Fu Qinglun's upper body was naked. He had lost a lot of weight over the past few days, but his tanned skin was still very well-proportioned. He had a muscular chest and a six-pack. He wasn't as muscular as Lu Yan, but he exuded a noble aura.
The wound on his chest had torn open again. Looking at the bloody mess, he stretched out his long fingers to take the disinfectant and poured it on his wound to disinfect it.
The burning pain made his forehead break out in cold sweat again. Beads of perspiration trickled down his handsome face and stained his trousers.
Soon after, he picked up the needle and thread from the medical tray and sewed up the wound himself.
Because there was no anesthetic, the long and slender needle pierced his skin and flesh.
He gritted his teeth and didn't make a sound, but his muscles were bulging. He was also made of flesh and blood, so of course he was in pain.
The doctors and nurses at the side gasped when they saw this scene. They had been in the medical field for so many years, but they had never seen someone as stubborn as Fu Qinglun.
"Qinglun, what are you … doing? You child!" Madam Fu promptly covered her mouth with her hands, tears welling up in her eyes.
That's right, she was the one who had ordered the doctors not to sew up his wound.
This child's heart was as clear as a mirror, he already knew about it. Ever since she had entered, he hadn't spoken to her, he hadn't even looked at her.
He was stubborn and didn't want to make a sound.
He knew what she wanted to do. He had already given her a silent answer. Such determination.
Tears welled up in Mrs. Fu's eyes and she quickly covered her mouth with her hand. Having raised such a big son, she also had feelings for him. Seeing him sewing up his own wound without anesthesia, she could feel her heart ache.
But Rongrong …
Rongrong begged her every day, crying in front of her — - Mom, I like Brother Qinglun, I want to marry Brother Qinglun. If Brother Qinglun doesn't want me, I don't want to live anymore …
Last night, Rongrong had taken a knife and cut her wrist. If the servants hadn't discovered it in time, she would have committed suicide.
Rongrong had to have Fu Qinglun.
Both sides were flesh and blood, Madam Fu was stuck in the middle. No matter what she did, her heart ached.
"Brother Qinglun, doesn't it hurt?" Rong 'rong walked forward quickly and stood beside Fu Qinglun. "Brother Qinglun, as long as you agree to marry me, the doctor will treat you. What's wrong with marrying me? You'll still be my son, the Young Master of the Fu family. We'll be family."
Fu Qinglun had already stitched up the wound. His skills were terrible and the wound looked like a caterpillar. He lifted his eyes to look at Rong 'rong and his dark red lips curved into a sarcastic smile. "Go back and look at yourself in the mirror. Scram!"
"…"
Rong 'rong's pretty face turned pale. She was humiliated by Fu Qinglun's words.
"Mom, look at Brother Qinglun!" Rong 'rong tugged at Madam Fu's sleeve.
Madam Fu looked at Fu Qinglun, "Qinglun …"
"Madam Fu," Fu Qinglun's voice was very hoarse. "If this hospital can't accommodate me, you don't have to chase me away. I'll leave on my own."
Fu Qinglun stood up from the bed.
"Qinglun, I didn't mean it that way. Have a good rest here, I'll make a move first." Madam Fu pulled Rongrong away.
…
They had left.
There was only silence around him.
Fu Qinglun bent down and placed his hand on his wound.
The man's handsome body slid down and he sat on the floor beside the bed.
The doctor promptly went forward. This man used to be the young master of this hospital and his impression of him was that he was refined and noble. This was the first time the doctor saw this man sitting on the cold floor, looking very pathetic.
The floor of the hospital was a little mottled.
"Young Master Fu, don't move. I'll help you with the bandages."
The doctor helped him with the bandages and Fu Qinglun moved his thin lips. "You can leave first."
"Yes, Young Master Fu." The doctor left.
He was the only one left in the ward. Fu Qinglun gently leaned the back of his head against the side of the bed. His throat was dry and his throat was moving up and down. He opened his palm.
The green foxtail ring was still lying quietly in his palm.
She had thrown it away and he had picked it up.
He pulled his thin lips into a faint curve and gently closed his eyes.
…
Lin Shiyu received a call from her assistant, Steamed Bun.
"Lion, bad news. Someone from the top has banned you. All your songs and albums have been removed from all the major websites and shelves. Someone has frozen you." Steamed Bun's panicked voice could be heard through the phone.
Lin Shiyu knitted her pretty brows. It must be Fu Jingtong's doing.
Now that Fu Jingtong had taken over Fu Qinglun's position, he was already in power in Karghalik. It wouldn't be difficult for him to ban her.
"Steamed Bun, you should go back to Singapore first. Many things have happened recently. I'll look for you after I've settled them. As long as I'm alive, we can still make a comeback," Lin Shiyu said calmly.
"Alright, Lion, I'll listen to you. But before I leave, I have to hand over some things to you. Lion, let's meet at CC Bar," Steamed Bun said.
Lin Shiyu looked at the time and nodded. "Alright."
…
CC Bar.
Lin Shiyu found Steamed Bun and Steamed Bun pushed a cardboard box over to her. "Lion, these are all your things. I've already packed them up."
"Steamed Bun, thank you."
Looking at Lin Shiyu's clear eyes, Steamed Bun started to evade her gaze.
At this moment, there was a round of applause and a familiar voice could be heard. "Shiyu, you don't have to thank Steamed Bun. Steamed Bun is my manager now."
Lin Shiyu lifted her eyes to look, it was Lu Qi 'er.
"Shiyu, not only is your manager now mine, I'll also replace you and make a comeback in the music industry. All your resources are mine." Lu Qi 'er looked at Lin Shiyu arrogantly.
Lin Shiyu glanced at Lu Qi 'er, then looked at Steamed Bun. "What else are you hiding from me?"
Steamed Bun didn't dare to look Lin Shiyu in the eye. She hid behind Lu Qi 'er.
At this moment, there was another set of footsteps. Another person had arrived.
Fu Jingtong.
Lin Shiyu's eyes flickered, she understood everything. She curved her red lips coldly. "Young Master Jingtong, you're holding onto my mother now and you're still afraid that I'll retaliate? Don't you think it's unnecessary for you to play this game? "
Fu Jingtong sat on the sofa in the private room. He looked up and down at Lin Shiyu's exquisite figure, then patted his thigh. "Come over, sit on my lap."
"You want to play with women? I think Lu Qi 'er is quite suitable. You two are a match made in heaven, I won't accompany you anymore! "Lin Shiyu turned around to leave.
But she couldn't leave. A bodyguard in black grabbed her slender arm and pushed her towards Fu Jingtong.
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