Metaphysics Live Room: The host is the contract husband

The police quickly arrived. The car had been burned to its skeleton. After a quick inspection, the police officer said sternly, "Mr. Fu, we've found a miniature bomb in your car."

Fu Yuan was helped up and the ambulance arrived soon. After a brief examination, they found that he only had a minor fracture in his left arm and needed to go to the hospital for treatment.

He only had a few scratches on his body. Everyone thought it was a miracle that he was only injured slightly in such a serious car accident.

Xiao Wang was carried into the car, and Fu Yuan followed him to the hospital. He lay on the hospital bed and used his mobile phone to contact people from the company.

After understanding the whole story, the assistant looked at the restless shareholders and said, "The president is in the hospital for some reason. He will be back in two days. For the time being, I will leave the project to you."

"I'm going to deliver the computer to the president now, and we'll have the online meeting on time tomorrow."

As soon as the person left, the conference room exploded.

The shareholders looked at each other in bewilderment and said, "Is this really true? The president was in a car accident and he's okay? The brakes weren't working, and he's still okay. It's a miracle."

Some people curled their lips in disdain. It would be no good for them if nothing happened. What was there to be surprised about? They still had to attend meetings tomorrow and be treated like slaves.

"Okay, everyone, organize the information you have and think about how to explain it to the president tomorrow. Don't forget that you still have a meeting tomorrow."

Everyone's expression was startled. Yes, the president had an unkind temper. If he couldn't do the project at hand well, his eyes would be like those of the devil.

Fu Yuan was lying on the hospital bed with his left arm hung up and a Band-Aid on his face, looking a little funny.

After Su Chen heard that he had been in a car accident, he came with a fruit basket and some food. After seeing the man's appearance, he raised his eyebrows and walked towards him quickly.

"Are you... okay?"

"Well, luckily I have the talisman paper you gave me, otherwise I would be in danger this time. If not dead, I would be crippled."

Su Chen walked in, followed by Qin Wushuang. Looking at the man who was rarely in a human-machine state, a smile flashed in his eyes: "Mr. Fu, was this an accident or was it intentional?"

Fu Yuan thought of the strange doll and said, "It seems to be man-made, but it is related to those dirty things."

Then he recounted everything that happened in the car, his expression calm: "Someone wants to harm me, but I still haven't figured out who it is. A mere doll can really bewitch people."

"You lost the doll, so why don't you let me take a look? Maybe I can find some clues. You've used up all the talisman paper you bought."

"It's almost used up, and the pendant isn't as bright anymore. Su Chen, give me some more talisman paper. As for the money, just name it. Any amount is fine."

Su Chen nodded and handed over a purse.

"This is for you. It contains more defensive talismans. Even if there's an evil spirit, saving your life won't be a problem."

Fu Yuan's cell phone rang. He glanced at the caller and frowned slightly. Why would Yian call him at this time? Isn't it too much of a coincidence?

After the call was connected, I turned on the hands-free mode: [Hello, Yian, is there something you want to talk to me about?]

There was no sound on the other end of the phone for a while. Fu Yian looked at the phone in surprise. Listening to the voice on the phone, his eyes were full of disbelief. How could this be possible?

Judging from the time, my eldest brother had been in a car accident. Even if he didn't die, he should be in the hospital, disabled and unconscious. How come he sounds normal?

"It's nothing, brother. I just want to ask what you want to eat. I'm going home for the New Year and want to bring you some gifts."

"No, I don't need anything."

As the two talked, the atmosphere became tense again.

When Fu Yian was feeling a little embarrassed, the doctor came to check on him. His voice came through the phone and he could hear the doctor's voice.

He quickly opened his mouth and pretended to be worried: "Brother, what's wrong with you? I think I heard the doctor's voice. Are you sick? I'll go back now to see if your condition is serious."

Fu Yuan said coldly: [No, it's just a minor problem. He will be discharged in two days. You don't need to run back and forth.]

[Okay, if you don't have anything else to do, study hard. I'm going to hang up now. We'll talk when we have time.]

The doctor checked his arm, recorded the data and left. Fu Yuan was still thinking about what he had just said. He wondered if Yian was a little too excited when he heard that he was in the hospital.

Qin Wushuang sat aside, looking out the window, and said quietly, "Your brother cares about you very much. He even came back from across the country to see you."

Fu Yian had never been so warm to him before. Although his words were praiseworthy, they were mostly filled with jealousy, but he himself might not have noticed it.

"Well, there's no need for him to come back."

"Okay Su Chen, you've seen the person and nothing's wrong, so let's go back early. We finally got some rest, so it's better to sleep in at home."

Su Chen nodded, stepped forward to help him feel his pulse, and after confirming that it was still the same old illness and the damage from the car accident was not serious, he said softly: "If there is nothing wrong, I will go back."

Fu Yuan hummed, looked at him, and spoke cautiously: "Su Chen, I want to drink the bone soup you made. Can you make it and give it to me?"

As soon as these words came out, a chilling gaze swept over.

Qin Wushuang's face turned cold, and he said bluntly: "Boss Fu, you can't take advantage of my husband's kindness and talkativeness to order people to work. He deserves the tens of millions he gave you."

"Your life, Fu Yuan, is worth much more than those tens of millions."

Her words were full of possessiveness and she looked at him warily. If she wasn't afraid that this man had bad intentions, would she have followed him? His demands were becoming more and more excessive.

Su Chen looked at him in surprise: "I'm sorry, Mr. Fu, I'm a little busy and may not have time. Why don't you ask the nanny to take you there? I'll come over to see if you're okay and I'll be relieved."

"Carry the purse with you. It can protect you from any danger. If you encounter that puppet next time, remember to let me go over and take a look."