Fu Ying was wearing a light cyan cheongsam. The moment the chandelier hit her back, the cheongsam was dyed bright red.
Drops of blood flowed down her body.
Fu Huaian saw this scene and rushed forward immediately.
There was an unprecedented panic in her voice: "Mom, how are you?"
Fu Ying closed her eyes in pain and curled her lips in relief when she saw that Lu Yuanchuan was safe and sound.
Just as he was about to speak, he passed out.
Fu Huaian immediately picked up Fu Ying and ran outside.
Upon seeing this, Lu Wenzhou immediately ordered Chen Zhuo: "Seal this place, investigate and monitor, and see who has touched the chandelier."
"Yes, Mr. Lu."
He walked to Joy again and touched her head comfortingly: "Don't be afraid, I'll go take a look and let Song Yanchen and the others help you deal with this place."
Joey's eyes turned red with fear when he saw so much blood bleeding from Fu Ying's body.
"Aunt Fu will be fine, she is not in good health to begin with."
"Don't worry, nothing will happen. It's just a skin injury. I will help her find the best doctor."
After Lu Wenzhou finished speaking, he lowered his head and kissed Joey's forehead. After explaining to Song Yanchen and Xu Yanchen, he hurriedly caught up with Fu Huaian.
Several people rushed to the hospital and Fu Ying was pushed into the operating room.
Fu Huaian, who had always been calm and composed, kept walking up and down the corridor.
Eyes glowing scarlet.
What kind of feelings did her mother have for Lu Yuanchuan that made her risk her own life to save him without any memory?
But she was betrayed and hunted more than twenty years ago while pregnant.
As a result, she almost died in the fire and often suffered from mental breakdowns.
When he thought of all the hardships his mother had gone through, Fu Huaian's narrow eyes filled with a coldness.
His hands were also clenched into fists.
He blamed himself for being too eager for success and letting his mother meet Lu Yuanchuan.
If she hadn't come today, she wouldn't be the one lying inside now.
Seeing that his face was pale with nervousness, Lu Wenzhou didn't say cold words to him for the first time.
Shen Sheng comforted her: "I found the best doctor, she will be fine."
Hearing his comfort, Fu Huaian not only did not relax at all, but became a little excited.
He stared at Lu Wenzhou coldly: "She has hospital phobia. She will get sick when she sees a doctor in a white coat. No matter how good the doctor is, it is useless."
Hearing these words, Lu Wenzhou frowned.
In this case, why did Fu Ying rush to protect her father at the critical moment?
Is it an instinctive reaction to sacrifice oneself to save others?
Lu Wenzhou felt the seriousness of the matter and immediately said, "I will find a psychiatrist to come over now and cooperate with us for treatment."
"No, I've already called the psychiatrist and he'll be there in a minute."
The two people were talking when Lu Yuanchuan hurried over.
He came in a hurry. It was such a cold day and he came here wearing only a shirt.
Still, there were beads of sweat on his forehead.
He walked quickly to Lu Wenzhou and asked in a deep voice, "How is he?"
"Rescue is underway, but she has a phobia of hospitals, and the psychiatrist is on the way."
Hearing this, Lu Yuanchuan's eyes were startled.
His throat suddenly felt tight.
My heart aches.
After more than ten seconds of silence, he said, "She was injured trying to save me. Our Lu family must do everything we can to treat her."
Lu Wenzhou: "I know, how is the banquet going?"
“Some guests were scared away, and no one dared to stay under the chandelier, but Achen and others stabilized the situation.
This incident was no accident. Someone must have deliberately caused trouble. "
Lu Wenzhou's cold eyes narrowed slightly: "It is impossible for Song Qingya and Lin Xue to do this, unless the big fish is out. The seats where you and Uncle Qiao are sitting are the main seats, no matter who the chandelier hits on the head." , will bring trouble to Yiyi and me.
I think someone wants to take advantage of the situation and has their next move. "
Hearing his analysis, Fu Huaian frowned: "Protect Yiyi, their target should be her."
Lu Yuanchuan raised his head and glanced at Fu Huai'an, inexplicably feeling that his features were very similar to his own.
If he hadn't actually had sex with another woman outside, he would have thought that this person was his illegitimate child.
He looked at Fu Huaian in surprise: "Why does your mother have hospital phobia?"
He asked cautiously, after all, this was someone else's privacy.
Fu Huai'an's eyes darkened, and he said with no expression on his face: "When I was young, I encountered unkind people, was betrayed by a scumbag, burned by fire, and assassinated. When I woke up, I often lay in the hospital with scars all over my body, so, Just suffer from this disease.”
When Lu Yuanchuan heard these words, he didn't know why, but his heart was stabbed hard.
It was not difficult for him to guess what Fu Huai'an and his son had experienced.
That kind of pain may never be erased for a lifetime.
He gritted his teeth and said, "This kind of scumbag should be cut to pieces. It's so inhumane for such a kind woman to dare to betray him."
Fu Huaian looked at him calmly: "I'm looking for it. Once I find it, I won't tolerate it."
His seemingly calm eyes revealed unconcealable cruelty.
And that kind of hatred stung Lu Wenzhou's eyes invisibly.
He always felt that there was something in Fu Huaian's words.
Just as several people were talking, the door to the emergency room opened.
A young nurse came out and shouted: "The patient is a little emotional and cannot perform the operation. The family members come in to comfort him."
Fu Huaian rushed into the operating room immediately.
Seeing his mother's frantic struggle, his eyes instantly became moist.
He walked over, held his mother in his arms and comforted her: "Mom, it's okay. You'll be fine later."
Half an hour later, with the comfort of the psychiatrist and Fu Huaian, Fu Ying finally completed the operation.
When she was pushed out of the operating room, Lu Wenzhou was frightened by Fu Huaian's appearance.
There were scratches on his face and neck, and bite marks on his arms.
A few buttons of his shirt were torn off.
Fu Huaian, who had always been gentle and gentle, was now in an awkward state.
What was Fu Ying like when she was sick, and why she would be so harsh on her own son?
Did she lose her mind when she got sick?
Lu Wenzhou clenched his fist, walked over quickly and asked, "How's it going?"
Fu Huaian said calmly: "I received more than a dozen stitches on my back, but no bones were injured."
"Leave this to me and you go take care of the wound."
"No, she can't see me when she wakes up, and her condition will be worse."
Lu Wenzhou looked at Fu Huaian with some worry: "Can't the psychiatrist do anything? It's been so many years without any effect."
Fu Huaian weakly curled his lips: "It's already working. She won't get sick if nothing happens. She just wants to recover and needs to find the cause. But she has amnesia and the cause has never been found."
Hearing these words, Lu Wenzhou felt a little sore in his heart for no reason.
He has always been cold and ruthless, but he felt very sorry for what happened to Fu Ying's mother and son.
He couldn't imagine what Fu Huai'an had gone through since he was a child when faced with such a mother.
After coming out of the hospital, Lu Wenzhou glanced at Lu Yuanchuan, who was also silent.
He asked in a deep voice: "Dad, will Fu Huaian be your romantic debt?"
