We agreed to divorce at the expiration date, why do you regret it, Mr. Fu?

But the cooling-off period hasn't passed yet.

Fu Ruoshi could only mutter in his heart. Seeing her brows twisted in pain, he didn't dare to anger her at all.

So he nodded, "I understand, wife."

......

"get out!"

"Ok."

Fu Ruoshi left reluctantly.

The two young nurses who treated Wen Zhixia's wounds also saw Fu Ruo for the first time. They were shocked to find that the only son of the Fu family, who was rumored to be cold, noble, low-key and mysterious, was actually a henpecked man.

A few minutes later, Fu Ruoshi knocked on the door again.

Wen Zhixia was about to chase him away, but when she looked up, she saw the dean, the vice dean, Director Wu, and a few familiar experts.

After they dealt with Xu Hui's affairs, they came here to visit her.

Several people had stiff expressions on their faces. After all, no one could have imagined that there was such a big Buddha hidden behind this taciturn little doctor. He was really too low-key.

"Zhixia, are you okay?" Director Wu was the first to ask about her. "These two are Director Qiu Shi and Director Su Wen from the orthopedics department. They'll check you out to see if you have any broken bones."

Wen Zhixia nodded and greeted the two directors. The dean and vice dean exchanged pleasantries with Fu Ruoshi outside before coming in to see her.

"Xiao Wen, you almost scared me to death!" Mao Feng approached nervously, "Director Qiu and Director Su, I leave Xiao Wen in your hands. You must examine her carefully. This is the hand of the future surgeon!"

The dean checked Wen Zhixia's injuries and said to Fu Ruoshi, "I don't think Xiao Wen's problem is serious. President Fu, don't worry too much. Just leave it to us."

"What are you talking about?" Fu Ruoshi said politely, "I've been coming to the hospital frequently recently. Come, let's add each other on WeChat. If you have anything to say, just tell me. I'm always here to help."

What I mean is that if you treat my wife nicely, I won’t treat you unfairly.

Wen Zhixia felt a little embarrassed being surrounded by such a large group of people.

"Directors, how about we go to the next door and take a picture first?"

When he saw her stand up and about to leave, Fu Ruoshi wanted to go over to help her, but Wen Zhixia's arm was injured but her leg was not, so she dodged away.

"Don't get so close to me."

Fu Ruoshi said "oh" and stood there obediently.

About half an hour later, Wen Zhixia finished taking the X-ray and doing a comprehensive examination.

Fu Ruoshi went over immediately and asked, "Doctor, is my wife's hand okay?"

Director Su said, "It's nothing serious. It's just a flesh wound, but the wound is quite deep. During this period, her daily life, such as eating, sleeping, and bathing, will be a little more difficult. She must remember to avoid the wound."

"With President Fu's care, Zhixia will definitely recover soon."

Thank goodness.

Fu Ruoshi let out a long sigh.

After listening to the doctor's instructions for some precautions, he rushed to see Wen Zhixia without stopping.

The wound on Wen Zhixia's arm had been stitched up and was wrapped with a piece of gauze, which was faintly stained with blood.

She leaned on the bed and stared out the window, not knowing what she was thinking.

Today's series of events happened too suddenly.

After coming to her senses, she understood two things. One was that Xu Hui's gunman incident was planned by Fu Ruoshi; the other was that the fact that she was married to Fu Ruoshi could no longer be kept secret in the hospital.

Wen Zhixia was a little speechless.

This time, he shouted with a loud speaker, letting everyone know that they were actually going to get their divorce certificate in a few days. Then he would disappear without a trace, leaving her to face the rumors and social conventions of the hospital.

Seeing that she ignored him, Fu Ruoshi walked over carefully and said, "Doctor Su said that your right hand has been difficult to move recently. Why don't you move back to the villa with me? Sister Li can take care of you, and I don't have to go back to the United States."

Wen Zhixia gave him a cold look and said, "No, I can handle it myself."

She didn't want to know too much about what he was planning.

However, Fu Ruoshi was constantly rejected by her, and his mentality began to collapse. "Do you have to reject me at this time? Will you die if you stay with me for one more second? Am I that scary?"

"If you shout like that now, everyone in the hospital will know I'm your wife," Wen Zhixia said. "There's already enough gossip about me in the hospital. How can I hold my head up high in the future if you do this?"

Fu Ruoshi raised an eyebrow, "Oh? What gossip? Tell me about it~"

Wen Zhixia couldn't work with her hands today, and since she had nothing to do, she told him, "People in the hospital say that I had an affair with you, that you were married to Xu Hui, and that you have a son, born to you by Xu Hui. And have you forgotten before? When my grandfather was still alive, there were rumors that I was a mistress."

Fu Ruoshi was a little amused and helpless after hearing this.

He had been very secretive about his private life, but he didn't expect the rumors to be so outrageous.

"Then why don't you tell the truth?" Fu Ruoshi asked, "Just say I'm your husband, and let them come and ask me if they don't believe me, or just throw the marriage certificate in their faces."

"I'm telling the truth?"

Wen Zhixia laughed coldly, "Your mother came to the hospital and told me clearly that even if I took a loud speaker and shouted on the street, your Fu family would not recognize me as your daughter-in-law."

"She told you this?" Fu Ruoshi's expression turned cold. "What else did she tell you?"

Wen Zhixia lowered her eyes. "Don't you know what she said? Didn't you ask her to tell me? Wasn't it you who planned to clear yourself of all charges and pave the way for rebuilding your image as a man after the divorce?"

"No, why would I let Song Ailing pass on a message to you?" Fu Ruoshi was puzzled. "When we agreed to a secret marriage, I wanted to keep your identity hidden. After you get divorced, I will erase your marriage record. Even if you remarry, no one will look down on you for being a second marriage."

Wen Zhixia didn't say anything. In her opinion, it was obvious that he didn't want others to think that he was getting married for the second time.

"There must be a misunderstanding here," Fu Ruoshi thought for a moment, "I'll go find her. If Song Ailing comes to harass you again, just call me and I'll chase her away."

Wen Zhixia sighed lightly, "No need. Even if we had a misunderstanding, we're getting divorced now. What's the harm in resolving a misunderstanding that hasn't been resolved for three years?"

Fu Ruoshi's eyes dimmed slightly and he didn't know how to respond.

After all, it was he who had ignored her, it was he who had left her alone in the empty room, and it was he who had not stood up to protect her.

He cared very little about her and had no idea how much grievance she had endured silently.

"Go out, I'm bleeding too much, I want to sleep." Wen Zhixia curled up in the quilt in annoyance, and said in a muffled voice, "Don't talk nonsense when you go out, and don't tell everyone that you are my husband. You have no shame, but I still have some."

Fu Ruoshi was helpless against her criticism and became a little anxious. "Wen Zhixia, the cooling-off period between you and me hasn't passed yet. I am your husband, and I, Fu Ruoshi, am your husband. How can I embarrass you?"