The Mysterious Mad Wife Burns the Heavens

Fu Miaoran was summoned urgently by the life-threatening serial number.

He came here with resentment all the way. Have the brothers of the Sheng family been too rampant recently, always treating a well-known famous doctor as a family doctor who comes and goes as soon as he is called?

Did they underestimate him too much?
The more Fu Miaoran thought about it, the more frantic he became. He slammed the car door and entered the villa with the first aid kit in his hands. He was about to ring the doorbell when it happened that the door was unlocked.

Day by day, do they think he is the kind of ordinary doctor who just waits for them to summon him without doing anything all day long?

Fu Miaoran pushed the door aggressively and entered, but in the next moment, his anger disappeared instantly.

He was a little surprised why there was a tragic situation after domestic violence in this room?
The room was full of debris, as if the corners of the table had been cracked, and Fu Miaoran was even more surprised when he saw the third young master of the Sheng family who was huddled in the corner as if he was facing the wall in thought. Didn't he let him come here?

Sheng Hongcheng turned back aggrieved, his eyes kept looking to the side, probably waiting for someone to respond to him.

Fu Miaoran followed the eyes of the third son of the Sheng family, only to find that the young fourth master of the Sheng family who was sitting silently on the low stool had a long cut on his arm, and would occasionally A little fresh blood flowed out, and the blood dripped down his wrist and melted into the blood stain on the ground drop by drop.

From a distance, it really looks like a murder scene.

Fu Miaoran hurriedly trotted over in three steps and made two steps. Looking at the third and fourth young masters in such a state, she asked in a daze: "Is this a fight between you two? Are you using a knife?"

Sheng Liting's face was pale after losing some blood, but his voice was as steady and indifferent as ever. He said: "Su Jin is in the bedroom. She drank alcohol, and now she is a little delirious. Check carefully, he just fell on the back of his head."

"..." Is that Su Jin again?
Fu Miaoran discovered that any relationship between this Sheng family brother and that Su Jin would be bloody!

Didn't she know she couldn't drink?Dare to feel comfortable and start to indulge yourself again?

Seeing that he didn't move, Sheng Liting raised his eyes, "You are a doctor, do you want me to tell you what to do?"

Fu Miaoran put down the first aid kit, took out the emergency hemostatic medicine, and said, "I heard you say that girl won't wake up for a while, so I'll treat your wound first."

Sheng Liting also knew that he couldn't continue to let the blood flow like this, and he had to save some energy to deal with Fu Zhen's matter. He has no news now, and he probably met his uncle.

Fu Miaoran glanced at the cautious third son of the Sheng family, and couldn't help but wonder: "What's the matter with your third brother? Why do I look at him as if he is confessing something?"

"It's not good for you to know too much." Sheng Liting's eyes flashed sharply, "Especially about the Sheng family, do you really want to know?"

Fu Miaoran laughed, "When I didn't say anything, I'll handle it for you quickly."

After saying that, Fu Miaoran directly poured a bottle of hydrogen peroxide on Sheng Liting's wound.

"Bah." Sheng Liting uttered involuntarily.

Fu Miaoran looked at his frowning, and joked, "The wound is a bit deep, so we can only disinfect it like this."

Sheng Liting didn't expose his lie, and quickly recovered his composure, "Su Jin fell on the back of her head and passed out on the spot, will it have any effect?"

"It's not certain, you know that, that position is easy to die." Fu Miaoran suddenly became serious.

Sheng Liting withdrew his hand, "Go and see."

Fu Miaoran didn't move, he raised his head, looked at Sheng Liting who cared so much about that girl with burning eyes, and said: "I have something that I probably shouldn't say, but as a friend, I still want to say that she is no good to you. result."

Sheng Liting's hands clenched into fists.

Fu Miaoran stood up and picked up the medicine box, "I may be talking too much, but I still hope that the young fourth master who does things vigorously will not be confused again and again because of an outsider."

Sheng Liting lowered his head, looked at the pool of dried blood on the ground, and seemed to be talking to himself: "She is not an insignificant person."

Fu Miaoran paused, and he turned his head subconsciously, as if he didn't hear what he was saying clearly, and it seemed that he actually understood what he was saying, but he didn't understand what he meant.

Sheng Liting closed his eyes, "She is not a commodity, let alone a tool. She is a person. No one can decide her life or death. It is the responsibility of my Sheng family and my third brother's fault for her to become like this. Can't just ignore her because she might be a scourge, I want her to be fine!"

Hearing this, Sheng Hongcheng had to mutter again, "Xiao Si, she really drank the wine herself."

Sheng Liting gouged out his eyes, "Lean against the wall and don't talk."

Sheng Hongcheng slammed his head against the wall, and continued to pull on his ripped pants, "I seem to be the one who was wronged more."

A gust of wind blew by, and the huge living room became quiet again.

……

Tick ​​tock.

Fu Zhen only felt a throbbing pain in his head, and he slowly woke up from his lethargy.

Looking at this strange environment, he tried to rub his sore forehead, only to realize that his hands and feet were bound by Wuhuada.

Fu Zhen gritted her teeth, trying to break free from the shackles of the rope.

"Second Master Fu, in order to avoid physical pain, you'd better be quiet." Lei Jun's voice came from the rear right.

Fu Zhen heard the sound, looked back, and snorted softly, "What does Mr. Lei, the dignified capital, mean?"

Lei Jun poured a glass of red wine, turned around, with a slight smile on his face, but revealed a bit of scheming, he said: "Master Fu stabbed me last time, did he just forget it?"

"Mr. Lei can return the knife to me in a fair and honest manner. There is no need to engage in such small tricks. If this matter gets out, your reputation, Lei Jun, will be bad. I am not a dead person, and I am not at the mercy of a third-rate family, Mr. Lei. You have to think it over, let go before I get angry!"

Lei Jun turned a deaf ear to his threats, and continued to look purposefully at Fu Erye, who was like a piece of fish on a chopping board and allowed himself to be knifed.

Seeing that he was unmoved, Fu Zhen struggled to sit up from the sofa, "What exactly do you want to do?"

"Leave the capital, leave country C, never come back, don't see anyone here again." Lei Jun put down his wine glass and stated his intentions straightforwardly.

Fu Zhen raised her head and laughed, "When did my Second Master Fu need someone to arrange for my freedom?"

"You can choose to stay here, corpse!" Lei Jun approached slowly.

The room suddenly became very quiet, as if every step was echoing, attacking Fu Zhen's calmness one by one.

He knew that this man would do what he said!