Kuai Chuan Ancestor: Paranoid villain is addicted to pets

Chapter 68 Delicate cannon fodder vs gloomy disabled boss 68
Feeling the oppressive and suffocating atmosphere between the two, Xiao Bai heaved a long sigh.

It's better not to intervene in emotional matters, the more it intervenes, the more chaotic it will be.

to the hospital.

Fu Jingchen got out of the car, and An Qing pushed him into the elevator.

Suddenly, the elevator vibrated and stopped.

An Qing pressed the elevator button suspiciously, but there was no response.

"broken?"

"It should be. Wait for a while, someone will come to fix it soon."

Fu Jingchen looked down at the time and dialed the doctor's phone.

An Qing was not in a hurry, she leaned on the elevator and took out her mobile phone to wait quietly.

But suddenly her chest became tight, and it became more and more difficult to breathe.

She beat her heart hard, and her face became paler and paler.

what happened? ?
Xiaobai: "Oops! The original body seems to be claustrophobic!"

An Qing: "..."

Damn!

"Xiaoqing, what's wrong with you, Xiaoqing?"

Fu Jingchen, who had just finished making the phone call, noticed An Qing's strangeness, and hurriedly asked with concern.

"I, I have claustrophobia..."

An Qing's pale face was covered with cold sweat, and she slowly slid down from the elevator.

Fu Jingchen reached out to catch him, hugged her into his arms, and asked in a panic, "claustrophobia? What should I do now? "

"I, I have trouble breathing, I can't get up."

An Qing opened her mouth and breathed hard, but her chest became more and more stuffy, and there seemed to be a big hand tightly clenched around her neck.

"Then..." Fu Jingchen looked at the girl's paler and paler face, felt her breathing weaker and weaker, and was gradually swallowed by great fear in his heart.

It was the second time he had felt this way, the first time when he saw his parents' bodies at the funeral home.

The feeling of losing a loved one was like a monster tearing his heart apart.

Fu Jingchen's face was as pale as paper. He closed his eyes tightly and took a deep breath to force himself to calm down.

She can't breathe now, so... she can only breathe through her mouth.

He took a deep breath, stared at her pink lips, lowered his head and kissed her.

With his help, An Qing's condition gradually stabilized.

"Xiaoqing, don't be afraid, my husband is here, and my husband will not let you have trouble."

Fu Jingchen hugged An Qing's slender body, stroked her back with one hand, and gently wiped the cold sweat on her forehead with a tissue in the other. His pale handsome face was full of distress and pity.

He has never said such a nasty thing since he grew up. This is the first time he has said it, but it is surprisingly smooth, and he doesn't find it difficult to say it.

An Qing looked into his deep eyes, and leaned against his arms full of attachment.

Although he is a disabled person who cannot stand on both legs, An Qing feels that he is extremely reliable.

Not long after, the elevator was repaired, and the elevator door opened. The dean, the deputy dean and others stood outside the elevator waiting for them with apologetic faces.

"I'm really sorry, Mr. Fu..." The dean nodded and bowed apologetically.

"Check my wife's condition." Fu Jingchen didn't want to listen to his long speech, and he was more anxious to know An Qing's physical condition, so he interrupted him.

He carried An Qing into the ward, and the doctor said after checking that she was fine, she would be fine after a short rest.

Fu Jingchen was completely relieved, and told An Qing to rest here, and he would go to the doctor for rehabilitation.

An Qing nodded obediently, Fu Jingchen pampered her little head and left.

An Qing was the only one left in the ward. She pulled Xiao Bai out of her bag, and flicked his chubby little butt so hard that his tears flowed.

"Boss, it's really not my fault, it's really the original body that has claustrophobia, ehhhh..."

(End of this chapter)