Addicted to Love, Mr. Fu’s Newly Married Wife

"Xiaoxiao, do you want to murder your husband again? If I die, you will have to be a little widow."

Fu Yanchen's voice had a hint of joking, especially the word "little widow", which made Xu Xiaoxiao's face turn redder.

Xu Xiaoxiao got rid of Fu Yanchen's restraint, took a few steps back, and retreated to the bed, only to be supported by him before he could stand still.

Fu Yanchen was holding on to the wall, almost unsteady on his feet.

Xu Xiaoxiao looked at Fu Yanchen a little strangely. It was too much to make a fuss.

She didn't use any force, she just pushed lightly with her hand. Could it be that Fu Yanchen wanted to touch the porcelain?

"Smile, it hurts." Fu Yanchen's face turned pale.

Xu Xiaoxiao heard his cry and looked carefully, as if she really saw the pained look on his face.

Only then did Xu Xiaoxiao suddenly remember that Fu Yanchen had injuries on his body. It was her work, and she probably caused the wounds.

"Um, Fu Yanchen, are you...are you okay? I...you can't blame me. You know, I didn't mean it. If you hadn't done that, I wouldn't have pushed you. You asked for it."

"Xiaoxiao, I don't blame you. Help me sit down, okay?"

Xu Xiaoxiao went over to help Fu Yanchen sit down and asked casually.

"Um, are your injuries serious? They haven't healed yet?"

Fu Yanchen raised his head and looked at Xu Xiaoxiao. He seemed to hear a hint of worry in Xu Xiaoxiao's voice.

"Xiaoxiao, do you care about me? Do you care about me?"

Xu Xiaoxiao, I care about you big-headed ghost. Fu Yanchen, you can’t die now.

Xu Xiaoxiao hurriedly came to Fu Yanchen, took off his bathrobe,

Fu Yanchen, "......."

Now Xu Xiaoxiao doesn't care about the difference between men and women, she just wants to see his wounds, and the two of them have already been honest with each other.

Fu Yanchen just watched Xu Xiaoxiao take off his bathrobe.

Xu Xiaoxiao looked at his injury. The gauze was soaked with blood and stained with a layer of eye-catching blood, which made Xu Xiaoxiao feel a little dizzy.

"Xiaoxiao, if you can't do it, call your family doctor!"

"How much salary do you give them in a day? Why are you calling someone in the middle of the night? Have you ever thought about what would happen to him if something happened to him? What will happen to his family?"

Fu Yanchen, "..." He really hadn't thought of this. In his philosophy, since he was paid, he should be on call at any time. The salary of the Fu family doctor was not low.

Xu Xiaoxiao continued, "Fu Yanchen is not like you. Everything can't be centered on you. Can't you be so selfish?"

Fu Yanchen, "..." Is he selfish?

"Okay, I'm not selfish, then you can treat my wounds!"

Fu Yanchen closed his eyes and enjoyed Xu Xiaoxiao's treatment.

Xu Xiaoxiao had learned this in school before. She carefully lifted off the gauze.

She was shocked by the scene in front of her, and the wound required several stitches.

The healing wound looked hideous and eye-catching, and now it became even more terrifying because Fu Yanchen took a bath and got wet.

Xu Xiaoxiao frowned, "Fu Yanchen, did you do this on purpose?"

Fu Yanchen, "???"

Didn't the doctor say not to get wet? Why don't you listen? You still take a shower, but you don’t want to live anymore? Why do you want the doctor to treat you again, or do you want to get me into trouble again? Why are you so vicious?" Xu Xiaoxiao's words contained blame, but more of concern and worry.

Fu Yanchen, "..." He simply took a shower because he felt uncomfortable, and he was very careful at that time, but he still got a wound.

But when Fu Yanchen saw Xu Xiaoxiao's nervous look, a warm current surged in his heart.

He took her hand, looked deeply into her eyes and said: "Xiaoxiao, you care about me, right? I just want to spend more time with you during treatment. If it weren't for you, I wouldn't care about this at all. If you die, I will be with you."

Xu Xiaoxiao didn't want to hear this. She thought that belated affection was worse than grass, and she would not be soft-hearted.

It's just that the matter is not over yet, and Fu Yanchen has not yet died.

She withdrew her hand forcefully, found dry gauze, and wiped away the water and blood stains next to his wound bit by bit.

Every movement she made was very gentle, as if she was afraid of hurting Fu Yanchen.

Fu Yanchen stared at Xu Xiaoxiao with dark eyes.

Xu Xiaoxiao looked at Fu Yanchen's wounds thoughtfully. If she applied poison to his wound, would it have the same effect?

"Well, Fu Yanchen, your wound seems to be a little inflamed. I'm going to get some medicine."

Xu Xiaoxiao got up and went out, and came back soon.

She spread the medicinal powder on Fu Yanchen's wounds and treated him carefully.

