Love You To The Bones

The operating room was brightly lit.

Shen Zichuan has just taken two steps. The door of the operating room has been opened by the people inside.

"Mr. Shen..." the female attending doctor came out and looked at his terrible face and eyes. She was very flustered. "Miss Yanrong is still during the operation. You have to go in to visit her. Please put on your disinfection clothes first..."

Before he finished, the heavy door had been kicked by the man's long legs!

Looking at Shen Zichuan who broke in like a devil, the remaining doctors trembled. But with the attitude of "taking money to eliminate disasters for others", they looked at each other for a second or two and dared to say, "Mr. Shen, hold, sorry, any interference during the operation is likely to cause great impact and harm to miss Yanrong. Can you please go out first...?"

"Get out!"

Shen Zichuan spit out a word coldly from his thin lips. He didn't even see the doctors' faces. He strode to Fang Yanrong lying on the operating table, suddenly stuck the woman's white and tender neck with one hand, and his slender fingers suddenly withdrew.

Fang Yanrong's breathing became difficult little by little. She could no longer pretend to be drugged and fell asleep. She had to open her eyes. The soft sentence "brother Zichuan" had not finished shouting, and coughed violently and painfully.

"Is that what you call dying?"

Shen Zichuan glanced coldly at Fang Yanrong's flat abdomen. The crooked scar was stained with a lot of blood, but how do you think it's fake.

He raised his other hand, grabbed the paper towel placed on the cart next to him and wiped it hard. He saw that the scar was easily erased, exposing smooth and white skin. There was no trace of knife edge on the surface, not to mention the scar caused by the last kidney transplantation. He immediately understood that the so-called kidney rupture was just a false and ridiculous lie.

For a moment, the cruelty hidden in his bones suddenly broke out and reached its peak.

He pinched Fang Yanrong's neck harder. Every smile aroused by his thin lips was cold and cracked. "If you don't want to die, tell me where rosemary came from?"

"Cough, brother Zichuan, can you let me go first..."

Fang Yanrong was about to be choked by the familiar but terrible man and almost suffocated to death. She blinked pitifully, and the painful tears kept falling down.

When I shed tears, I remembered: at the birthday party of the 18-year-old adult ceremony, she was in the limelight because he didn't deny that she was his little girlfriend.

On his nineteenth birthday, he had a car accident.

That morning, at the age of 19, she was attending a very important interview in the film and television school. When it was her turn to hear the news, she rushed out of the school to take care of him in person, regardless of Zhao Li and her mentor.

In the emergency room of the hospital, she hugged him who had lost too much blood, and her white dress was stained with his blood.

Later, he woke up. During the infusion, she sat by the bed crying all the time and wanted to bear the pain instead of him. At that time, he pulled her over with another undamaged arm, carefully helped her clean up her stained face, and smiled faintly and told her to marry her home when she graduated.

He has never had any close women around him, and he has a respectful attitude towards all women.

Even if she is his little girlfriend, their most intimate behavior is tightly limited to hugging and holding hands.

How silly it was at that time to think that he only hugged and held hands, which was the most precious care for her.

Later, when he married Fang Xiaoran, she knew that a man would not have any evil thoughts towards a woman unless he didn't love her.

Shen Zichuan doesn't love her. At most, he just doesn't hate her.

Therefore, when the old man of the Shen family designed to send Fang Xiaoran to his bed, and he also knew the other Xiaoran's body, he promised to marry her. After all, it was far away.

It is even more natural for him to marry Fang Xiaoran.

However, who can understand her bloody pain of gouging out her heart and lungs?

At the age of 19, her eyes and heart were full of his existence. The night he married his sister, her heart was dripping blood, as if she had been brutally abandoned by the whole world.

In the hospital, every word he said to marry her at that time, even with a faint tone like the breeze, Fang Yanrong still clearly recorded it in the bottom of his heart.

When Shen Zichuan loosened the big hand that stuck her neck, Fang Yanrong slowly sat up from the operating table and looked vaguely at the beautiful but angry man in front of her, "brother Zichuan, I love you, I love you! Yes, I didn't have a kidney rupture, and I didn't get hurt when I pushed down from the third floor. It's probably my luck.

