nucmednet Chapter 157: Master Fu Goes to the Sea
Chapter 157: Master Fu Goes to the Sea
"No."
Wen Zhixia began to get annoyed with his persistent attitude again.
"Mr. Fu, there are differences between men and women. It's better for you to go home. If your hands are really inconvenient, it's the same to let your family doctor treat you. I can provide you with guidance remotely."
After saying that, she took out her cell phone, found Fu Ruoshi’s WeChat, and transferred two thousand yuan to him.
"You were injured while saving me, so I should pay for your medical expenses," Wen Zhixia explained. "Based on my professional judgment, two thousand yuan is enough. If it's not enough, I can transfer more to you."
???
Fu Ruoshi inexplicably felt humiliated.
He is short of these two thousand yuan???
In the past, there were many women who pestered him. He couldn't stand it anymore, so he would give them money, which meant, "How much money do you want to stop bothering me? I'll give you money and you can go away."
Unexpectedly, my wife would use this trick on me!
Where's the dignity?!
"Wen Zhixia!" Fu Ruoshi's face turned pale. "You can reject me, but you can't humiliate me. I'm also a man. Don't I have any shame?"
Wen Zhixia was stunned.
She didn't humiliate him.
"Mr. Fu, are you overthinking this?" Wen Zhixia didn't understand his point. "Don't be so sensitive. I just want to give you what you deserve."
Am I sensitive? I think too much?
Is it my fault?
Fu Ruoshi had never felt so aggrieved before. He almost wanted to bang his head against the wall!
"Wen Zhixia, are you mistaken? I just want money. I just want to spend one night with you. If you don't want to, then don't. You use two thousand yuan to humiliate me, and you still blame me for being sensitive? Do you have any humanity?"
Wen Zhixia misunderstood his meaning again, "What about three thousand? I don't have any more."
There was a rumble in my heart.
Fu Ruoshi lost his support and collapsed on the chair, wanting to cry but unable to.
He actually felt that this scene was very familiar.
After marrying Wen Zhixia, he did the same thing, constantly giving her money, bags, the most expensive things, and the best housing.
Wen Zhixia didn't want his money, didn't want the bags he bought her, and even returned the several properties he gave her one by one.
At that time, he didn't understand and thought she was being inexplicable. "I've already given you so much money, why are you still making a fuss?"
She just wanted to have a meal with him, chat, take a walk, or even just hold her hand without saying anything.
Just like he was begging now, he just wanted to go to her house to have a cup of tea and sit on the sofa with her. Even if they didn't say a word, even if she was doing her own thing, he would be happy as long as he saw her.
At this moment, Fu Ruoshi suddenly realized.
He was speechless.
All that's left in my heart is guilt.
It turns out that the feeling of being ignored and humiliated is so uncomfortable. He got furious after experiencing it only once, but she endured it for three years.
I owe her too much.
I hate myself so much.
After sending Wen Zhixia home, Fu Ruoshi arranged for several security guards from the Fu family to stay nearby tonight to protect Wen Zhixia's safety.
However, after Wen Zhixia calmed down, she thought about the recent series of events and felt uneasy.
From the brake failure, to almost being caught in the car tonight, and going back further, there was the fire in the Fu Industrial Park. She had a vague feeling that something was wrong, but she couldn't put her finger on it.
A gust of wind blew into the living room, and Wen Zhixia shivered.
She just went to the balcony to close the window when suddenly a flash of lightning struck the sky, followed by rumbling thunder and strange clouds.
It rains a lot in Jincheng in autumn, and the thunder made her uneasy.
At this moment, the phone vibrated.
Fu Ruoshi: [Lock the door at home. I need to go back to the CBD to work overtime. Call me if you need anything.]
CBD is very close to where Wen Zhixia lives. After seeing this message, she inexplicably felt a sense of security.
Two nights later.
Eleven o'clock.
Fu Ruoshi broke into Shanting KTV and went straight to Zhao Xiaoning's box.
"Mr. Fu! Mr. Fu, you can't go in!" Several waiters hurriedly stopped him, "Mr. Zhao is entertaining guests inside! Please wait outside!"
Fu Ruoshi strode forward with a stern look on his face, and never stopped.
