Chapter 226: 226: Fu Xiting on the news
Chapter 226 226: Fu Xiting on the news
Yi Tian hung up the phone, looking at Jiang Yi, who was lying on the bed and breathing weakly.
Tears flow down unconsciously.
The pain is indescribable. She has already lost one daughter in her life, and she is not sure if she can bear it after losing the second one.
But she knew that what she had to do right now was to keep Jiang Yi.
Now, all she can look for is Fu Xiting.
"Water," Zou Yin pried open the door and poured Yi Tian a glass of water.
Yi Tian wiped away his tears, and took it with his hand.
"If I don't find a perfect solution to live here in advance, I won't call the police."
Yi Tian looked at Zou Yin, not knowing what to say for a while, thank you?
It shouldn't be, because Jiang Yi is Zou Yin's daughter in essence.
No thanks?
But Zou Yin didn't know all this.
Yi Tian thanked Zou Yin with sobs after all.
During the day, news of Zhao Zhen's injury spread throughout the capital.
The Zhao family was in turmoil.
In the hospital, Zhao Ying roared one after another: "Why can't the murderer be found, monitoring? Did you check it?"
The police knew the status of the Zhao family well, so they dared to be perfunctory.
"I checked, the monitoring of that section of the road was just overhauled a while ago, and it was a rainy night, do you know why Mr. Zhao went to that alley?"
"How do you do things?" Zhao Ying kept roaring.
The policeman was in a cold sweat.
This Zhao family is simply a hot potato.
Whoever picks up is an idiot.
"If Ms. Zhao doesn't believe me, we can find a trustworthy person to assist us in the investigation. We also want to solve the case as soon as possible. We are here today to contact your family members to understand the situation, not to be your punching bag and get scolded."
Beside him, a young boy who was not afraid of death yelled at Zhao Ying.
"Don't you want to do it anymore?" Zhao Ying glared at him angrily.
"If you don't answer the question well, it will only delay the time to solve the case. It's not like Zhao Juan who has been in the negotiating field doesn't even know about this?"
"Xiaoying, that's enough," Bu Si reprimanded Zhao Ying: "He's here for work."
Zhao Ying took a deep breath, turned around and looked away.
Just turned around and saw Wu Jiangbai coming from a distance.
Wu Jiangbai was wearing a black suit, and the secretary followed behind, carrying a fruit basket.
Everyone who understands this scene knows what's going on.
After Bu Si dealt with the police, he saw Wu Jiangbai walking towards them.
"Mr. Wu."
"Mrs. Zhao," Wu Jiangbai glanced at the secretary, who handed over the fruit basket in his hand.
"Mr. Zhao is okay?"
"The doctor said it was in danger."
As Bu Si spoke, a sob choked up at the right time.
Wu Jiangbai nodded, and said a few polite words: "Mr. Zhao is an auspicious person, so there won't be any big problems. Director Fu contacted academician Jiang, an expert in surgery in the capital, and he is on his way right now. "
"Thank you Director Fu, thank you Director Fu."
"Take a step to speak?"
Walking to the fire escape on the side, Wu Jiangbai asked the secretary to look at the door of the fire escape behind him, and asked the bodyguard to watch downstairs.
"Madam Zhao doesn't know yet, does she? The plane crash of the international negotiator in early May has been exposed."
Bu Si trembled all over, and Wu Jiangbai politely helped him up.
"Someone picked up a note at the scene of the crime early in the morning. The word Jiang Fu was written on the note, but the people who came and went thought it was not important information and threw it away. If this note fell into the hands of the police, eventually What will happen? I don’t need to tell you in detail, Mrs. Zhao, Mr. Fu means that he can’t get dirty on his body, if it gets dirty, he will shake it out.”
"The thing is what you want to send up, if you implicate innocent people——."
It doesn't matter if Wu Jiangbai doesn't say anything later.
Bu Si naturally knew all of this.
Fu Xiting came up with a sweet date, and then slapped him down.
Bu Si was almost overwhelmed by the fight.
This move of courtesy first and soldiers later can be said to have given her enough face.
It also gave her a sense of crisis.
Fortunately, she just sent the police away without saying anything.
Otherwise, the consequences will be disastrous.
When Wu Jiangbai left, he glanced at Zhao Ying who was sitting on a chair in the operating room.
When the eyes swept over, there was no extra warmth.
"Mom, what did President Wu say?"
Bu Si supported the wall, his wrist trembling.
He glanced at the servant standing aside.
The latter told Zhao Ying all this after leaving her, and Zhao Ying was terrified: "How could it be?"
"Did you feel any suspicious person around you recently?"
