future."

The door was pushed open from the outside with a bang.

"Third Young Master, are you alright?"

Ning Yichun rushed in with a Prada and held Fu Sihan's hand anxiously.

Fu Sihan looked at the hand holding his wrist with a gloomy face.

"Miss Lin, Third Young Master is injured. Please let go!" Bai Shu quickly pulled Ning Yichun's hand away, afraid that Fu Sihan would go crazy.

After knowing Yan Wanwan for so many years, Bai Shu had only seen Fu Sihan was willing to have intimate physical contact with Yan Wanwan alone.

"Why are you here?" Fu Sihan's expression was cold.

"I ran into Young Master Shang. He told me." Ning Yichun was half-wronged, half-spoiled. "Third Young Master, why didn't you tell me you were hurt?"

Shang Junchi did not know that he had been blacklisted.

He had clearly accidentally leaked it, so it was not like he had seen a ghost. "Tell me, okay?"

"I'm fine. You can go back now." Fu Sihan put on the new patient uniform and ordered Ning Yichun to leave.

"I don't want it!" Ning Yichun pouted unhappily, "I want to take care of you!"

"My wife will take care of me."

However, with just a few words, Fu Sihan already felt impatient.2

"Uh, there are guests?" Wanwan carried a wooden tray with dinner on it.

Ning Yichun frowned and sized Yan Wanwan up and down, "It's you again?"

... What does this young lady think of her the same as looking at the mistress?

The last time at Galaxy Hotel, Wanwan did not clearly see Ning Yichun's appearance. Now looking at this socialite in front of her, she did not remember for a moment.

"May I ask young lady who you are...?"

"You actually do not know me? We've met before!" Ning Yichun felt that Yan Wanwan was still deliberately provoking her. It was definitely a deliberate provocation!

Do I have the obligation to remember you?

You don't even know where you have seen it before...

Wanwan seriously shook her head, indicating that she really did not know him.

Bai Shu pursed her lips and held back her laughter. Yan Wanwan was one of the few people who could make this arrogant and domineering young lady suffer.

"Mrs Fu, this is Miss Ning Yichun." Bai Shu introduced, "Miss Ning, this is Third Young Master's wife."

"Hello, Miss Lin." Wanwan greeted him politely.

Ning Yichun snorted in disdain and caught a glimpse of Fu Sihan looking at Yan Wanwan from the corner of her eye. The anger in her heart instantly rose. When she saw the dishes that Yan Wanwan had brought over, she raised her hand and flipped it over on the ground.

"Ah -"

"Clang -"

"Snap ~ ~ ~"

The wooden tray fell to the ground and the porcelain bowl shattered. The food and soup inside the bowl fell to the ground, accompanied by Yan Wanwan's scream.

What Wanwan made tonight was a stir-fried pork liver that was beneficial to raw blood. It was a fresh, fragrant, and fat garlic fan of the Arctic Shrimp. There was also a serving of pure vegetarian sour and spicy potato strips, as well as a bowl of rice full of rice grains. In order to increase the taste of the rice, she added corn kernels when cooking.

Now, it was all sprinkled on the ground, and it was a mess.

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