Chapter 475

  Fu Yixing has no emotion in his eyes, like a killing machine.

  Mo Qing had been waiting outside. Just after smoking a cigarette, he heard Lu Wanchu's panicking sound. Knowing that something was wrong, Mo Qing pushed the door in immediately. At a glance, he saw Fu Yixing who was out of control, his complexion changed drastically.

  Fu Yixing got sick, how could he get sick at this time?

  It is reasonable to say that he will have to wait another two days, but he became ill today, which he did not expect, and Lu Wan initially did not expect it.

   "Catch him."

  Fu Yixing could not be grasped by Lu Wanchu's strength. Fu Yixing was very powerful, and because he had learned martial arts since he was a child, he had few opponents.

  In the past, when Fu Yixing became ill, he would have a lot of strong bodyguards around him, just to catch him and let Lu Wanchu treat him.

  Mo Qing nodded immediately, and stepped forward to catch Fu Yixing.

  Fu Yixing is not so easy to catch, and there is no other person around them, so they can only try their backs.

  Mo Qing covered his shoulders, his mouth smelled of rust, he gritted his teeth and stepped forward again.

  At the beginning of the day, Lu knew that it was not a way to go on like this, and now it was too late to go back and get the silver needle, so he could only rely on himself.

  The sound of a broken vase came from the living room. It was the sound of Fu Yixing breaking the vase after going crazy.

   Seeing that Mo Qing had no choice but to take Fu Yixing, Lu Wanchu stepped forward, threw himself into Fu Yixing's arms, and hugged him.

   "Fu Yixing, you wake me up, I don't allow you to do this, did you hear that."

   "President Fu, don't hurt Miss Lu."

  Mo Qing propped one hand on the wall and shouted loudly in Fu Yixing's direction.

  Fu Yixing's eyes were scarlet, and he clasped Lu Wanchu's neck with one hand, and raised the other hand, as if to do something.

  Lu Wanchu closed his eyes, a tear slipped from the corner of his eye, and said with difficulty, "Fu Yixing, awake, okay?"

  Fu Yixing's whole body shook, as if there was something about to explode, his eyes were scarlet, and gradually there was a familiar voice in his ears, she was calling him, trying to wake him up.

  Late late, his late, his late.

  The scarlet faded slowly, Fu Yixing's long and narrow phoenix eyes fell on Lu Wanchu's body, and he found that he was actually pinching her neck, distressedly changed to touch, and the hoarse voice sounded, "Late and late?!"

  Lu Wanchu opened his eyes and looked at Fu Yixing in surprise, "Fu Yixing, are you awake?"

  She tried it a long time ago. Fu Yixing, who was ill, knew no one, but he knew her and never wanted to hurt her.

  Today, there is really no way. She can only bet like this. If the bet wins, she wins. If the bet loses, she doesn't blame anyone. Fortunately, she won the bet.

   Fu Yixing stretched out his hand to hug Lu Wanchu, leaned his head on her shoulder, and blamed himself, “Well, I’m awake.”

  Although he is awake, the violence in his body still exists, he can't guarantee that he will not have an attack in the next moment.

  Mo Qing stood aside and breathed a sigh of relief, and couldn't help but raise the corners of his lips.

  Half an hour later, in Fu Yixing's room, Lu Wanchu personally gave Fu Yixing a needle while Mo Qing was making medicine downstairs.

  Fu Yixing is sober, but it does not mean that he will not have another attack tonight. Lu Wanchu must be by his side tonight, putting acupuncture and suppressing it before talking about other things.

  Fu Yixing leaned weakly on the bed. Every time he became ill, after he went mad, his body's strength seemed to be exhausted.

  After the injection was completed, Lu Wanchu did not leave. He stretched out his hand to touch his aching neck, which was the pain left by Fu Yixing's pinch when she fell ill just now.

  (End of this chapter)