Zhao Ying thought about it carefully, then shook her head: "No."
"Think about it, if this matter comes to light, we will all be finished."
At ten o'clock in the morning, Guan Qing brought someone to pick up Jiang Yi.
Seeing Jiang Yi lying lifeless on the hospital bed, he was obviously frightened.
"Mrs. Jiang, Director Fu asked me to pick him up."
"Where are you going?" Yi Tian asked nervously.
"Director Fu asked me to give Mrs. Jiang a word. There are some things, don't know too much. If you want to keep your daughter, you should stand in a suitable position."
This is a reminder.
Yi Tian naturally knew.
She froze in place without saying a word.
"I took the person away, Madam Jiang, don't worry, she will return to Zhao intact."
…
Fu Xiting's warning seems to be useless.
Today, the news media is still wantonly broadcasting news.
In addition to the Zhao family, the Lin family was also in turmoil. When Zhao Zhen had an accident, Lin Han was the first to be affected.
In the living room of the Lin family, Lin Han was furious, and Wu Mei stood aside with a serious face, frequently contacting the outside world with his mobile phone.
"What did the media say?"
"I didn't say anything, my mouth was very strict."
"Do you want to go to the hospital to see Zhao Zhen?" Wu Mei asked.
Lin Han frowned and thought for a while: "It's not convenient for me to come forward, you go."
"Where's the son?"
"Don't mention that evil to me."
Lin Han felt his brain buzzing when he heard Lin Jingzhou's name now.
Things happened one after another.
Before Zhao Zhen's operation was over, Lin Jingzhou was summoned by the police.
When the secretary told this, Lin Han had a look of disbelief.
"You're saying it again."
"The police took Lin Fan away, saying that Lin Fan was the last person to appear at the scene where Mr. Zhao was injured."
Wu Mei suddenly thought of what happened last night, and looked at Lin Han in panic.
Inexplicably, she was a little worried, worried that Zhao Zhen was written by Lin Jingzhou.
If Lin Jingzhou really wanted to avenge Jiang Yi, then this matter would be complicated.
"Why did he appear near that?"
The secretary shook his head to express his ignorance.
Those who don’t know all of this are fine, and those who know all of this don’t say something wonderful?
Jiang Yi killed Zhao Zhen, and his ex-fiancé went to make atonement for his father.
How wonderful it would be if it were put in the TV series at eight o'clock?
Three days later.
Fu Xiting recovered from his serious injury.
External media are still precarious in order to make money.
Fu Xiting leaned on the hospital bed in hospital clothes, looked at Guan Qing standing in front of him: "How is the little lady?"
"Still the same."
Fu Xiting closed his eyes, Guan Qing handed over the water cup, Fu Xiting took the cup and took a sip of water.
The voice is still weak: "What's the matter?"
"Lin Jingzhou is still in the police station, and he doesn't say anything when asked. The little lady communicated with Zhao Zhen after stabbing Zhao Zhen, but she didn't know what she said. Lin Jingzhou was hit hard. The hype is getting stronger and stronger, the news you asked us to release has already been released, and many people on the forum are questioning that Jiang Fu's death is related to Zhao Zhen."
"Zhao Zhen hasn't woken up yet, and the Zhao family hasn't disclosed any information to the media or the police, but they don't dare to blatantly bail Lin Jingzhou out."
"No one found out about the little lady."
For Fu Xiting, the first few sentences are nonsense, and the latter sentence is what he wants to hear.
Fu Xiting wanted to move, but he seemed to be dragging the wound.
Painful brows frowned.
"Show me the forum."
That stab was not shallow, and Fu Xiting still feels pain all over his body.
Guan Qing handed over the phone, and Fu Xiting flipped through it casually.
【Really related? I was very skeptical, this Zhao Ying is logically not qualified enough to enter the Negotiating Academy, how could he be promoted so quickly]
【Has no one noticed that the old leader of the original negotiation institute has retired? 】
【The work of the entire negotiating institute has been abandoned】
【Let Zhao Ying directly take over the Negotiation Institute】
【It is the heroine in your mouth】
【A woman who wants ability but no ability, means but no means, ability but no ability, and can only rely on her family background】
【A few days ago, I heard people from the Negotiating Institute complain about Zhao Ying not being responsible for eating outside】
【So it's true? Then if Jiang Pan's death was really related to them, why didn't they continue to investigate? 】
【It’s been said that people have family backgrounds, how is it easy to investigate the background music? 】
【A black hand can block the light of many people, do you know? 】
【It's just that poor Jiang Pan's parents are big bosses, but they turned white overnight because of the death of their daughter】
Fu Xiting glanced at the forum and handed the phone back to Guan Qing.
