Send the paranoid boss to the crematorium

That night, Shen's mansion was completely disturbed, and soon there were medical staff sent by special car, and the sound of footsteps made a lot of noise in the huge mansion.

Tang Ruan knew what happened, and his joy and gratitude made him push hard towards the door of the bedroom, but Mrs. Shen quickly stopped him and warned softly.

"Little Gu is showing signs of waking up now. We still need to send him to the hospital for further examination. Although you are his new wife, he doesn't know about it, especially since you are Tang Ling's brother... ..."

If he opens his eyes and sees you, will he be stimulated again?

She didn't want to mention this on purpose, after all, the worry in Tang Ruan's eyes was as pure as a Wang Qingquan, without any impurities, and she couldn't bear to hurt him with words.

"Xiao Ruan, can you wait patiently at home for the time being?"

Mrs. Shen was gentle and kind by nature, afraid that Tang Ruan would think wildly, so she gently held the other's right hand, "Little Gu will be fine, you have brought blessings to this family, and your husband will wake up safely."

Tang Ruan saw that Mrs. Shen had tried her best to restrain her panic, but still comforted herself gently, instead of struggling at the door of Shen Gu's bedroom, she nodded and obediently retreated to her proper place.

Before leaving, Mrs. Shen said, "I'll call you."

The next day the phone call came as expected.

Shen Gu completely woke up.

However, the good luck brought by Tang Ruan is not a panacea. When Shen Gu fell from upstairs, his knees were the first to hit the ground. The patella fracture was comminuted, but the restoration effect was not satisfactory, so his legs may be disabled for life.

Tang Ruan didn't know much about medical concepts. Based on his knowledge accumulated in Xiaotian Fan, there were indeed traces of multiple operations left on Shen Gu's knee, and he was able to walk smoothly in the end.

Thinking of this, Tang Ruan didn't think the sadness was unbearable, so she comforted Mrs. Shen softly, and finally asked, "Can I go to the hospital to see Gu Shen?"

The voice of Madam Shen's reply was slightly empty, and she didn't reply in the corridor outside the ward, but it should have been in a more secluded corner.

"It may not be suitable recently, Xiao Gu's body is weak, and he doesn't know that there is something wrong with his leg... Actually, it is a medical miracle for him to wake up... I'm really afraid that he won't be able to accept it status quo......"

Wanting to squeeze out a laugh, he obviously started to cry, "Maybe people are so greedy. When they fall asleep, they want him to wake up, and when they wake up, they want him to be healthy..."

Tang Ruan had no choice but to hang up the phone.

Regarding Shen Gu's condition and his future path, he suddenly felt a certain illusory uncertainty.

After a few days, the car sent by the Shen family to pick up people finally returned. Tang Ruan stood by the window and opened the heavy curtain, and could clearly see a stretcher being lifted from the car. Shen Gu's face was shaken. The figure was obscured beyond recognition.

But he was extremely happy.

Li Suo opened the curtains, fearing that Shen Gu was weak and needed help, so he ran to the door of the bedroom to welcome her husband back home in good health, wearing soft indoor slippers.

Shen Gu was quickly placed on a new bed with moderate softness and hardness. All the joyful decorations in the house were removed by the domestic helpers. Mrs. Shen rearranged the house according to her son's preference. The three extremely cold tones of black, white and gray were simple, elegant and elegant.

This time there was no one piled up at the door blocking the road, Tang Ruan easily took a look outside the house, put his hands together slightly on the sweater that was scattered outside the waist of his thin trousers, and coughed lightly, "Hi, Mom and Dad, I can come in Yet?"

The sweater has been worn for three or four years, and has lost its fashionable heat and fresh color. If it is not worn on Tang Ruan's body, it is really not as good as a tattered canvas wrapped in goods.

Tang Ruan was like a cloud, calmly appearing in front of Shen Gu.

Shen Gu put a fluffy pillow on his back, sat half-sitting and looked at the uninvited guest in front of him, he was still so handsome, but he could seriously realize that all the tenderness had sunk, leaving a cold shell, neither sad nor happy.

Mrs. Shen hastily introduced, "Son, this is the Xiaoruan I mentioned to you. From now on, he will be your wife. The two of you should live a good life."

For some reason, her introductory words were full of vigilance and embarrassment, and she was probably worried that her son would be angry and her parents would arbitrarily decide on major events in her life.

Shen Chong stood up to adjust the atmosphere and said, "Xiao Ruan is a good boy. When you are sick, you take the initiative to ask to take care of you."

Everyone is trying their best to render a harmonious atmosphere.

Even Tang Ruan pursed his lips, revealing an imperceptible sweet soft smile, and said softly, "We met once."

"I know." The cold sculpture finally opened his mouth to speak.

With just one sentence, the high and cold air pressure swept away the hypocrisy and harmony in the entire room, causing everyone to feel a horrifying chill from between their toes.

If he wasn't the familiar son of Shen Chong and his wife, Tang Ruan would be the loving husband that Tang Ruan would miss.

I'm afraid the illusion will tell the three of them.

Satan taunts with contempt from hell.

"I remember you, Tang Ruan, Tang Ling's real brother."

Shen Gu was neither smiling nor angry, his brows and eyes were never even slightly wrinkled, but those bright eyes were dark and deep, exuding a bloodthirsty arrogance.

Suddenly.

He picked up the bedside vase with his hand and slammed it over, completely avoiding the defenses of both parents.

The vase brushed against Tang Ruan's white and tender ear bones, and hit the wall impartially, leaving a deep imprint on the wallpaper.

As long as he is a little more intentional, a millimeter more distance can immediately make Tang Ruan's head bleed.

Tang Ruan was already stunned. A few seconds later, there was a burning pain in his ears, and his white soft flesh was already a little red.

"I don't need any wife at all, especially one surnamed Tang."

Shen Gu showed a strange and cruel smile, as if he just raised his hand to brush away a speck of dust, and casually said a joke.

But the gloomy light in his eyes was enough to make Shen Chong unable to open his mouth to criticize.

So cruel, stubborn, and ruthless.

It was a look Tang Ruan had never seen before.

Shen Gu fell from the balcony on the third floor.

There is no protection, no witnesses, and no God's favor.

He just picked up the rotten bones from hell and climbed back to the world step by step.

Live, never again for love.

Only for revenge.

He smiled softly at Tang, "Get lost."

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I need to reduce the word count a little bit, so I will post a little less today, sorry.