Brother Zichuan, I don't want to deceive you about these things, but after you marry your sister, you spend less and less time with me. I'm so afraid that you fall in love with your sister, don't pay attention to me, and don't like me anymore! "

"Brother Zichuan... I don't want to be famous. I don't want to compete with my sister. I just want to be your woman and be with you forever. Even if I can be a junior all my life, I'm willing!"

Fang Yanrong blinked away her tears and walked down the operating table. She stretched out her boneless hands to hold Shen Zichuan's arm, just like when two people were alone before.

Shen Zichuan noticed that his arm was tight and immediately shook her off in disgust. His face was fierce and piercing, "do you really think so?"

Fang Yanrong looked stiff.

How could it be possible for her to be a blind junior all her life?

But at the moment, facing the mysterious man in front of her, she didn't have the courage to deny it. She looked at his deep and cold eyes and smiled, "yes, that's what I think. Brother Zichuan, I would like anything for you, even if I wanted my life."

"Brother Zichuan, I love you. I think I'm really becoming your woman!"

Looking at the charming man who can hook her soul, Fang Yanrong couldn't help standing on tiptoe, and the soft lips suddenly kissed his thin lips.

"Ah..."

With a shrill cry, Fang Yanrong was slammed on the solid wall. At the moment of landing, her calf hit the operating table, and she almost burst into tears.

"Brother Zichuan -"

Fang Yanrong raised her head in shock and grievance.

The man walked over coldly and calmly and looked down at the poor Fang Yanrong on the ground. In the dark pupil, there was only ruthlessness, "where did rosemary come from?"

"What is rosemary? Brother Zichuan, I don't know, I really don't know!"

When Shen Zichuan asked for the first time, Fang Yanrong planned to pretend to be confused and muddle through, but when he asked again, she knew that he must know something. His face began to turn white layer by layer, and there were waves of panic in his heart.

Compared with the devil like man, Shen Zichuan is kind. In any case, she can't give up the man. Otherwise, waiting for her is a punishment that life is better than death.

"You'd better pray that I don't find evidence!"

Shen Zichuan narrowed his narrow eyes slightly, and his words were as cold as ice. "Don't play useless thoughts. Fang Xiaoran's good, you can never compare."

Guang Fang Xiaoran's concave convex body can make him instantly ignite an explosion, which is not unmatched by Fang Yanrong's flat body.

After that, Shen Zichuan left without looking back. The door slammed shut with him.

Fang Yanrong clenched her fists angrily. The indoor air conditioner was turned on very much, warm as spring, but she was like falling into an ice cave, shivering with cold.

After she did so much, he still fell in love with Fang Xiaoran. He really fell in love with Fang Xiaoran!

Why is that?

Why?

After walking out of the hospital and sitting in the car, Shen Zichuan leaned against the back seat and smoked a cigarette, his eyes unclear.

In vain, he has been in business for many years, invincible in everything, and was almost played with by a 23-year-old woman——

Shen Bai felt that his immediate boss was filled with a cold air of Yin pity. He didn't dare to disturb his meditation, but he didn't wait for Shen Zichuan's order for a long time. He strengthened his courage and asked softly, "Mr. Shen, do you want to go to the police station to see his wife first?"

Go to see Fang Xiaoran?

Shen Zichuan thought of officer Gu repeating the dialogue between her and Fang Xiaoran. In particular, she was discouraged and didn't want to call him. Looking at the bright sun through the glass window, he felt that his eyes were tingling.

He dropped his head and smoked silently, allowing the bitter smell of nicotine tar to infiltrate his throat, which choked his throat.

Shen Bai saw that he was silent, but he didn't back down and continued to lobby, "Mr. Shen, when his wife was detained in the interrogation room for the first time, she will be very flustered and sad, and will blame you more or less. But you can't avoid this problem. The more you avoid it, the more you will disappoint your wife."

"You don't understand. The last person she wants to see now is me!"

For the first time, the man who had always made up his mind to kill, sighed and pressed half of the lit cigarette into the porcelain white ashtray in front of his assistant.

"Go back to the company first, and I'll think of other ways."

He uttered such a sentence in a helpless and low voice.

Shen Bai nodded. Just as he was about to start the car, suddenly, a sudden dark shadow rushed to the back seat of the car from the front, and then came the clanging sound of ferocious knocking on the window.

As the broken glass crashed, it was an earth shaking hiss.