The internal structure design of the hospital has been carefully constructed by famous foreign designers. The space is clean, atmospheric and extremely comfortable.

Said to be a hospital, it is more like a casual semi-open area, except that the access control block is set at the only entrance.

The environment inside is quiet and elegant, with some modern Chinese style, which makes people feel calm.

Su Qi walked all the way and received the envious and amazing eyes of many doctors and nurses, but when the corridor was turned, he suddenly saw a man sitting on a bamboo chair not far away.

He narrowed his eyes, huh, Fu Yechuan?

Gradually approached, watching him sitting there alone, with a lonely back, I'm afraid it must be uncomfortable now.

After all, the person standing beside Su Nan became Shang Qian.

Thinking of Su Yifeng's attitude towards Shang Qian, perhaps, the two of them are really having fun.

Fu Yechuan raised his eyes and saw Su Qi standing in front of him, smiling.

"What a coincidence, Mr. Fu!"

Su Qi looked at him and couldn't help but be a little surprised.

His eyes were full of red blood, as if he hadn't closed his eyes for a few days, but also seemed to be anxious and uncomfortable. In short, he looked very bad.

He had never seen Fu Yechuan like this.

At the moment, the feeling of wanting to tease him has also diminished a lot.

Fu Yechuan lowered his eyes, his voice hoarse and rough, "Is she feeling better?"

Sure enough, it was for Su Nan.

Su Qi sighed and sat beside him.

"It's much better. Apart from not being able to leave, there are no major issues. President Fu is worried."

Fu Yechuan's eyes moved slightly, and he lowered his head in silence, not knowing what he was looking at.

Su Qi blinked and raised his eyebrows, "Mr. Fu, why don't you go in and take a look?"

This is not his Fu Yechuan style!

Fu Yechuan froze for a moment. Of course he wanted to see her. He wanted to fly over to see her for the first time.

But approaching the door, he backed away.

I don't know why, but I felt a little uneasy in my heart.

Especially knowing that Shang Qian and she are of the same blood type, this kind of unease seems to be rooted in his heart, sour and painful.

He always had a feeling of being faceless to her.

After a few moments of silence, Fu Yechuan opened his mouth slowly, with a gloomy expression between his brows.

"No, next time..."

With that, he stood up and wanted to leave.

Sitting here for an hour, he was so close to her, but he felt very far away, and he was getting further and further away.

Su Qi's eyes froze, and he suddenly sneered.

"Fu never dared to see her, right? You used my sister's blood to save your lover in those three years. Now when she lost too much blood, it was another person's blood that saved her, but this person I still like his Shang Qian..."

Fu Yechuan's back froze fiercely, and his eyes instantly turned cold.

His eyes were dark and sharp, he turned around, his face was gloomy, and the air pressure around him was extremely low:

"Su Qi..."

The person in front of him was Su Nan's third brother, so when he said this, he was safe.

Su Qi sneered, this is a fact, what is there to argue about?

Not a single lie, he didn't even have room to refute!

"Do you know how precious her blood is? Do you know that the corners of our furniture are soft bags? Did you know that she has never cut fruit by herself since she was a child, and even a fruit knife will not appear in front of her?"

Su Qi sat there, raising his chin slightly, with a faint smile on his lips.

"You don't know anything. When she insisted on marrying you, she gave her life to you, but you want her to die every time..."

"I don't……"

His tone was deep, his voice was hoarse and dry, like the wind and sand in the desert, and his heart was like a thin thread wrapped around his heart, gradually tightening and suffocating him.