"Get the word out that I'm hurt."
Guan Qing was surprised: "No, Director Fu, once the news of your injury is released, the stock of Dongting Group will inevitably plummet. The impact on the company will be extraordinary, and those small shareholders are not honest recently."
Wu Jiangbai also persuaded: "No, what Guan Qing said makes sense."
"How can the news that has been hidden with great difficulty be released again, so that people can catch it? What is the difference between this and the self-conscious grave?"
"Listen to me," the man said firmly, as if there was no room for slowing down.
"Director Fu." Guan Qing was eager.
Looking at Wu Jiangbai, he seemed to want him to persuade him. What did Wu Jiangbai think of, and asked Fu Xiting cautiously: "Is Director Fu trying to divert Zhao's attention with the news of his own injury?"
As long as the popularity of the Zhao family goes down, the media won’t hold on to the matter of Zhao Zhen’s injury, nor will they blindly search for the real culprit.
Fu Dong’s move—it feels like sacrificing himself to become a wife.
This relationship has lasted until now, and they have never seen a little love for Fu Xiting from Jiang Yi.
Now, in the face of Fu Xiting's self-sacrifice, Wu Jiangbai just wants to say, Jiang Yi, what can she do?
Guan Qing and Wu Jiangbai looked at each other, not knowing what to say for a while.
At noon this day, the news of Fu Xiting's injury spread, and the media frantically took advantage of the loopholes to find out the truth. Obviously, Fu Xiting's news was more exciting than Zhao Zhen's news.
is also more able to win traffic.
Everyone wants to gnaw fast bones crazily.
But how can this merchant and wealthy businessman let them get what they want?
On July 23rd, someone from Dongting Group posted a photo of Fu Xiting entering the hospital covered in blood. This photo was repeatedly fired by the media for two days. Just when the media had nothing to speculate, someone released it again. A photo of Fu Xiting being ejected from the emergency room.
Fu Xiting is like raising fish, feeding them bit by bit, whetting their appetite bit by bit.
Don't let the heat drop, but definitely don't give them too much material.
On July 25th, Fu Xiting was able to get out of bed and act, so he didn't care about the group of media who were starving for food.
At this point, a week has passed since the wedding.
Zhao Zhen is still unconscious, Lin Jingzhou has been taken away by Lin Han.
Fu Xiting also returned to Yu Garden.
Things are still hanging in the middle without resolution.
Suxin was overjoyed to see Fu Xiting return home.
"Where's the little lady?"
Fu Xiting looked around, but he didn't see Jiang Yi, but the two cats were quite active in the house.
"The little lady is in the master bedroom."
"how are things?"
"The doctor came to treat the wound, but he didn't eat or drink much. He just ate a bowl of porridge for most of the day, and he didn't talk."
Jiang Yi was sluggish, for a whole week, Suxin felt that this week was simply suffering.
I have never seen Jiang Yi like this.
"I'll go up and have a look," Fu Xiting waved his hand, signaling Guan Qing and the others not to follow.
He pushed open the door and went in, only to see that the whole room was completely blocked by thick blackout curtains.
The man walked to the window and opened the curtains with a clatter.
Some people who have been lying in bed without seeing the sun for a few days can't adapt to the light, so they pull up the quilt to realize their eyes.
In just two or three seconds, the quilt was ripped away.
Fu Xiting held the quilt in one hand, and stood condescendingly by the bed, looking at Jiang Yi.
Without saying a word.
After thinking for a while, she dialed the internal line and asked Suxin to bring two people up to clean the room.
He didn't leave either.
First, I took a set of home clothes from the cloakroom, and then went into the bathroom to wash my face.
When came out, Suxin was vacuuming the floor with a vacuum cleaner.
Although the business is so big, the person lying on the bed is still like a dead person without even turning over.
From 3:00 pm to 7:00 pm, the movement in the bedroom never stopped.
Jiang Yi didn't want to speak, and Fu Xiting didn't force her to speak.
But there are many people coming and going.
Fu Xiting moved his business to the bedroom, the sound of reporting, answering the phone, and keyboard sounded one after another.
At seven thirty-five in midsummer, the sky is still dark, the mist is gradually receding, and the twilight will not come.
The keyboard that Fu Xiting was wandering in his hand stopped in Jiang Yi's words.
She said, "Can you get out?"
Fu Xiting took a sip of boiled water from the cup beside him, and asked Jiang Yi, "Why should I go out?"
He said again: "This is my home."
Jiang Yi stopped talking.
Fu Xiting put down the cup and continued to move: "Look at you, how pitiful you are, you don't even have a place to lick your wounds."
(end of this chapter)