The old man saw Fu Hanye's sadness, "Do you want to heal her?"
Fu Hanye couldn't wait, "I want to."
The old man looked at him steadily and said, "You have to think about it. After she recovers, she may remember the past. You made her suffer so much, will she forgive you?"
Fu Hanye's eyes flashed with surprise. He admired the old man and said, "Old sir, as long as she is healthy, I can do anything."
Ask what love is in the world, and use your life to repent.
It's a pity that belated affection is worse than grass.
When the old man felt Bai Ruan's pulse, he could already feel the resentment buried deep in the patient's bones.
"Okay, but I can't cure her. I am a Chinese medicine practitioner. The blood clots in her brain cannot be removed with medicine. If she wants to restore her memory, she will have to undergo surgery."
Suddenly, Qingcheng ran up, his face turned blue.
The old man scolded angrily, "You're so reckless, what's wrong?"
Qingcheng was anxious because of panic, "Grandpa, there are a lot of people outside. They are all black. It looks scary."
The old man's rosy face gradually became cold and serious, "You're causing trouble for me."
Fu Hanye's eyes flashed. He was about to go downstairs when he was blocked by the old man. Fu Hanye looked at him for no apparent reason. The old man told his grandson, "Qing Cheng, go get him some clothes."
How could he be shirtless in such a cold weather? Even though the man was physically strong, he could not withstand such a cold weather.
Qingcheng quickly brought the clothes.
Fu Hanye took it and put it on, thanked Qing Cheng and the old man and went downstairs.
Outside the door, there was a loud knock on the door.
Through the crack in the door, Fu Hanye saw the group of men in black standing under the eaves. He counted five in total.
It seems that his opponents are no longer paying attention to his whereabouts all the time.
He turned around and looked at Qing Cheng, who was shrinking his neck and his face was so pale, "Help me take care of my wife, please."
Seeing Qing Cheng's answer, Fu Hanye opened the door and closed it again.
When the people under the eaves saw him coming out, they slashed at him with the knife in their hands. Fu Hanye raised his foot and kicked the one closest to him far away.
Then, he knocked down two more. Seeing how fierce he was, the other two stood two steps away from him, holding the knife in their hands, trembling, and no longer dared to step forward easily.
Fu Hanye stared coldly, "Did Fu Hanjiang ask you to come?"
What answered him were two figures rushing towards him bravely.
Not wanting to shed tears without seeing the coffin, Fu Hanye dodged neatly and struck the pillar behind him with his knife, leaving a deep mark on the pillar.
If this knife struck him, his skin and flesh would be torn apart.
The cold light in Fu Hanye's eyes rose sharply. When the killer attacked, he grabbed his neck and locked his throat. Seeing that his companions were restrained, the others rushed forward desperately, and Fu Hanye sneered.
The sound of bones filled the air, drowned by the heavy rain.
The man in black with a broken neck was thrown out and hit in front of his companions.
Fu Hanye stood under the eaves. The Chinese tunic suit on his body could not hide his natural aura, and the sharp and sensitive aura seemed to be emanating from his body.
Those eyes that were redder than blood were violent and cruel.
He will take good note of this debt.
Seeing his overwhelming momentum, his companions did not dare to step forward, picked up his companion's body, and disappeared into the rainy night in an instant.
The blood on the ground was quickly washed away by the heavy rain.
Except for the violent look on Fu Hanye's face, it seemed that all the bloodshed that had just happened no longer existed.
Fu Hanye calmed down. When his mood stabilized, he turned around, opened the door and entered the house. Everything that happened outside the door fell into the eyes of Qing Cheng inside the door.
When Qing Cheng saw him coming in, she had no time to hide her horrified look.
He ran upstairs in panic.
When Fu Hanye went upstairs, Qingcheng caressed the old man and stood at the door of the pharmacy. The old man looked at him without the kindness before, "Your wife's condition can be controlled for a period of time with the injection I gave her. Take her quickly." We can no longer put off going to the hospital for treatment.”
After giving instructions, the man looked at his grandson beside him and said, "Qingcheng, give him some money."
Fu Hanye said, "Thank you, old man. Can you lend me your mobile phone?"
The old man hesitated for a while, but in order to get rid of this dangerous person early, the old man asked Qing Cheng to bring his mobile phone.
Fu Hanye made a call in front of them.
The call was connected, but there was no word on the other end.
Just when he was about to die, Fu Hanye said, "Dynasty."
Hearing Fu Hanye's voice, Wang Chao couldn't even speak excitedly, "Mr. Fu, where are you?"
Fu Hanye, "Where are you?"
Dynasty, "We just returned to Binhai, Mr. Fu, where are you?"
Fu Hanye's heart dropped. He glanced sharply at Qingcheng. Qingcheng looked at him with a scared look, "Sir, the coordinates of our place..."
Chao Chao heard the address in Qingcheng newspaper and said, "Mr. Fu, I'll bring someone over right away."
A few hours later, people from Dynasty arrived and rented a helicopter.
The helicopter landed on the spacious beach.
When Wang Chao saw Fu Hanye, he was so excited that he choked several times. How had such a noble man ever been so embarrassed?
This unknown side, the Dynasty will let it sink into obscurity forever.
Wang Chao took clean clothes and put them on Fu Hanye.
Fu Hanye picked up Bai Ruan. Before leaving, he turned around and was about to thank his ancestors and grandchildren. However, the old man was no longer behind him.
Only Qingcheng stood there, at a loss.
As soon as he stepped out of the door, the door behind him immediately closed.
As if wishing them to leave quickly.
Fu Hanye didn't care. He hugged Bai Ruan and strode forward. Wang Chao led a group of people, holding umbrellas, and followed closely behind him.
The wind and rain gradually subsided, and the fish belly was exposed in the east.
As soon as he walked out of the forest, through the faint light, Fu Hanye saw the helicopter parked not far away on the beach, and finally a smile appeared on his face.
"Put down my sister."
A cold voice came through the woods.
In less than a minute, several figures rushed over and stopped in front of them.
Fu Hanye's black pupils narrowed slightly. He looked at the domineering Bai Hua, his thin lips slightly curved without any warmth, and his eyes also revealed his determination to take Bai Ruan away.
He hugged Bai Ruan and strode forward. His straight back was tall and majestic.
Bai Hua didn't bring many people, less than one-third of what Dynasty brought. Judging from the momentum of two groups of people, Bai Hua's side was defeated.
When he started, he shouted at Fu Hanye's back, "Ruan'er, you can't go back with this man."
Vaguely, Bai Ruan seemed to hear someone calling her.
She raised her eyelids, and when she regained consciousness, her opened eyes showed a faint light, and what fell into her eyes was the man's strong chin.
"Second...brother."
The snow-white lips opened and closed, and the voice was hoarse and vague.
My vocal cords felt as if they had been cut by a knife.
Her weak fingers tightly grasped Fu Hanye's arm, and her sharp fingertips seemed to sink into the man's flesh.
