Chapter 411: Don't care about injuries
He didn't have enough strength in his body, he suddenly pushed Fu Huaizheng and staggered for a while.
Unsteady under his feet, he stepped on the glass ballast that was just shattered, and a piece of sharp glass ballast pierced the sole of the shoe, pierced into the flesh, and shreds of bright red blood flowed out.
"Hmm..." The pain came, and he murmured, but his face was still not angry.
When Fu Jiaojiao saw this, her slender eyebrows were slightly frowned, and she quickly lowered her head and did not dare to look directly at his expression.
Her heart cramped, her white teeth bit her lip so as not to exclaim.
Fu Huaizheng twitched the corners of his mouth, his eyes were wistful and a little warm, "Jiaojiao, I know you didn't mean it."
It was him who was clearly injured, yet he still spoke out to comfort another person.
With a fluttering sentence, the tears in Fu Jiaojiao's eyes almost couldn't hold back the tears.
At this moment, the sound of high heels came, she quickly raised her head and trotted behind Mu Changying.
Hiding behind her, a chubby little head appeared, and his mouth pouted, "Sister, who is he? Why do you keep calling me Jiaojiao..."
Staring at the sight of the other party's death, the pressure in Mu Changying's heart doubled.
Damn, this kind of deception is really psychologically stressful.
Her lips were squirming, and a slightly stiff smile appeared on the corners of her lips, "Doctor Fu..."
Fu Huaizheng left the area of the glass ballast, and every time he took a step, there was pain under his feet, and blood was gurgling out.
"Don't lie to me, I know very well that she is my beauty."
This is the little guy he raised, and it is impossible for him to admit her wrong if he is wrong.
Seeing that Fu Jiaojiao's grip on her skirt tightened, Mu Changying sighed helplessly.
"Doctor Fu, you should treat the wound first. If it is infected, it will be bad."
"I'm a doctor, I know my body, and it's just a small injury, nothing serious."
Fu Huaizheng put one hand on the handrail of the stairs, his fingers trembled for a moment, staring at Fu Jiaojiao's small head.
"People are in the Rong Mansion, if you can't run away, you need to deal with the wound first."
Rong Luyuan went upstairs, looked at his bleeding feet, and reached out to rub his swollen forehead.
"Do not……"
"Azhen, resist him to the guest room."
Before Fu Huaizheng could finish speaking, Rong Luyuan had a gloomy face and beckoned to let him go upstairs.
"Ah Zheng, don't resist. If you struggle and fall to the ground and break somewhere, it will be even more difficult to chase the little beauty."
Si Jinzhen went upstairs, shook his head, and regardless of how the man struggled, he put the first resistance on his shoulders and walked steadily towards the guest room.
Fu Huaizheng was annoyed and scolded sharply, "Shut up!"
With dirty thoughts, how could he have bad thoughts about Jiao Jiao? It was raised by him!
Si Jinzhen rolled his eyes, "Okay, okay, I don't care about the injured."
Let's continue to install this stuff. If it wasn't for the sake of it, how could it be so fatal?
However, I didn't expect that this old virgin's way of pursuing people would be so crazy.
"..."
Seeing Fu Huaizheng being resisted, Mu Changying pulled out the girl who was hiding behind her.
Seeing that Fu Jiaojiao was lost and absent-minded, she raised her hand on her head and rubbed it.
"Don't worry, it's alright."
"Really?"
Fu Jiaojiao's absent-minded eyes instantly filled with light, and she raised her head to look at Mu Changying's porcelain white face.
She retracted her hand, nodded her chin, and comforted her softly, "Well, a small injury, it will be alright."
This little girl is actually still very worried about Dr. Fu.