Fu Yechuan's eyes narrowed fiercely, and Shang Qian smiled.

"Mr. Fu, she's resting inside. You'd better not disturb her."

Fu Yechuan also has weaknesses in killing people, and his weakness is Su Nan.

Shang Qian knew that Fu Yechuan had never given up on Su Nan, but he was holding on to their unbearable past to remind him repeatedly that he was not worthy!

He consciously considers himself a gentleman, but in the shopping mall, a gentleman is the demeanor that people at the top of the pyramid have when they have nothing to do.

He rolled all the way from Vanity Fair, what have you not seen?

Fu Yechuan's previous raid caught him off guard.

But then, if Fu Yechuan wanted to mess with him, he would officially accept it!

Shang Qian's provocation made Fu Yechuan very angry, and he had no reason to bear it, and punched him heavily in the face.

"What are you?"

He fell directly to the ground.

He lost too much blood, and he still hasn't fully recovered. He was hit by this punch, and his eyes were blackened, and he had reached the limit.

The nurse who came to round the room suddenly saw this scene and screamed in horror!

Shang Qian lay there weakly, panting weakly.

The ward opposite suddenly opened, and Su Nan appeared at the door in a wheelchair.

Seeing this scene, his face changed instantly!

"Fu Yechuan..."

Fu Yechuan's clenched fist was stiff in the air, and the atmosphere instantly froze.

The surrounding doctors and nurses rushed over to gather around Shang Qian.

His face was pale, and the scarlet blood at the corners of his mouth was particularly miserable on that clear and gentle face.

But no one around dared to complain, because they all heard the name Su Nan shouted.

Fu Yechuan!

Fu Yechuan slowly stood up and looked at the woman in the wheelchair with dark and deep eyes. The redness at the corners of his eyes had not yet faded away, and the bloodshot eyes were also dark at this time.

He saw that Su Nan's face was first shocked, then angry.

This anger was directed at him.

At that moment, the heart seemed to be penetrated by a sharp hook, and the pain was bloody.

Su Nan's wheelchair came to the front, but he didn't say a word to him, but looked down at Shang Qian who was lying there for rescue.

"How's it going?"

The doctor did not dare to move Shang Qian's body easily, but his tone was more solemn.

"He had already lost too much blood, and his body has not yet fully recovered. This punch is likely to cause a concussion and subsequent complications caused by insufficient blood supply. The specific situation needs to be further investigated."

After speaking, looking at the nurse beside him, he whispered:

"Go and prepare the stretcher and examination room, and don't move the patient's body easily."

Everyone quickly went to prepare their work, and within a minute, the stretcher came.

Shang Qian lay there weakly, his lips were gray and white, and his warm and handsome face was fragile as if he could die in the next second.

Su Nan's heart twitched.

A normal person won't fall down with a punch, it's all because he gave her too much blood before...

She couldn't understand the feeling of powerlessness after donating blood. She was extremely vulnerable.

And now, there is someone who is suffering because of her.

The doctor took the people away, leaving Su Nan and Fu Yechuan alone.

As soon as their eyes met, there was an indescribable sense of complexity.

Su Nan lowered his eyes, his face was indifferent, and his voice was clear and cold:

"What are you here for?"

Just as Fu Yechuan was about to speak, Su Nan snorted coldly, "Are you here to beat someone?"

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