He kicked open the door of the box and shouted, "Zhao Xiaoning! Get out!"
His powerful aura instantly silenced the box, and pairs of eyes stared at him like bats in the dark night.
The air was filled with smoke and had a pungent smell. The lights inside were dim, and men and women were entangled together, some were singing, and some were kissing.
On the sofa, Zhao Xiaoning was pinching a woman with a ferocious look on his face. The woman's face was covered in blood and she looked in pain, as if she was being beaten by him.
"Master Fu?"
Seeing Fu Ruoshi rushing in aggressively, Zhao Xiaoning was slightly stunned and his clenched fists loosened.
He was obviously drunk, and it took him half a day to get up from the sofa.
However, emboldened by the wine, he swaggered up to Fu Ruoshi and said provocatively, "I said I wanted a pretty girl to accompany me, not a pretty man!"
He touched Fu Ruoshi's face, then looked behind him and said sarcastically, "Brothers, who of you picked this handsome young man? Hey, he's so handsome, how's the job?"
"Hahahahaha!"
The men behind him laughed and said, "Xiao Ning, you are so proud that you even managed to get the name of Master Fu!"
"Master Fu, when did you go into the sea? How come I didn't know?"
"Hey, Master Fu, are you selling your art or your body? How much per night?"
"Just shut up, can you afford to play with me?"
"You'll only know after playing it, hahaha!"
Amidst the wanton and sarcastic laughter, Zhao Xiaoning looked at Fu Ruoshi sinisterly, "Don't have such a cold face. You've already come out to sell yourself. Smile."
Fu Ruoshi was not at all angered by his provocation: "I can laugh, but I want to tell you something serious now. Please let the irrelevant people go first."
"Why?" Zhao Xiaoning smoked a cigarette. "This is my place, who do you think you are?"
Fu Ruoshi didn't waste time with him and winked at the woman whose face was covered in blood from the beating.
The woman got up from the sofa and limped out.
"Did you hire someone to arrest Wen Zhixia?" Fu Ruoshi said straight to the point, "If you're a real man, tell the truth. Don't be so shameless as to deny what you did."
Zhao Xiaoning stared at him, "Fu Ruoshi, before you teach others a lesson, can you take care of yourself first?"
"What do you mean?"
"You used to have an affair with my daughter Hui'er, but later you found a new love and dumped her. Now I'm just venting my anger on my wife and trying to scare your lover."
"What do you want?" Fu Ruoshi looked at his rogue look and was too lazy to explain.
He said, "Zhao Xiaoning, as long as you let Wen Zhixia go, I will recognize you as my own brother. No matter what happens to you in the future, I will help you solve it. There are only three people in Jincheng who can do this."
Zhao Xiaoning slammed the table and cursed.
He turned around, picked up a fruit knife and threw it in front of Fu Ruoshi.
Whenever he thought of Xu Hui staring at Fu Ruo with that infatuated and distracted look, he felt jealous and wanted to throw sulfuric acid on Fu Ruo's face.
"Dear brother," he said, looking at Fu Ruo with a sinister smile, "Excuse me, how can I make Hui Er feel sick just by looking at you?"
Fu Ruoshi curled his lips into a smile and immediately understood.
He bent down to pick up the knife, pointed the tip at his face, and asked calmly, "How many cuts?"
Zhao Xiaoning looked at his handsome and deep features and said viciously, "One hundred knives."
Fu Ruoshi casually twirled the knife in his hand, "Dear brother, if I were to slash you a hundred times, I would be dead. How can I protect you in the future?"
As he spoke, his five fingers flew faster and faster, and he handled the fruit knife with great skill. The cold light was like a dragon and lightning, swiftly shuttling between his slender fingers.
According to the strength he had accumulated now, he could stab Zhao Xiaoning's heart with a backhand strike.
But he wouldn't do that. He still had to accumulate some virtue for the child he and Wen Zhixia had.
"Dear brother," Zhao Xiaoning urged, "If you are afraid, you can leave."
"Brother, I'm here, I won't leave."
Fu Ruoshi suddenly stopped smiling, the cold light on his fingertips suddenly stopped, and he pointed the knife at his cheek.
The wrist gradually exerts force...