Cell phones always ring again and again, and the genius just turned on a bit.

Yan Rusheng was awakened by the ringtone of his mobile phone.

Caller ID is an unfamiliar number, can it be lifelike?

The first thing that flashed through his mind was bad guessing. He reached out and quickly picked up the phone, put the answer in his ear, and said, "Hey."

A voice of a middle-aged man came over the phone. "Yan, Jiayin was so noisy. She said she left for country M today, but her mood fluctuated again and she couldn't stop crying."

It is Secretary Liu.

On hearing that, Yan Rusheng frowned, "You asked her to answer the phone."

"She's making noise."

Secretary Liu's voice didn't fall, and there suddenly came the cry of Fang Jiayin, "No, I don't want to see people, don't let people see my face."

"No."

Yan Rusheng did not speak anymore, hung up the phone, he reached out and rubbed his eyebrows, then started the car.

...

"I don't want to go anywhere, Mom, I want to go home and take me home."

As soon as Yan Rusheng reached the corridor in front of Fang Jiayin's ward, she heard her heartbreaking cry.

He walked over and stood at the door.

In the room, Fang Jiayin's parents, Secretary Liu and his wife, as well as doctors and nurses, almost filled the ward.

"General Yan."

With the sharp eyes of Secretary Liu, the first one found Yan Rusheng.

Yan Rusheng walked into the room, Fang Jiayin's parents glanced at him with hate.

But they all just dared to hate or speak, gritted their teeth, and swallowed.

Yan Rusheng ignored them, watching Fang Jiayin on the bed, and walking to the other side, she said to others, "Go out and let me talk to her alone."

There was a trace of exhaustion in the cold voice.

After hearing the words, Fang Jiayin's parents glanced at each other, and the secretary Liu Liu winked at them severely.

They looked at Fang Jiayin before leaving uneasily.

Everyone was gone, the door was closed, and there were only two people in the ward, Yan Rusheng and Fang Jiayin.

Fang Jiayin's mood calmed down a bit, she buried her head between her knees and sobbed in a low voice.

Yan Rusheng walked to the bed and looked down at her, "Good news, your face, go abroad for treatment, and recover faster and better."

"Asheng, I see my face." Fang Jiayin suddenly looked up.

The soft blisters on that face may have just rubbed the potion and looked even scarier.

It was a word of life, and I couldn't help but be shocked when I saw it.

Fang Jiayin stretched out her two hands, but didn't dare to touch her face, and tears swirled in her eyes. She choked and said, "It's scary. I don't want to go out to see people or let you see."

After that she lowered her head again.

Yan Rusheng was shocked, but he didn't forget the purpose of his visit. He asked: "The road is still long in the future. Do you plan to see no one in your life?"

Then he sighed apologetically, "Ah, I'm sorry for you."

If he put down his pride early and treated lifelikeness in the right way, he might not have created the situation today.

Fang Jiayin shook his head. "No, I know it has nothing to do with you."

When she said this, she put her hands in the quilt and clutched the sheets with hate.

It was Wen Xuxu, it was the slut's fault that she instructed the little **** to harm her.

"Good news, take good treatment." Yan Rusheng said lightly, "All I can give you is financial compensation. I know you don't need it, but I can only do it for you."

Pregnancy, miscarriage, infertility.

He owed her countless things, but he felt guilty but didn't feel bad.

But to Xuan Xu, even if she knew she was pregnant ...

What Yan Yansheng thought of, her pupils were raised for a moment, and Xuxu had been pregnant! !! !!

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