Difficult ex-wife

Blood was still oozing from the eye of the needle, and it fell down along the big hands with bulging veins.

The blood dripped on the white bed sheet, which was very eye-catching.

"Okay, I won't go." Ye Fu raised her lips, and in Fu Nancen's black eyes that were gradually burning brightly, she said slowly: "You go, go live in your boathouse!"

The dots of light in Fu Nancen's black eyes were instantly extinguished, so he didn't leave, they all came in, and he would die here.

"Mommy, the houseboat is broken, and Papa has a headache."

"Tutu." Ye Fu pointed at Tutu's noodle bowl and gave her a warning look.

"Eat noodles." Tutu narrowed her eyes, bent into a crescent, lowered her head and continued to pick her noodles.

When you are hungry, food is more important than papa.

Fu Nancen's heart was desolate. In his daughter's heart, he was not as good as a bowl of noodles. His eyes were filled with tears!

"Little Fu, eat the noodles, leave him alone." Zhao Jin came over with Ye Fu's half-eaten noodle bowl, acting as a peacemaker.

Fu Nancen pressed his head and fell back on the pillow, his thin lips were red from the hot pepper, and he didn't look sick just now.

"Xiaofu, I'll leave early tomorrow morning, I promise." Fu Nancen's throat was hoarse from the pepper choking, and he was very depressed, as if he had been abandoned by the whole world.

"Xiaofu, I will supervise him to leave, and eat noodles first." Zhao Jin continued to make love.

Ye Fu glanced at the 'autistic' man on the bed. He half-closed his eyes, not daring to look at her, like a scumbag in class who is afraid of being called out by the teacher to answer questions.

"Mommy, the noodles are really dripping." Tutu slurred his mouth with noodles in his mouth.

She really loves her father. When her brother was spanked by his mother, she applauded vigorously!

"You can't say anything, how did Mommy teach you!"

Footsteps came.

Zhang Qingqing came in with a straight face.

Probably also noticed that the atmosphere in the room was a bit weird, looked at the bed, and exclaimed: "My God, Mr. Fu, you are bleeding."

"Susie, help me call the doctor." Zhao Jin said.

"Don't bother the doctor in the middle of the night." Ye Fu said, walked to the bedside again and found the needle, "Boss Fu, reach out your hand."

Fu Nancen obeyed her words.

Looking up, I saw Ye Fu adjusting the flow regulator, a spray of liquid medicine sprayed out from the needle, shining coldly under the lamp.

Fu Nancen swallowed involuntarily, as if Ye Fu wanted to murder her husband.

"Yezi, will you...will you?" Zhang Qingqing grabbed her arm and asked nervously.

"Very good, Mr. Fu, are you right?" Ye Fu chuckled lightly.

Fu Nancen nodded, why not just get a needle!As long as she can calm down.

"Make a fist." Ye Fu said.

Fu Nancen did so.

Ye Fu bent down and pressed Fu Nancen's hand. The back of his hand was full of veins, and he was the nurse's sister's favorite.

Seeing that the needle was about to be injected, Zhang Qingqing said again: "Yezi, Mr. Fu is a patient now, you...be merciful."

Ye Fu wanted to give Fu Nancen a good time, but was interrupted by Zhang Qingqing, and the feeling of the needle suddenly disappeared.

Zhao Jin next to her clicked her tongue, and now Ah Cen felt a bit uncomfortable.

He pulled the rabbit who was about to come over to the side, and covered her eyes intimately.

Sure enough, Ye Fu pierced the needle, and instead of going through the blood vessel, it went into the flesh instead.

Fu Nancen frowned slightly, the wrong place was painful.

Ye Fu pulled it out and tied it again.

"Let's stop the bleeding for Mr. Fu first." Zhang Qingqing couldn't see Ye Fu only caring about the position and ignoring the bleeding needle.

Ye Fu casually took a ball of cotton soaked in alcohol and pressed it.

"Yezi, I'd better call the doctor, this is his job..."

"Susie, can you shut up?" Fu Nancen said in a deep voice.

He just wants the woman he loves to pierce into holes all over his body, and he will laugh and die in pain!

After being scolded by President Fu, Zhang Qingqing's complexion changed, her eyes were full of grievances, she was clearly thinking of President Fu, and she could tell that Ye Fu did it on purpose.

She knows Ye Fu's family affairs very well. Her father died of illness, her mother got seriously ill again, and then Mr. Fu was in a vegetative state. She has always been by her side to take care of her. She should be familiar with needle injections. She didn't blink when she took needles You can see it right away.

"Go on, I don't hurt." Fu Nancen smiled slightly, and wanted to hold Ye Fu's hand with his backhand. He liked to be in contact with her skin so much, even if she just pressed his hand lightly.

It's just that before holding it for half a second, there was a tingling pain on the back of the hand.

Fu Nancen gasped, and the needle directly poked the back of his hand, in a gesture to pierce his entire palm.

As for the person who did it, his face was expressionless, stabbing him was like stabbing a model.

Zhao Jin looked at it and felt pain for her friend. Isn't this just a rat hitting the bridge of the cat's nose--to die!
Zhang Qingqing covered her mouth and whispered, but after being reprimanded by Mr. Fu, she still didn't dare to speak!

"Xiao Fu, I was wrong." Fu Nancen reluctantly apologized, and let Ye Fu pull out the needle again, blood gushing out.

Ye Fu took the cotton ball and pressed it down, and said coldly, "Press it yourself."

Fu Nancen didn't dare to say anything, and held down the cotton ball.

It hurts, it really hurts.

There was blood all over the back of the hand, so it was not good to get the needle again.

She lifted his shirt sleeves up, revealing a section of his forearm, showing the strength of the veins, climbing upwards like a growing tree branch.

Fu Nancen looked at Ye Fu's cold face, a strand of hair stuck to her delicate lips, he couldn't help pursing his lips, his body became tense somewhere, wishing that he was that strand of hair at this moment.

Ye Fu was looking for the needle point, and in just a few seconds, even if she didn't look at him, she could still feel the heat in his eyes, as if it was going to melt her.

Looks like he still doesn't have enough pain!
"Xiaofu..."

"To shut up!"

Ye Fu interrupted him, took alcohol to sterilize the poison, raised her hand and dropped it, this time it was very neatly inserted into the blood vessel.

The blood flowed back, and she adjusted the flow regulator.

Take the Band-Aid that Zhang Qingqing handed over silently, and fix the position for him.

"I wake up tomorrow morning, I don't want to see you." Ye Fu wiped her hands and turned to leave.

"Xiaofu... I'll listen to you." Fu Nancen tried to say something, but Ye Fu's indifferent back forced him to swallow the words that came to his lips. He was afraid that if he said one more sentence, he would have to really answer. The houseboat is asleep.

We just met, he can't be too hasty, the city of Rome wasn't built in a day!

Tutu finished eating the noodles and yawned too.

Ye Fu hugged her and left, and stayed without making a fuss.

"Papa, see you tomorrow, good night." Tutu leaned on Mummy's shoulder and blew a big kiss to Papa.

Fu Nancen stretched out his hand, made a gesture of catching her kiss in the void, and pressed it on his chest, "Good night, babies."

It made Tutu blew several kisses again and again, and rolled his eyes with a smile.

Fu Nancen also caught them one by one.

The doors were all closed, but Fu Nancen was still reluctant to look away.

Zhao Jin rubbed the goosebumps on his arms. It was unimaginable that Fu Nancen did such an oily action. He couldn't help sighing: "The plot of Nanny Rong's acupuncture is interesting."