Little drama maid

Ji Yan didn't care about being afraid, she rushed over and hugged her nephew in her arms, she carefully put her fingers under his nephew's nose, still breathing.

She turned around and shouted, "My nephew is alive, doctor, my nephew is alive."

Because she rushed too fast, Miss Du's blood was stained on her body, but Ji Yan didn't care at all.

The doctor quickly came over to check on the little nephew. He was given sleeping pills for this. Once the effects of the medicine wear off, he will wake up. However, just to be on the safe side, he should be taken back to the hospital for a comprehensive examination.

The police shot Ms. Du at the last moment of loss of consciousness, killing her with one blow.

Ji Yan saw her nephew being taken away by an ambulance, followed by several policemen, and then she relaxed her tense nerves. She sat down on the ground and looked at Fu Jun weakly.

Fu Jun walked to her side and hugged her tightly, "It's okay, it's okay."

Ji Yan lay on Fu Jun's shoulder, and couldn't stop crying loudly.

After crying for an unknown amount of time, the police took care of the scene and left with the two of them.

Because Ji Yan had exhausted all her strength, she couldn't go down the steps at all. Fu Jun picked her up at once, and slowly carried her away from Zijin Peak.

Lying on Fu Jun's back, Ji Yan's tears wet his clothes.

Ji Yan went to the hospital for a physical examination. Except for the severe damage to her knee, the doctor told her to stay in bed, and there was no major problem in other aspects.

Fu Jun stayed by Ji Yan's side all the time. After being pushed back to the ward, Ji Yan took Fu Jun's hand and said, "I want to see my little nephew."

Fu Juan touched her forehead, "Don't worry, the doctor will send it over after the examination."

Ji Yan nodded slightly, she looked at Fu Jun, tears fell patter, "I'm sorry, I hurt you, you knelt down."

What a proud person Fu Jun is. Back then, Fu Zhai Rui treated him so well, and Mrs. Fu didn't care about him. He never knelt down to beg, and he didn't even say a soft word from him, but today , for Ji Yan, he not only knelt down, but also begged to die.

Thinking of this, Ji Yan lay on Fu Juan's arm with her eyes closed and cried again. The tears she shed today seemed to make up for the tears she hadn't shed during the past 20 years of growing up.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, you're so proud, you're never one to admit defeat, you shouldn't do it, just let me die, why are you standing in front of me, you shouldn't be like this, you still have your dreams , you forgot, you said that you can make the Fu Group even better than Fu Zhai Rui."

"A hundred years later, when you see Fu Zhairui again, you must straighten your back and tell him that you haven't been sorry to anyone for so many years, but they are the ones who have been sorry to you."

At the moment when Mrs. Fu lit the bomb, Fu Jun watched his mother die before his eyes, and his emotions were closed.

So many years of grievances and depression, so many years of sadness and pain, only he has carried it through.

Now her biological mother committed suicide for her father. She left either because of her child or because her husband left her. She couldn't swallow this breath.

Mrs. Fu has always been persistent.

After Fu Jun took over the group, he once told Ji Yan that he must do better, and let Fu Zhairui watch from the ground, watch his son he hated once, and make progress for the group he created.

Ji Yan knew that this was Fu Jun's dream.

For a long time, Ji Yan also believed that Fu Jun would fight for this dream and take good care of herself for this dream.

But today, she realized that Fu Jun could give up his dreams, including his life, for her sake.

Fu Jun kept stroking Ji Yan's hair, and he kept comforting in a soft voice: "Yanyan, I said, if I have to choose between you and my family, then I can tell you for sure, I will choose you , for you, I can give up everything I have, including my life."

Listening to Fu Juan's gentle voice, yet speaking such touching words, Ji Yan's tears were like a faucet turned on, and she couldn't stop it no matter what.

She just kept repeating, apologizing, and couldn't say a word of extra words.

Fu Juan hugged her, and the two hugged each other tightly. After an unknown amount of time, Ji Yan fell into a deep sleep from exhaustion. After Fu Jun waited for Ji Yan to fall asleep completely, he gently put her on the bed, covering her Good quilt walks out of the ward.

He first asked about his little nephew. The child was too young, so the doctor sent the child directly to the intensive care unit. In order to test everything about the child at the first time, he saw that the little nephew was still in a coma, but he knew that the nephew had only taken sleeping pills. If so, it will be a little more peaceful in my heart.

He turned around and stood in the corridor, dialed Secretary Zhang, "Go and check, how could Ms. Du use her little nephew as a bargaining chip?"

Fu Jun firmly believed that although Ms. Du was bad, she was not pregnant enough to use her child for anything.

Otherwise, Miss Du would have done it a long time ago, and it is impossible to wait until now.

Therefore, there must be some unknown secrets in it.

After hanging up the phone, Fu Jun took another look at his little nephew. After this lesson, Fu Jun asked his bodyguards to hire some people. The previous ones would stay with Ji Yan, and the new ones who were trustworthy would protect his little nephew. This kind of thing must not happen a second time.

After he made arrangements, he returned to the ward. Ji Yan was still fast asleep, and Fu Jun was lying gently beside her. Ji Yan was still sleeping with tears in the corners of her eyes.

Her expression was sad, and her brows frowned into a word of Sichuan.

Fu Jun gently smoothed her brows with his fingertips, and then whispered in her ear: "It's okay, I'm by your side, I will protect you, my little nephew, take a good rest and don't think about anything."

Fu Jun repeated these words several times before Ji Yan slowly regained her composure.

The two hugged each other, and Ji Yan didn't wake up from her sleep until eight o'clock the next morning.

Fu Juan had already opened his eyes. Seeing Ji Yan awake, he touched her face and said, "I'm awake, little nephew is fine. I just went to see her. Don't worry."

Ji Yan heaved a sigh of relief and nodded, "Thank you, Fu Jun."

Fu Jun smiled and said: "Thank you, this is what I should do. I have already arranged people around my little nephew. Don't worry, this kind of thing won't happen again."

Ji Yan hummed, "I want to go down and see him."

"Okay, then you have something to eat first, and then go to see him."

Fu Jun's voice was very gentle. He picked up a bowl of porridge from the bedside table and blew on it, as if he was feeding his little nephew, feeding Ji Yan.

Ji Yan was a little embarrassed, but still opened her mouth.

Both laughed.

Just when the atmosphere in the ward was warm, Secretary Zhang pushed the door in, "Young Master Fu, Mrs. Du is crazy."

Ji Yan didn't open her mouth. Hearing these words, four words popped into her mind: The family is broken and the people are dead.