lcionline Chapter 230 President Fu Wants to Repay Me with His Body
Chapter 230 President Fu Wants to Repay Me with His Body
Fu Chengli thought for a moment, then tugged at An Ying's collar: "Let me see the wound."
The scar is on the right side of her shoulder.
You can feel the uneven scratches on the surface by gently touching it with your finger.
It contrasted sharply with the fair skin around her.
Fu Chengli felt a pang in his heart.
After he buttoned up An Ying's collar, he asked in a deep voice, "Does it hurt?"
An Ying shifted her position.
The two seemed to have moved a little closer.
She buried her head in the crook of his neck.
A very safe and secure posture.
"It doesn't hurt anymore. The doctor said it didn't hit any vital organs. The bullet grazed the skin and didn't hit the body completely. You need to apply medicine properly to the scar to help fade it."
His slender fingers traced across her cheek.
Fu Chengli brushed the stray hairs that had fallen across her forehead behind her ear and said softly, "Do you remember when Lu Qiyao got engaged, you were also injured and hospitalized?"
An Ying blinked and gave a muffled laugh.
It all happened a long time ago.
The wound on my lower back from that incident has long since healed.
At that time, Fu Chengli also had Chen Xi drive over and deliver a large amount of medicine.
Those medicines were really effective; they didn't leave any scars.
An Ying said half-jokingly, "You're quite prescient. You didn't even finish the scar removal medicine from last time, and now you're able to continue using it."
Fu Chengli pinched her cheek.
I applied a little more pressure.
Face hurts.
An Ying glared at him, her tone tinged with helplessness: "Torture of patients is prohibited in hospitals."
Fu Chengli's expression was serious: "You are not allowed to say such things in the future. I would rather not have such foresight."
An Ying stuck out her tongue and then spat a few times.
"Yes, yes, you shouldn't say things like that in the future."
Fu Chengli stared at her intently.
An Ying felt extremely uncomfortable under his gaze.
The two were already lying together very intimately.
They were so close they could hear each other breathing.
Fu Chengli: "What were you thinking when Du Sheng fired the gun?"
An Ying looked at his serious questioning expression and thought for a moment.
"I didn't think too much about it. It just flashed through my mind that I didn't trust him, so I suddenly turned around and saw that his gun was pointed at you. I instinctively lunged at him..."
Fu Chengli lowered his eyes, a tenderness in them that he couldn't quite describe.
"An Ying, I promise, this will never happen again."
An Ying also looked up, gazing into his dark eyes.
Eyes facing each other.
An Ying's heart began to beat faster.
Suddenly, she felt a cool sensation on her fingertips.
She instinctively pulled her hand back.
"Don't move." His voice was deep, carrying an air of unyielding authority.
An Ying felt her hand being tightly held by him inside the blanket.
My fingertips were covered in something cold...
She suddenly remembered something.
He abruptly pulled his hand out from under the covers.
A delicate diamond ring was worn on her ring finger.
Moreover, the style of the ring...
It was the same one from the auction.
An Ying stared blankly at the ring on her hand, unsure of what to say.
"you.........."
Fu Chengli leaned down and got close to her, his nose almost touching her cheek.
"Don't refuse."
An Ying pursed her lips and looked up at him.
Why is this man so forceful even when proposing marriage?
She was trapped on the hospital bed by his arms, with no room to refuse.
Looking at his face so close to mine, his deep eyes were filled with tenderness.
An Ying's heart softened a little.
"Like it?"
"Ah."
"Call me 'husband' and let me hear it."
"........."
An Ying's ears turned red instantly.
She looked away, pretending to look down and fiddle with the ring on her finger.
I can't bring myself to call him "husband".
She wasn't mentally prepared for this.
An Ying had no choice but to turn her head slightly, trying to roll over and avoid this awkward moment.
As a result, his large hand gripped her waist and flipped her over again.
An Ying was still unaware of what had happened.
Fu Chengli's lips covered hers.
His kiss was gentle and lingering, with a hint of cautious restraint, as if afraid of breaking her.
His fingertips gently caressed her earlobe, bringing a tingling sensation.
An Ying's breathing became rapid.
"This is a hospital..."
His voice was a little hoarse: "Don't hide."
Fu Chengli reluctantly let go of An Ying only when she was out of breath.
He pressed his forehead against her face and whispered, "I'll teach you a lesson once you're fully healed."
An Ying blushed and buried her head in the man's chest.
Fu Chengli smiled and pulled her into his arms.
Fine shadows were cast on the white bed sheet.
A figure flashed past the door of the ward.
Fu Yushi watched all of this through the glass window in the ward door.
He paused for a moment, then turned and left.
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When An Ying woke up the next day, she felt that she had had the most restful sleep she had had in a long time.
Fu Chengli was no longer in his hospital bed.
She rubbed her eyes and looked at the ring on her finger.
Everything that happened last night was not a dream.
The caregiver pushed the door open and came in.
After helping An Ying wash up, the caregiver said to you, "Miss An, you're being discharged from the hospital today. You need to rest well when you get home. Girls' skin is very delicate, so you mustn't have any scars!"
An Ying smiled and nodded, eating her breakfast while listening to her aunt tell her about the interesting things that happened in her family during the Chinese New Year.
When the things in the ward were almost tidied up, Chen Xi arrived.
Chen Xi took a stack of documents.
These are all An Ying's hospitalization documents.
"The discharge procedures that Mr. Fu instructed me to handle for you have all been completed."
An Ying smiled at him and said, "Thank you for your help, Secretary Chen."
Chen Xi smiled and said, "This is no trouble at all, Director An. You are our President Fu's savior. It is only right that I do this little thing for you. Your health is the most important thing."
After Chen Xi finished speaking, he glanced down and noticed the ring on An Ying's finger.
Isn't this the same ring that President Fu photographed?
Chen Xi understood instantly.
He suppressed a laugh and coughed lightly.
It seems my savior is about to be upgraded.
Young Master Fu is offering himself to repay her for saving his life.
Even the high and mighty CEO of his family has a day when he goes crazy for love.
An Ying followed Chen Xi's gaze and saw her staring at the ring on her hand, trying not to laugh.
She tugged at her sleeve a little shyly, hiding the ring on her hand under her sleeve.
She thought for a moment, then changed the subject and asked, "Where did President Fu go?"
Chen Xi: "President Fu said he was going to see an old friend from Nancheng, but I don't know the specifics."
An Ying: "Nancheng? He's going to Nancheng?"
Chen Xi: "No, it seems that friend from Nancheng came to Yecheng, and he's near the hospital."
Chen Xi thought for a moment and added, "Don't worry, President Fu won't abandon you. After you are discharged from the hospital, we have already arranged for a private plane to fly you directly back to Beicheng."
An Ying nodded.
After Secretary Chen left, she stayed alone in the ward, scrolling through her phone out of boredom.
I messaged Ye Rao to say that I was discharged from the hospital today and was returning to Beicheng.
Just as I clicked send on the message, I suddenly heard a click, the sound of a door opening.
An Ying thought it was Fu Chengli who had returned.
But no one was seen for a long time.
An Ying put her phone away and looked towards the door.
She was taken aback when she saw who it was.