Bigoted Mr. Fu Lets Me Do Whatever I Want

Because Qin Shu wore light-colored home clothes, stained with bright red blood, it was unusually eye-catching.

In the sitting position, the trouser legs are moved up a little, and the bright red blood can be clearly seen flowing from the ankles.

Fu Tingyan was so scared that it took a long time to react. He pointed her leg and asked: "Why is your leg bleeding?"

Qin Shu felt the tingling pain from the calf wound just now, because her attention was on Fu Songlan's body, so she didn't think of the wound for a while.

After Fu Tingyan reminded her, she remembered the injury on her calf and clearly felt the tingling pain.

She looked down at the injured calf and found that the blood had penetrated into her pants, and she could still feel blood flowing from the wound.

Even if she didn't roll up her trouser legs to look at it, she knew that the wound that hadn't completely scabbed had already opened.

"Maybe I accidentally bumped into the Dwarf just now. It's okay." She supported the Dwarf on the side. When she stood up, she looked at the corner of the Dwarf table. It was glass and triangular. Just accidentally, the wound must be Poke this up.

Hearing the bleeding, Fu Songlan looked back at Qin Shu and saw that there was blood on her clothes. The little figure over a meter squatted down in front of Qin Shu, with worry on her immature face.

"Auntie, your leg is bleeding, isn't it painful? I will blow it to you and it won't hurt."

Fu Songlan met Qin Shu once, when Fu Tingyu asked him to call him Si Aunt, so he kept remembering.

His mother often said that it doesn't hurt to blow.

Fu Tingyan didn't almost laugh at this little ball: "Do you think she is a three-year-old child? Doesn't it hurt even if she blows?"

Fu Songlan tilted his head and looked at Fu Tingyan, as if thinking about a three-year-old child.

"I think he's right." Qin Shu lowered his head and looked at Fu Songlan, with a gentle smile: "Xiaolan is right, but Aunt Si doesn't hurt."

Hearing Qin Shu's words, Fu Songlan immediately looked at Fu Tingyan and said with a milky voice: "Have you heard? The fourth aunt said that I was right."

Fu Tingyan ignored Fu Songlan. Instead, he looked at Qin Shu's bleeding leg and said, "How could it be possible to bleed when hitting the corner of the table? You roll up your trouser legs to see if you hit it?

Qin Shu shook his head indifferently: "No, it's just a fall. It's not a big deal. I will go up and change clothes to accompany you down. You will play with Xiaolan first."

Fu Tingyan glanced at the bleeding leg. It was impossible to bleed after a hit. He suggested, "Let Dr. Tang come to show you. It is not a trivial matter that you are still bleeding."

In his brother's eyes, breaking the skin is a major event, let alone bleeding?

Doctor Tang is the private doctor of the Fu family.

Is it OK for Dr. Tang to see?

A discerning person knew the wound was a gunshot wound at first glance, and if Dr. Tang saw it, it meant that Fu Tingyu knew.

"There is an OK stretch in the room, I'll just post it."

Qin Shu was afraid that Fu Tingyan would really call Doctor Tang over, and hurriedly turned upstairs, enduring the tingling in his calf, and stepped up the steps.

Fu Songlan also stood up and shouted towards Qin Shu's back: "Si Auntie, you have to come down quickly and play with me in the police catching the thief."

"Well, I'll get down after I change my clothes." Qin Shu turned around and smiled at Fu Songlan, then stepped upstairs.

Fu Tingyan looked at Qin Shu's bleeding leg, it seemed that there was something wrong with walking.

Lemon just walked into the living room and saw Madam Young go upstairs again. She stepped up to Fu Tingyan and asked in a low voice: Young Master, what happened just now? "

Fu Tingyan retracted his gaze and glanced sideways at Lemon: "She fell down just now and her legs were bleeding. She went upstairs to change clothes."

"Madam Young fell, and fell? Still bleeding? Then, do you want to call Fourth Master?"

Hearing Qin Shu's wrestling and bleeding, Lemon was anxious, thinking about whether to call Si Ye.

Fu Tingyan didn't say a word. If he bleeds after a fall in school, it's his turn to be anxious.

As soon as Fu Songlan called the Fourth Master, she tugged at Lemon's clothes and looked up at Lemon with her immature face: "Miss Sister, hit it, I want to talk to Fourth Uncle."

Lemon lowered his head and glanced at Fu Songlan, that small face was especially rare.

She knelt down, her eyes were level with Fu Songlan's, a little tangled.

To fight or not to fight?

But Si Ye said that if Mrs. Young's accident happens, he must be notified as soon as possible.

I fell and bleeds, which is quite serious.

"Does Miss Sister know how to make calls? I will call. You give me your cell phone and tell me your fourth uncle's cell phone number."

Fu Songlan didn't even play with the toy gun, and stared at the lemon, as if I could do everything.

Fu Tingyan bent over, picked Fu Songlan up, and placed it on the sofa beside her with a serious expression: "Don't make trouble. If you didn't run around, could your fourth aunt fall and bleed? When your uncle comes back, See you still skinny?"

Standing in front of Fu Songlan, who was just over one meter tall, Fu Tingyan was like a mountain, especially with a serious face that made the naughty Fu Songlan dare not speak any more.

He knew that it was because he didn't look at the road when he was running, that caused the fourth aunt to fall, so he directly counseled.

Lemon hesitated for a while, then took out the phone from his pocket and dialed Si Ye's phone number.

While waiting for the connection, the hand that Lemon held the phone was full of sweat.

Fu Tingyu, who was sitting at the dark coffee desk, heard the ringtone of the call and glanced at the phone on his right. The caller ID was lemon.

Lemon calls are all about girls.

Suddenly called today. Could it be that something happened to the girl?

I stretched my hand over and picked up the phone to connect to the call: "What's the matter?"

When Lemon heard the question from the Fourth Master, her heart was almost shaken, and the conversation with the Fourth Master was very oppressive.

"Four Lord, the young lady fell at home and seemed to bleed."

After the words were finished, Lemon realized that his voice was a little trembling. Whoever made the fourth master's aura too strong, it was already very powerful to be able to say it.

Fu Tingyu's eyes tightened when he heard this: "Why did you fall? Did you seek a doctor?"

As he spoke, he stood up from the leather chair, strode to the office door, opened the door and walked out.

"I don't know, it seems that I fell in the living room, and I haven't called a doctor yet." Lemon whispered back.

"What about her?" Fu Tingyu walked directly into the elevator and reached the first floor.

"The young lady went to the bedroom to change clothes."

Fu Tingyu hung up the phone directly, waited for the elevator door to open, walked straight out of the company, and drove to Shengyuan by himself.

Lemon glanced at the phone that had been hung up and breathed a sigh of relief. A commoner like her was talking on the phone with Fourth Master, and his heartbeat was almost jumping out.

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After Qin Shu returned to the bedroom, he did not rush to change clothes first, but took the medicine cabinet from the cabinet and put it on the cabinet.