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"You let me go."

She spoke with difficulty.

The hands were too hard, and the nails were embedded in Fu Shengnian's flesh, but the man didn't even frown.

"Let go of you?" Fu Shengnian gritted his teeth, his cheeks stretched sharply, his hand holding Jian Yao's neck didn't loosen at all, but increased his strength.

Jian Yao's eyes were red, she shed two physical tears, she opened her mouth, but couldn't make a sound.

When she couldn't breathe, and her vision dimmed a little bit, Fu Shengnian let go of her hand suddenly, and she fell powerlessly on the bed, gasping for breath.

The man tore off his tie forcefully, took off his coat and threw it on the ground, bending over with a gloomy face.

She panicked, and pushed Fu Shengnian's shoulder hard. In the face of absolute strength, she tried her best, but it was like scratching an itch to him. The man was as stable as Mount Tai, pressing heavily on her body, tearing her body with his powerful hands. clothes.

"Fu Shengnian, uh..." Her mouth was blocked, it wasn't his lips, but the tie he just tore off, and stuffed it into her mouth in a ball.

She let out low growls from her throat, shaking her whole body with fear, he ignored her, like a giant beast that went mad, firmly holding down her scratching hands, it can even be said that at this moment he has already Losing his mind, he completely regarded her as a tool to vent his anger. He was short of breath and acted recklessly on her.

……

Jian Yao was so painful that she passed out several times, her consciousness was in a trance.

She vaguely remembered that Fu Shengnian got up and walked into the bathroom. After a while, there was the sound of running water, and then she didn't know anything.

I didn't know how long I slept in a daze, and when I opened my eyes again, the sky outside was still dark and pitch black.

The bedside lamp was also on, and the light was dim.

She felt powerless and cold, as if sleeping in an ice cellar, even though she wrapped the quilt tightly around her body, she was still shivering with cold.

There was still the sound of running water in the bathroom, and it seemed that she hadn't slept for a long time.

With her red eyes open, she stared straight at the bathroom door. After a few minutes, the sound of the water inside stopped, and she heard familiar footsteps.

She forced herself to sit up and curled up in a ball at the head of the bed.

Fu Shengnian took a long hot shower in the bathroom, and his anger has completely disappeared.

He came out while tying the belt of his bathrobe, and saw Jian Yao sitting on the bed looking at him helplessly, he turned his face indifferently, and walked towards the door.

Just a few steps away, Jian Yao's weak voice came from behind: "I'm not feeling well, can you ask the driver to take me to the hospital."

He paused slightly and looked back at her.

He thought she was pretending to be weak again, but her face was indeed a little pale, and there was still a layer of sweat on her forehead.

The man stared at her for a few minutes without moving, Jian Yao twitched the corners of her mouth, revealing a self-deprecating smile.

How could she be so stupid as to ask Fu Shengnian for help?

It was he who tortured her into this state. Now every inch of her body is in unbearable pain. People who wish to tear her apart and eat her into their stomachs, how could they care if she is really uncomfortable.

She didn't have the strength to get out of bed by herself, and reached out to fumble for the phone under the pillow, trying to call Gu Xiang.

It's past three o'clock in the morning.

She found Gu Xiang's number in the address book, but hesitated whether to make this call. Maybe she could bear it any longer and persist until dawn, waiting for the driver to come to work before going to the hospital.

Dispelling the idea of ​​contacting Gu Xiang, she put down her phone and curled up under the quilt.

Seeing that she was trembling under the quilt, Fu Shengnian strode to the bed without hesitation, lifted the quilt covering her head, and reached out to touch her forehead.

His hands were sweaty, and her forehead was hot.

"You have a fever."

As soon as the words fell, the hand he was caressing on Jian Yao's forehead was thrown away by Jian Yao, "Don't worry about it."

"Just now you said..."

"I don't need you now."

The big deal is to burn her to death, anyway, no one in this world cares about her life or death.

She gritted her teeth tightly and pulled back the quilt to cover her head, but the quilt was too thin, and she still felt cold, just like being in a world of ice and snow.

"I'll take you to the hospital." Fu Shengnian's voice came to her ears through the quilt. His voice was flat, without ups and downs, and he couldn't tell whether he was in a good or bad mood.

She ignored it.

After a few seconds, her body suddenly soared into the air, and Fu Shengnian carried her on his shoulders including the person and the quilt.

The quilt wrapped her body tightly, and she wrapped herself like a rice dumpling, and there was no room for resistance for a while.

"You let me go down, I don't need you." She could only protest with all her strength.

Fu Shengnian frowned, took the car keys and walked downstairs quickly.

Jian Yao yelled for a while, her voice became softer and her eyelids became heavier.

She fell asleep drowsily, and when she woke up again, she was already in the hospital, still wrapped in that quilt, and covered with a hospital quilt.

The double-layered quilt made her sweat all over her body. One arm was exposed outside the quilt, and an infusion needle was stuck on the back of her hand.

It was already dawn, but it was very overcast, with light rain pattering down the ground.

She was the only one in the ward, and there was no sign of Fu Shengnian.

Jian Yao took a deep breath, her throat was on fire, she was almost smoking.

She licked her lips, fumbled to the pager beside the bed and pressed it, a little nurse ran in quickly, saw that she was awake, the little nurse smiled slightly, "How do you feel now?"

"Is there water?"

"There is water, there is water."

The little nurse hurriedly took a paper cup from the cabinet next to her, and took a glass of water from the water dispenser. When she was walking towards Jian Yao with the paper cup, the door of the ward was pushed open.

Fu Shengnian walked in with no expression on his face, glanced at the paper cup in the little nurse's hand and Jian Yao who was awake on the bed, he strode forward, took the cup from the little nurse's hand and approached Jian Yao, he carefully helped Jian Yao, Hand feed water to her mouth.

Jian Yao froze for a moment, a little at a loss.

"Drink." The man said domineeringly.

She swallowed her throat, moved her lips closer to the rim of the glass, and drank the whole glass of water in one go.

She had a high fever all night and was sweating all over again. She was really thirsty, and this glass of water just moistened her throat.

She looked up at Fu Shengnian, and murmured: "More."

Fu Shengnian had a rare good temper, so he went to the water dispenser to get water without saying a word, then returned, and continued to hold the paper cup to feed her water.

He never fed her, not even when he was in school.

After drinking the second glass of water, she felt alive again.

The man put the cup on the bedside cabinet, pulled up a chair and sat down beside her, his bony hand suddenly reached out to her forehead, stayed for a few seconds, and then retracted.

"The fever seems to be gone," he said.

The little nurse hurried forward to take Jian Yao's temperature, and it returned to normal.