jdhmnovel Chapter 121 Hospital or Home?
Chapter 121 Hospital or Home?
She was originally aiming for the lips, but the driver suddenly swerved, and An Ying fell sideways.
The kiss went astray.
Her forehead bumped into his face.
She kissed him on the cheek.
His cheeks felt icy cold.
My forehead hurts a little.
The impact jolted An Ying back to her senses.
She suddenly looked up and stared blankly at Fu Chengli.
What was I just doing?! Did she kiss him on her own initiative?!
"I'm sorry, cousin, I... I kissed the wrong person."
An Ying withdrew her hand from Fu Chengli's neck and tried to push him away.
Suddenly, she felt a tightening sensation in her lower back.
The distance she had just created between the two people was shortened again.
An Ying struggled a few times, trying to return to her seat.
The car was quiet, with only the rustling sound of clothes rubbing together.
Fu Chengli hooked his arm around hers, but the grip tightened.
An Ying looked up and glared at him.
Fu Chengli's eyes were deep and unreadable, revealing no emotion whatsoever.
His deep voice was like a silken thread.
"You kissed the wrong person?"
There were only three people in the car: her, Fu Chengli, and the driver.
How could you possibly kiss the wrong person?
She couldn't have originally planned to kiss the driver, could she?
The driver stared intently at the traffic light ahead with a serious expression.
Although he had just seen everything in the rearview mirror, he pretended not to know anything.
He cursed himself inwardly for agreeing to switch shifts with Secretary Chen tonight.
Mr. Fu, who never gets close to women, couldn't help but hug and kiss a woman in the car. This woman was his younger cousin.
This kind of thorny, earth-shattering secret should be left to Secretary Chen to deal with.
An Ying sensed the teasing in Fu Chengli's words.
She turned her face away and muttered under her breath, "My juice must have been spiked."
Fu Chengli gave a lazy "hmm".
An Ying's heart pounded, and that uncomfortable feeling returned, like a pain seeping from her bone marrow, both painful and itchy, coming in waves, making her dizzy.
This time, she decided to bite her lip tightly.
No matter what, we can't cross the line again!
An Ying's lips trembled: "There's a hospital, how far away is it?"
The driver looked apologetic: "I'm sorry, Ms. An, the roads are a bit congested today because of the holiday. I'll try to go as fast as I can."
An Ying turned her head to look out the window. There were many couples holding hands on the street, and many shops had put up red and green decorations.
How come it's Christmas again today?
The roads are congested, and as far as the eye can see, all you see are red car lights.
An Ying felt so upset she wanted to cry.
At that moment, Fu Chengli's soft voice reached my ears.
"It's okay if you don't go to the hospital, I can help you."
An Ying suddenly looked up and glared fiercely at Fu Chengli.
She didn't cross the line, but he started causing trouble?!
An Ying punched him hard in the chest.
If it were the usual An Ying, she would definitely have made Fu Chengli scream in pain.
But now, her punch is weak.
It's as light and airy as a feather.
Fu Chengli remained calm and pointed to the building not far away outside the window.
“My home is right here.”
An Ying bit her lower lip and thought for a long time.
Fu Chengli tilted his head and asked, "Go to the hospital or come back to my house?"
Seeing that the car was stuck in traffic and wouldn't move, An Ying had no choice but to speak softly.
"I'm going to your house to take a cold shower."
Fu Chengli nodded, signaling the driver to change routes.
Fine, I'd rather have the showerhead in the bathroom and take a cold shower on a freezing day than have him.
The driver turned the steering wheel to the right and onto the side road.
A few minutes later, the unlicensed car drove directly into the underground parking garage of the luxury residential complex.
An Ying practically stumbled into Fu Chengli's house.
Although this wasn't her first time visiting this house.
But I was so confused that I almost bumped into the wall.
Fu Chengli steadied her shoulders and warned her to be careful.
An Ying had no time to care what Fu Chengli was saying. She rushed straight upstairs and plunged into the bathroom.
She didn't care about the consequences of taking a cold shower in the dead of winter; she just wanted to extinguish the evil fire within her as quickly as possible.
Living room on the first floor.
Fu Chengli loosened his tie with his long, slender fingers, lazily sat down on the sofa, crossed his legs, and took out his phone to make a call.
On the other end of the phone, Bai Lingsen seemed to be in some kind of entertainment venue, as the background noise was filled with the sounds of clinking glasses, playing cards, and singing.
After a few seconds, the background noise from the phone went quiet.
It must have been a quiet environment.
Bai Lingsen, who seemed to have a cigarette dangling from his mouth, mumbled, "What's wrong, young master?"
Fu Chengli's voice was cold: "An Ying was drugged, did you know that?"
Bai Lingsen was stunned, and the cigarette in his mouth fell to the ground with a thud.
"Damn, I really didn't know about the drugging."
After a few seconds, Bai Lingsen finally realized, "She didn't drink tonight, so how could she...?"
Fu Chengli: "It's fruit juice."
Bai Lingsen sighed while cursing Du Sheng in his heart.
Who else could have done it? It must have been that idiot Du Sheng.
With so many beautiful women in Yuncheng, why did she have to go to Beicheng to provoke this woman she shouldn't have?
Fortunately, he secretly contacted Fu Chengli in advance tonight, otherwise, if An Yingzhen had any problems, he would definitely have been implicated as well.
Fu Chengli's tone was icy: "How did Du Sheng know that An Ying is used to drinking juice? Who's been around him lately?"
Bai Lingsen thought for a moment: "During this period, I often heard him talking on the phone with a girl named Xiaoxiao. I don't know if it's Xiaoxiao, Xiaoxiao, or Xiaoxiao, but it's something like that."
Fu Chengli frowned: "I understand."
After hanging up the phone, Fu Chengli looked towards the second floor.
It was quiet.
It's so quiet after taking a cold shower...
Fu Chengli realized something and suddenly got up and walked quickly to the second floor.
I pushed open the bathroom door, but I didn't see An Ying.
He pulled back the shower curtain, revealing a large white bathtub that was more than half full of water, in which floated a body that looked like a "female corpse".
An Ying floated face down on the water.
Fu Chengli was startled and rushed forward: "An Ying!"
He pulled her out of the cold water.
Fu Chengli put one arm around her and wrapped a bath towel around her body with the other, drying her off.
An Ying kept her eyes closed the whole time.
She let herself be wrapped in a bath towel, feeling limp and weak.
Fu Chengli raised his hand and patted her face: "Really dead?"
cough--
An Ying choked on some water, finally opened her eyes, and looked at him pitifully.
She was shivering from the cold and looked like she was about to cry.
"What should I do? It seems like this is no use."
Fu Chengli chuckled.
Nonsense, being drugged isn't something that can be completely neutralized by taking a cold shower.
Beneath the bath towel, An Ying's wet, see-through undershirt was faintly visible.
Her eyes were red, like a helpless little deer, and she clung tightly to Fu Chengli's sleeve.
Fu Chengli said helplessly, "Why do you insist on trying useless methods when there are usable ones right in front of you?"
It was not only useless, but the strange feeling inside my body was getting stronger and stronger.
An Ying was both angry and annoyed, so she simply turned her face away, panting heavily, not wanting to pay attention to him.
Fu Chengli looked down at the stubborn woman trembling in his arms and said softly, "Yingying, let me help you."