"Xiaoxiao, this medicine smells very fragrant. What kind of medicine is it?" Fu Yanchen asked curiously.

"Poison will kill you. It's not too late to go to the hospital now."

Xu Xiaoxiao said harsh words, and the movements of her hands did not stop.

Fu Yanchen thought Xu Xiaoxiao was lying. The medicine was not poison, but the anti-inflammatory powder she had just found in the room.

Fu Yanchen smiled helplessly, feeling extremely warm in his heart when he saw Xu Xiaoxiao treating his wounds.

This little girl was clearly shouting about killing him every day, but now she was seriously cleaning his wounds. Her meticulous look really made her look like a doctor.

Seeing Xu Xiaoxiao like this, Fu Yan suddenly felt that the injury he suffered was worth it. It would have been better if Xu Xiaoxiao had stabbed him a few more times, so that she could stay with him for a while longer.

Neither of them spoke, and there was silence in An's room, so quiet that even the air seemed frozen.

After Xu Xiaoxiao finished dealing with it, she packed the medical kit and prepared to leave the room.

"Smile."

Fu Yanchen suddenly spoke, breaking the suffocating silence.

Xu Xiaoxiao stopped, but did not look back. She just asked coldly: "What's wrong? I told you that I accidentally walked into the wrong room. Are you going to go online?"

Fu Yanchen, "..." He didn't take this matter to heart at all.

Fu Yanchen didn't pay attention to the indifference in Xu Xiaoxiao's eyes. He knew that this was the armor she used to protect herself.

He stood up and gently took out a document and handed it to Xu Xiaoxiao.

"what is this?"

"Take a look." Fu Yanchen said.

Xu Xiaoxiao didn't know what Fu Yanchen was up to. She took the document in confusion and opened it. It turned out to be funeral arrangements for her brother and Ji Feng.

Her eyes dimmed instantly, and the document was like a heavy stone, weighing her down.

She recalled the voices and smiles of her brother and Ji Feng, as well as the care and attention they had given her, and the grief in her heart surged into her heart like a tide.

Fu Yanchen looked at Xu Xiaoxiao's trembling shoulders and biting lips, knowing that she was trying to control her emotions.

He walked gently to her side and stretched out his hand to comfort her, but he didn't know where to start.

In the end, he could only say softly: "Xiaoxiao, look at this document. Is there anything else that needs to be improved or added? I will do it. If there are no problems, we will handle their funeral affairs. Bar."

Xu Xiaoxiao didn't speak, just looked at every word on the document silently.

She knew that this was her last farewell to her brother and Ji Feng.

She must be strong and handle all the aftermath for them.

Xu Xiaoxiao's eyes darkened instantly, and her body trembled slightly.

From the beginning to the end, she thought that she would leave them first. She had never thought about organizing funerals for her brother and the others in her life.

She never dreamed that one day she would need to organize funerals for her brother and Ji Feng.

This heavy responsibility weighed on her heart like a huge stone, making her almost breathless.

She carefully read the entire document compiled by Fu Yanchen word by word, not wanting to let go of every detail.

Fu Yanchen seemed to be a veteran. The funeral arrangements for the two of them were very thoughtful and there was almost nothing to criticize about. Moreover, Xu Xiaoxiao didn't understand these things.

Fu Yanchen thought very carefully, and arranged everything in an orderly manner from the location and time of the funeral to the people involved and the ceremony process.

Xu Xiaoxiao knew that Fu Yanchen did this so that she could worry less and lighten her burden a little at this most difficult moment.

However, she was not moved at all. This was all because of him, but the grief in her heart did not decrease by half.

She thought of her brother's voice and smile during his lifetime, and of the good times they had spent together, and tears could not help but well up in her eyes.

She knew that from now on, she would never hear her brother's laughter or see his warm smile again.

Xu Xiaoxiao understood that she could not remain immersed in grief.

She must cheer up and handle this last thing for her brother.

She wanted her brother to leave with peace of mind and dignity.

She took a deep breath and put away the tears in her eyes, "Thank you, you arranged it well. I have nothing to change. Just follow what is written here."

Fu Yan looked at her firm and sad eyes, and an inexplicable emotion surged in his heart. Xu Xiaoxiao actually said thank you, actually said thank you to him.

He knew that at this time, nothing he could say could truly comfort her.

All he could do was to stay by her side silently, support her, and help her get through this most difficult moment.

She took a deep breath and raised her head to look at Fu Yanchen. "This document is very detailed. I have nothing to change. Just follow what is written on it."

Fu Yanchen nodded, looking at Xu Xiaoxiao's firm and sad eyes, he knew that she was ready.

He silently put away the documents, turned and left the room.

Silence returned to the room again, leaving only Xu Xiaoxiao standing there silently.

She knew that from now on, she had to learn to face everything on her own.

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