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

Wen Zhixia opened her eyes in shock.

However, being kissed by him like this, she wanted to push him away, but thinking of the wounds all over his body, she didn't dare to touch him, and her hands hung awkwardly in the air.

After the kiss, Fu Ruoshi's brows relaxed and he smiled with relief, "I'm fine."

Then, he felt a sharp pain in his back, and he gasped again. He couldn't hold on and fell backwards.

Wen Zhixia gently caught him and helped him turn over and lie down again.

"I went home on purpose," Qingci's voice was a little dull at this moment, "and I also let him beat me on purpose."

"I want to apologize to you."

Wen Zhixia paused while applying medicine to him, not knowing what to say.

If she accepted his apology, it would mean that she acknowledged that he could use such an extreme method to save the relationship. If she did not accept it, she would feel reluctant and could only remain silent.

Fu Ruoshi heard her silence, turned to look at Wen She, and asked, "Xu Hui's career is completely ruined, and I can't get out of bed. Are you relieved? Is it enough to comfort your grandfather's spirit in heaven?"

The understatement of his tone was in stark contrast to his ruthless actions.

"What are you talking about?" Wen Zhixia was a little anxious. "I have never hated anyone, let alone wanted to take revenge on anyone. Why are you doing this? I don't need you to do this."

Fu Ruoshi was rejected by her again and felt annoyed for no reason, but he was seriously injured and couldn't vent his anger.

"You don't need me, but I do," he said angrily, "I feel sorry for your grandfather. I want to avenge him. Is that okay? Is it okay if I have some free time?"

Wen Zhixia couldn't believe that even though he was injured like this, he was still so rude. She subconsciously used a little more force when applying the alcohol cotton.

"Hiss..." Fu Ruoshi frowned and turned back, "Did you do this on purpose?"

Wen Zhixia: "I'm interested."

......

A moment later, Wen Zhixia finished disinfecting him. While cutting the gauze, Fu Ruoshi raised his hand and pointed at the desk, "Give me my phone."

Wen Zhixia took out the phone and handed it to him.

"Enter your password and your birthday." Fu Ruoshi felt pain all over his body when he moved, so he could only instruct her, "Go to WeChat and find Song Ailing. You can figure out the rest yourself."

In private, Wen Zhixia noticed that Fu Ruoshi often called her parents by their names, and only called Bai Lan "Grandma". It can be seen that his feelings for his parents were far less than those for his grandmother. It was more like a Schrödinger-like relationship of both opposition and cooperation.

Wen Zhixia entered her birthday, unlocked the phone, and then, as he instructed, turned to the chat page with Song Ailing. She then saw the series of evidence he had sent to Song Ailing, which showed Xu Hui and her gallery's illegal operations and tax evasion.

"That day at the Harbour City Hotel, I went to see Xu Hui about this matter," Fu Ruoshi explained to her, "I want her to completely break up with Song Ailing, and stop trying to sow discord between us in the future."

"I'm not really dating her."

"I won't contact her or the Xu family anymore."

"This time it's true."

But he deliberately did not say that he came here specifically to ask for compensation for Wen Zhixia. He knew that if he said it, Wen Zhixia would not accept it.

Seeing his face pale with pain, yet he was still trying to explain, Wen Zhixia's heart softened again.

He did this and really didn't leave himself any way out.

"It's already this late, don't talk about these nonsense," Wen Zhixia sighed and put down the phone, "Don't move, the wound is bleeding, let me help you cover it with some gauze."

Fu Ruoshi said "oh" and shut up obediently.

By the time all the wounds on his back were treated, Wen Zhixia was exhausted and sweating profusely.

"Does it still hurt?" She took a towel and wiped the sweat off Fu Ruoshi's forehead.

"It hurts." Fu Ruoshi lay listlessly on the pillow. Although he was weak, he was still not serious. "But if you can kiss all my wounds, I won't feel any pain."

......

Wen Zhixia patted him on the back gently and said, "Can you stop being so funny?"

"Fu Keming is old now, and his strength isn't as good as it used to be." Fu Ruoshi forced a smile and said, "When he used to beat me with a belt, I would have been unconscious for at least two days. But until today, I haven't fainted yet, and I can still see you."

Wen Zhixia felt sad and wanted to laugh at his words.

"Stop talking and save your energy," she said. "I'll get you some lemonade."

"I want to drink ice Coke."

"What a beautiful thought."

"Oh......"

When he came back, Fu Ruoshi fell asleep again.

His injuries required a lot of sleep to heal, so Wen Zhixia didn't intend to wake him up and gently placed the water next to him.

After leaving the bedroom and closing the door, Mrs. Li came up to her with a worried look on her face, "Young Madam, is Mr. Fu okay?"

"Not very well," Wen Zhixia said honestly, "His wound wasn't treated in time, so it's inflamed and he has a high fever. I gave him some medicine. I'll take his temperature later. You should rest."

Mrs. Li sighed, "It's so great to have you in this family. When you came just now, I felt so relieved. You should rest first. I'll keep an eye on things."

"It's okay. I'm a doctor and I'm used to working night shifts." Wen Zhixia thought for a moment and then asked, "What happened between him and the chairman? Why did they fight like this?"

Mrs. Li said, "I heard from the housekeeper there that the Xu family went straight to the chairman's office and complained that Mr. Fu had caused their daughter to become mentally ill and depressed."

"Xu Hui has depression?" Wen Zhixia was stunned. "Then doesn't she have to bear legal responsibility?"

"Who knows?" Mrs. Li said, "The chairman is always ruthless. This time, President Fu has caused tension between him and the Xu family. He must be angry."

"That's too harsh a beating." Wen Zhixia said, "Does the chairman often fight with Ruoshi?"

Mrs. Li held up two fingers, indicating a wide width. "With such a thick belt, he had to take off his shirt before being beaten. The housekeeper said that when the chairman beat him, President Fu kept talking back and provoking him, so the chairman hit him even harder. What do you think of these two...ah!"

Wen Zhixia was a little amused and helpless.

She could also imagine such a scene. Fu Ruoshi's mouth was harder than his bones. If she wanted him to stop talking nonsense, she would have to poison him and make him mute.

"Young Madam, please don't leave for the time being, okay?" Mrs. Li pleaded, "Mr. Fu is in such a bad condition that he won't be able to get out of bed for at least ten days."

Wen Zhixia calculated the time with her fingers and realized that in half a month, she would go to the Civil Affairs Bureau with him to get a divorce certificate.

He came home to get beaten, wasn't he using this to buy time?

But based on Wen Zhixia's understanding of him, if he didn't want to get a divorce, he would really do it.

"How about this," Wen Zhixia thought for a moment, "I'll come over after get off work in the next few days to take care of him. When he's almost recovered, I'll leave."

The next night.

After Wen Zhixia got off work, she went home for dinner and took a taxi to the villa to change Fu Ruoshi's medicine.

Fu Ruoshi was in better spirits today than yesterday and was able to get out of bed, but he walked very stiffly and his shoulders and back were completely unable to move. Any movement would pull on the wound on his back, causing him to grimace in pain.

Wen Zhixia removed the gauze on his back and replaced it.

"According to your recovery, you'll be able to live a normal life in ten days." Wen Zhixia said, "Don't do any strenuous exercise these days, and don't secretly ruin yourself while I'm away."

Fu Ruoshi asked her with a smile, "I'm ruining myself, do you feel bad?"

"That's just the doctor's sympathy for the patient." Wen Zhixia emphasized, "Also, the divorce cooling-off period will end in a dozen days. During this time, don't do anything extraneous and don't try to delay."