Chapter 935 Old Events of the Republic of China: Even indifference is still romantic 31

Author: Feifei my heart

Chu Jinan looked at the calmness and calmness on his face, spoke hoarsely, and his eyes were very red. He still remembered that it was his face that turned red first.

She raised her hand and pulled off the earrings from her earlobes, always wanting to vent something. She gripped them hard until her finger bones turned white, and threw them at him regardless of the pain.

His eyes were deep and deep, and he did not move. He always stood as straight as a winter cypress, and the shadows beneath him were cold.

The white crystal earrings were thrown from the hand, and the sharp tip brushed against Fu Rongheng's deep side face, without any warning, making a slightly deep cut on his face.

There was a "pop" sound.

The earrings fell down, stained with blood, and fell to the ground.

When the wind blew, the broken crystal earrings rolled around and rolled to Chu Jinan's feet.

In the suddenly quiet street, the sound was clear and harsh.

Later I realized that Chu Jin'an's finger bones were slightly stiff.

I didn't expect him to hide.

The man's face was slightly tilted, with clear and smooth lines. A bloodstain suddenly appeared three inches below the left eyelid. It contrasted with the thin light-colored mole at the end of the eye, destroying the original coldness that could not be offended.

He lowered his eyelids and said nothing.

unattainable.

The only thing surging in the air was his pungent breath, which was overwhelming and strangled people's breathing and heartbeat.

Chu Jinan's throat tightened, and he was already prepared for him to be angry.

People like him don't need to tolerate other people's tempers over and over again.

Unexpectedly.

A cold and steady voice took over her words, and the tone was so quiet that it made people panic.

"Well, I'm a bastard." Fu Rongheng raised his finger to wipe the blood on his face, glanced at it, twirled his fingertips casually, and asked her, "Will you calm down?"

In my memory, he seems to have never been like this.

Chu Jinan slowly took two steps back and said, "Fourth brother, I want to be alone for a while."

After she finished speaking, she seemed to be escaping from something, away from such a thick and uneasy atmosphere, but she didn't know where to go, so she just walked forward step by step along the street.

Liang Shangjun happened to see this scene across the street. Behind him was the everlasting glory all night long. He was dressed casually in a suit. After a brief moment of surprise, a smile covered his eyes.

Can't help but sigh.

Fourth Master, you too have today.

The person opposite seemed to notice something and looked over.

Across the deserted street, half of the man's tall figure fell into the shadow of the backlight. With the injury on his face, his eyes fell on Liang Shangjun.

Eyes facing each other.

Liang Shangjun smiled and mouthed to him: "Aheng."

Behind Fu Rongheng was a large expanse of deep and turbulent night. His expression was calm and gloomy. He raised one hand to button the button of his military shirt, exerting force on his wrist bones, and his movements were neither hasty nor slow.

As I left the feast, the aftertaste of drunken indulgence actually added to the ruthless wantonness.

He clearly didn't say a word, but it was already frightening.

The smile on Liang Shangjun's face faded and became restrained.

He felt the cold anger from Fu Rongheng, the kind of coldness that, for a superior person, was overwhelming.

I'm really angry.

For women?

Incredible.

The other party probably had no intention of arguing with him now. After buttoning those two shabby and slightly cold buttons, he blocked something even more and walked indifferently towards the direction Chu Jinan left.

Liang Shangjun turned around and saw Hua Ying behind him. He whispered: "Fourth Master may seem ruthless, but he is also very romantic."

Fu Rongheng's coolness lies in his indifference, the extreme coldness that makes people's hearts feel cold, and then indulgence, who can refuse?

"Xiao Huaying, when Fourth Master saved your life eight years ago and trained you, he did it for your father's sake. The only requirement is to do what you should do, huh?"

Sometimes, I really envy others who are well protected by him, clean and innocent. He will get angry with him unscrupulously, even if he is hurt, he will not be angry.

The other party didn't even look at her just now, even though she was right next to Liang Shangjun. Hua Ying thought quietly, unfazed by honor and disgrace, lowered her eyes and smiled.

"I owe the fourth master something that I will never be able to repay in my lifetime. I am willing to give my life to assist you. Mr. Liang is also very grateful to me for my great kindness. Hua Ying is very grateful."

Except for being gentle and obedient in front of Fu Rongheng, she kept her secret at all other times, raised her eyes, and said to Liang Shangjun with water in her eyes.

"It's just that Mr. Liang deliberately provoked Fourth Master today, and Hua Ying can't understand it. You clearly know that Fourth Master has been playing this game of chess for eight years, and it's not time to compromise the love between children."

"Are you blaming me?" Liang Shangjun said casually.

"Hua Ying, since when have I been able to control your Fourth Master's temper? The chess game is in his hands. He has the final say on how he wants to move. You and I are nothing."

Liang Shangjun studied her features and saw scenes from eight years ago through her.

You will know everything that happens in the province.

Blood, repression, hatred, and derived guilt stretch like a forest of bones.

Few people know that Liang Shangjun abandoned the army and became a doctor. He regretted watching the people he couldn't save and dying before his eyes. He never wanted to see it again in the long years to come.

He knows how to play dick, and if he doesn't get it down, he'll have trouble calming down.

What's more, I would take Master Fu alive or dead.

It's just that - because he has experienced how profound regret is, he doesn't want Ah Heng to try the poison himself.

Thinking of the past, Liang Shangjun felt choked up in his heart. He drove back to the hospital and changed the night shift with others. In the dressing room, he took off his suit and shirt that were stained with tobacco and alcohol. He moved slowly and untied his belt with casual hands.

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The pale incandescent light shone straight down, and he stood sideways in front of the window, with his upper body naked. The light outlined his lean and powerful texture, but his face was different from the daytime demeanor, without any sharp expression.

He was quickly covered with a white coat.

It’s the passionate and ascetic Dr. Liang again.

Liang Shangjun walked all the way to the office, holding his fingers in the pockets of his white coat. Looking sideways, he accidentally saw a person walking out of the obstetrics and gynecology department. His cheongsam and figure were instantly recognizable.

"Tang Hanting."

A thoughtful voice escaped from his lips and teeth. Liang Shangjun looked away and bumped into a patient.

The patient was in his early thirties, using a cane, and had one leg wrapped in gauze. He looked disabled and strong-willed. He stared directly in the direction of Tang Hanting, came to his senses, and hurriedly apologized to Liang Shangjun.

"I'm sorry, Doctor Liang."

"Do you need me to help you?"

"No, no, no, I have something else to do -" the patient waved his hands excitedly and limped towards the gynecology department.

An orthopedic patient goes to gynecology?

Liang Shangjun frowned, too lazy to care.

The glare of the incandescent lamp cuts open all the cruelty and puts it on the bright side.

Tang Hanting held the report sheet in her hand and put her hand on her lower abdomen, her expression extremely expressionless.

how so!

It’s over! Everything is over! What will happen to her career if she is exposed to be pregnant out of wedlock?!

Tang Hanting's first reaction was that she must not let Fu Jingshen know.

She gritted her teeth with hatred, thinking that this child must be aborted, but in the blink of an eye, something flashed in her head.

Mother is more valuable than her son.

But this is Fu Jingshen’s child, not Fourth Master Fu’s, so what’s the use?!

Tang Hanting was in a depressed mood. She put on her sunglasses and hat and walked out in a discreet manner, passing by a patient.
Chapter completed!