Boss, let me be presumptuous for a while

He quickly picked her up and walked out in a hurry.

Chen An came a bit late. Seeing Fu Yang's anxious look, she followed her and asked, "Boss Fu, what's the matter?"

Fu Yang frowned: "Go to the hospital! Go to the hospital immediately!"

Soon after arriving at the hospital, Fu Qing'an was lying on the bed, curled up all over her body, her heart contracted suddenly, she felt like she was going to die.

After the doctor came for the examination, he quickly administered medication and helped her hang the medicine.

Fu Yang waited outside the door, his face was deep and cold.

The doctor came out, and he looked at the man with a hoarse voice: "She suffers from severe depression. According to our observation, if you appear in front of her again, she may die, so please go ahead with the patient. Quarantine for a while."

Fu Yang frowned, and suddenly he remembered that Fu Qing'an also suffered from depression.

He asked the doctor: "If a person's heart is transferred to another person, and the person who receives the heart has the memory of the person who donated the heart, some diseases of the person who donated the heart will be transferred to the person who received the heart. ?"

The doctor paused, then nodded slightly: "This is possible."

Hearing what he said, Fu Yang smiled coldly for a moment, and he immediately understood that Zhou Ping'an's current depression was transferred from Fu Qing'an.

He looked coldly at the lights in the ward, his mood was very complicated.

He really wanted to take revenge on the woman inside, but when he saw her pale face, his heart hurt, as if a big hand was tightly holding his heart.

Standing beside him, Chen An looked at Fu Yang like this, and frowned instantly: "Boss Fu, what's wrong with you?"

Fu Yang sneered: "I will definitely make this woman's life worse than death."

Chen An sighed softly: "Boss Fu, I have already found out just now, this matter was done by Miss Mu Yiyi."

Fu Yang's complexion sank in an instant. In his consciousness, he could bully Fu Qing'an, but others could not bully Fu Qing'an.

He tugged at his collar coldly, and said coldly: "Okay, very good."

As he said that, he turned and left.

Chen An watched the man's hurried steps, and he already knew in his heart what he wanted to do.

Chen An followed the man and persuaded softly: "Boss Fu, after all, Ms. Zhou is just a secretary, and Ms. Mu is your fiancée. You should calm down."

Fu Yangxiu's long and beautiful fingers landed on the collar, and then he gently took off two buttons, revealing his delicate and beautiful collarbone.

He hooked his lips evilly and sneered, "Don't worry, I won't let her go."

He left the hospital in a hurry, and soon arrived at Mu's house.

In the Mu family's living room, Mu Chuanxiong was sitting there.

Fu Yangwei'an's body fell on the sofa, and he leaned his whole body on the leather sofa, looking extremely noble.

He looked at Mu Chengxiong coldly, and said coldly: "Mr. Mu, your daughter sold my secretary to the auction house, do you know about this?"

Mu Chuanxiong smoked a cigarette, and he frowned firmly: "I know about this matter, after all, it was you who went too far first."

Fu Yang pulled out a Cohiba spear, and he coldly curled his lips with warnings and threats.

"That's my secretary. No one can take care of my secretary. My secretary is my personal property. Even my fiancee can't take care of it. What she did is slap me in the face."

Mu Chuanxiong looked at Fu Yang, and he sneered: "Yiyi is your fiancée, Zhou Ping'an is your secretary, you are so close to Zhou Ping'an, and so indifferent to your fiancée, you can't even look at me as a father." Go on, what else do you want?"