After his rebirth, Mr. Fu panicked

As soon as Fu Yanchuan returned home, he rushed to their bedroom in a hurry, his face full of anxiety and tension.

When he saw Su Yaoyao lying on the bed, he became anxious and immediately ran to her bedside.

"Yaoyao, Yaoyao, what's wrong with you?" Fu Yanchuan's voice was full of worry.

Su Yaoyao's face was red. She was in so much pain that she couldn't even open her eyes. She just covered her stomach tightly with her hands and said weakly, "It hurts, it hurts so much."

Seeing Su Yaoyao like this, Fu Yanchuan felt extremely distressed.

He immediately turned to the housekeeper and anxiously ordered: "Quick, call the doctor."

The housekeeper also looked worried, and he immediately responded, "Okay, Mr. Fu." After that, he quickly turned around and called the doctor.

Fu Yanchuan turned around and gently held Su Yaoyao's hand. He said softly, "Yaoyao, don't be afraid. The doctor will be here soon."

The bloodstains on the white sheets were shocking, with dry and black bloodstains intertwined with fresh bloodstains, as if telling something.

When Fu Yanchuan saw this scene, he was deeply shocked. He stared at Su Yaoyao, his eyes full of worry and self-blame.

"Yaoyao, what...is wrong with you? Don't scare me." His voice was trembling, and he was obviously frightened.

The doctor rushed over and examined Su Yaoyao immediately.

After checking, he turned to Fu Yanchuan with a hint of blame in his eyes.

Fu Yanchuan asked anxiously: "What are you looking at me for? How is she?"

The doctor sighed and said, "Mr. Fu, you should be more restrained in this regard in the future. Don't go too far. She has a tear and inflammation. I have given her a fever-reducing injection and prescribed some ointment. You...can rub it on her later."

Fu Yanchuan was stunned. He was a little bit unbelievable and thought to himself, "Did I really lose control of myself last night? I didn't feel anything."

He began to recall what happened last night, but his mind was in a mess. He just felt that he wanted Su Yaoyao again and again, and kept asking for her regardless of her pleading.

The doctor added, "Mr. Fu, she is in poor health and has a lot of cold. Her lower abdomen hurts a lot during her period. She covered her lower abdomen and cried out in pain. This may be related to this. The fresh blood on the bed sheet may be from her period."

Fu Yanchuan felt even more guilty after hearing what the doctor said. He waved his hand and said, "Okay, I understand. You can go now."

His voice was low and hoarse, and it was obvious that he was greatly affected emotionally.

At this moment, Fu Yanchuan's heart was filled with guilt and worry.

He looked at the weak Su Yaoyao lying on the bed and decided to take better care of her in the future and never let her get hurt again.

Fu Yanchuan had the bed sheets changed and carefully applied medicine to Su Yaoyao.

Although he was exhausted from working during the day, at this moment his heart was filled with deep heartache for the weak girl on the bed.

He raised his hand and slowly stretched it forward, his fingers slightly bent as if searching for something in the air, his eyes fixed on her, revealing a deep desire and tenderness.

However, just as he was about to touch her delicate cheek, he suddenly felt a slight tremor in her body.

The tremor passed through his body like a bolt of lightning, causing his heart to suddenly shrink.

He paused and stared at her, trying to read the meaning behind the trembling in her expression.

Su Yaoyao's eyes seemed to become a little blurry, and her lips trembled slightly, as if she was trying hard to suppress some emotion.

A strong feeling of concern surged in his heart, wondering why she was trembling, was it because of fear or something else? He asked softly, "What's wrong?" There was a hint of worry in his voice.

Although Su Yaoyao's trembling movements were subtle, they were like a thorn that pierced deeply into his heart.

"Fu Yanchuan, please let me go, please let me go. You don't love me, don't treat me like this..." Although Su Yaoyao's voice was as weak as a candle in the wind, it was like an extremely sharp knife that instantly pierced his heart as hard as iron.

Fu Yanchuan's hand stopped stiffly in mid-air, and the palm that was originally intended to swing out also lost its strength and froze in mid-air.

His eyes widened, filled with astonishment and unbelievable pain.

He couldn't understand why this woman who loved him deeply and depended on him in her previous life would say such words in this life?

Time seemed to freeze at this moment, and the whole world became silent.

Fu Yanchuan only felt that his heartbeat was getting faster and faster, as if it was about to jump out of his throat.

He looked at Su Yaoyao, trying to find a hint of familiar tenderness and attachment on her face, but he only saw endless indifference and determination.

A crystal tear slid down Fu Yanchuan's cheek and splashed a small water drop on the ground.

This tear contained too much helplessness and sadness, and it also made him realize that he had lost something important...

He never thought that his love would make her feel so painful.

He always thought that in this life, as long as he was there, he could protect her and give her all the warmth and love.

But now it seems that he was wrong, as if all her sufferings in this life were caused by him, but he didn't care, as long as Su Yaoyao was by his side.

"Yaoyao, I..." Fu Yanchuan's voice trembled a little. He wanted to explain, but found that he didn't know where to start.

He took a deep breath and slowly lowered his hand.

There was a hint of bitterness and helplessness in Fu Yanchuan's voice. He looked at Su Yaoyao with complicated eyes.

"Yaoyao, tell me, why are you so resistant to me? Am I really so disgusting? To the point that you are so afraid of me, or even that I have no merits at all in your heart?"

Su Yaoyao closed her eyes, bit her lips, and said nothing.

Under her slightly trembling eyelashes, tears from severe pain still lingered in the corners of her eyes, as if she had suffered endless injustice and pain.

At this moment, she is like a delicate flower ravaged by wind and rain, which makes people feel pity.

It wasn't that she didn't want to answer, but the pain and inner confusion at the moment made her unable to speak.

Fu Yanchuan looked at her, and the pain in his heart became even worse.

He didn't want to blame her, he just wanted to know what kind of person he was in her heart.

However, looking at her aggrieved and painful expression, he suddenly felt that his problem seemed so insignificant.

He took a deep breath and said softly: "Yaoyao, I'm sorry, I shouldn't have pushed you. I know you are very uncomfortable now, and I shouldn't add more pressure to you. You should have a good rest, I will be here with you."

After saying this, he gently held her hand, giving her silent support and comfort.

At this moment, he no longer asked questions or forced anything. He just wanted to stay by her side silently, hoping that she would recover as soon as possible.

Su Yaoyao on the bed moaned...