When the two walked side by side, Fu Xingye suddenly turned his head and stared at him.
Tang Si silently said, "Fu Sanshao, the situation is urgent now and it is dark. I hope to exchange clues with each other so that we can find Huanhuan as soon as possible!"
Fu Xingye wanted to smile, "Master Tang, if you have time, you should be optimistic about your baby sister, otherwise one day she suddenly lost her arms and legs. Don't blame me for not reminding you!"
Tang Sihuai was shocked and stayed in place. When he chased him out again, there was no way to find Fu Xingye in the heavy rain of the night.
Only the doorman who was going to hand the umbrella to Fu Xingye just now stood still holding the umbrella in a daze.
Tang Sihuai grabbed the umbrella from the doorman and rushed into the heavy rain.
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Fu Xingye found the bar and swept his eyes around the bar quickly. After no one was found, he grabbed the collar of the boy behind the bar with his height advantage.
He didn't say a word of nonsense, and stared at the young man's eyes gloomily: "Have you ever seen three girls who look like college students come over?"
The young man was just a part-time worker. He was stared at by his eyes. Although he didn't speak, his eyes glanced uncomfortably at the stairs leading to the second floor.
At that time, Sheng Jia and Tang Yaoyao, who were trapped in the bar by the rainstorm, were just about to go downstairs to find food. Hearing Fu Xingye's voice from a distance, the two looked at each other and wanted to shrink back.
But Fu Xingye went blind for a while, his ears were very sharp, and he looked there coldly, and in a blink of an eye he went upstairs and stood in front of Sheng Jia and Tang Yaoyao.
Tang Yaoyao was frightened by his drenched look like a dark night devil, and immediately shrank behind Sheng Jia. Both of them looked up nervously at Fu Xingye.
They all knew that Nie Changhuan and Fu Xingye had something to do with each other, but they didn't expect that Fu Xingye would find him for Nie Changhuan himself, and it would still look like this.
Sheng Jia straightened her back. She wanted to learn from Cen Xingyue's usual indifferent way to greet Fu Xingye, but she couldn't utter a word under Fu Xingye's stare, and her calf began to tremble.
"Where is Nie Changhuan?" Fu Xingye was soaked and stood there. After waiting for a second, he raised his chin, and his gaze fell on Tang Yaoyao, "Say it."
Tang Yaoyao got a cold back, and she didn't want to say anything in her heart, but her mouth was no longer at her disposal: "We just drove her out of the bar and didn't hide her..."
As soon as she opened her mouth, the slightly courageous Sheng Jia finished knowing it, but calmed down. She thought, maybe Fu Xingye wouldn't really treat them two college girls for Nie Changhuan. Moreover, their family background is here.
"Bring her here forcibly, and drove her out." Fu Xingye nodded slightly, then moved his gaze to Sheng Jia's face, "In the meantime, what have you done to her, huh?"
Sheng Jia bit her lip and did not speak, but she lowered her head and did not dare to look at Fu Xingye.
Fu Xingye suddenly stood up straight.
Tang Yaoyao immediately cried: "Brother Xingye, we really didn't do anything to her, we just threw her mobile phone away!"
In the circle, because of Cen Xingyue's relationship, Sheng Jia and Tang Yaoyao also knew Fu Xingye, so they always called "Big Brother Xingye" after Cen Xingyue. At this moment, Tang Yaoyao was terribly scared, shouting instinctively, trying to pull the relationship, and let him miss the old love.
Fu Xingye took off his glasses slowly, and didn't refute the name, as if he wasn't very angry: "Where did you throw it?"
Tang Yaoyao felt that she could catch her breath for an instant, so she hurried to the window and pointed him where she should be.
Fu Xingye went over and glanced, then glanced at all the areas that could be seen outside the window.
As he stepped downstairs, he turned his head and smiled at the two girls: "Don't move, Brother Xingye has a gift for you."
Sheng Jia looked at him with a smile, her legs softened, and she fell to the ground.
"Gift? Why?" Tang Yaoyao muttered suspiciously, and in a blink of an eye she saw Sheng Jia sitting on the ground, and immediately squatted down to help her nervously, "What's wrong with you, Jia Jia?"
Sheng Jia slowed down for a while, stretched her legs, and kicked the chair on one side!
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Fu Xingye guessed that Nie Changhuan would look for her mobile phone, so he went around the building and found her mobile phone lying in the rain.
When he squatted down to pick up the phone, he forced his increasingly blurred vision to look around. When he got up while holding the phone, a dizzy sensation came from his brain. He staggered two steps, and after barely standing on the wall, he immediately regained consciousness. Go forward.
Because it is still under development and the investment promotion period, the building looks almost the same at first glance. There are no obvious storefronts and other signs to distinguish the direction. In addition, the sky is getting darker and the rainstorm has not slowed down at all, making it more difficult to judge the way forward. Up.
In fact, it is entirely possible that Nie Changhuan has found a safe place to settle down by himself. There is no danger, but at this moment, his vision is getting worse and worse, and he should pay more attention to it.
But when he didn't see Nie Changhuan with his own eyes, he completely forgot to consider himself. While contacting Chen Yanchuan, he stepped on the deep and shallow water, searching for people inch by inch. But Chen Yanchuan, who set off in the next step, was already unable to rush over because of the road closure.
In the end, Fu Xingye turned around the entire area by himself. He didn't even know where his glasses were lost. The water in his leather shoes had soaked his feet numb and swollen.
The damage to his body caused by the fire was particularly obvious at this time, and he finally couldn't hold it anymore, leaning against the wall and closing his eyes to catch his breath.
He raised his head and let the rain wash away, and suddenly pulled his lips and smiled: Nie Changhuan's cruel girl had already broken his relationship with him, and it was Tang Sihuai who opened his mouth and closed his mouth. He fights like this for not knowing what it is.
Is it just to want to sleep with her
But in this world, there should be more women who are more emotional than her when she sleeps, and they won't be so angry at him like Nie Changhuan.
But this thought passed through his mind for a while, and he opened his eyes again and walked into a path between the two shops. When he looked up, he saw the tuft in the corner of the wall.
She leaned her head against the wall, showing only half of her pale and wet face outside, but the poster covering her body had been wetted by the rainstorm, and it was tattered and hung on her body, looking more Pitiful is as pitiful.
Fu Xingye suddenly averted his gaze from looking at her. When he stared away, his mind was full of the scenes he had just seen.
A piece of his heart collapsed, uncomfortable not like uncomfortable, irritability not like irritability, so that he was depressed so much that he didn't move for a while, looking at Nie Changhuan from a distance of a street.
Lightning flashed in the sky, and when a thunder blasted, he saw Nie Changhuan's body trembled fiercely, and the body that had been shrunk into a tuft shrank even smaller.
Fu Xingye's heart ached, and he immediately walked towards her.
He stood in front of her, but she did not wake up.
He frowned and leaned over, put his hand out and touched her forehead, then suddenly stretched out his hands and hugged the person sideways.
While he walked quickly to the bar according to his memory, he looked down at the person in his arms from time to time and called her name over and over again, but Nie Changhuan didn't respond.
After finally getting to the bar, Cheng Ke, who had overcome all difficulties, would stand in front of the bar and immediately opened the bar door for him.
When Fu Xingye went in with Nie Changhuan in his arms, Sheng Jia and Tang Yaoyao, who were standing side by side in the torrential rain, were so smashed that they couldn't even open their eyes, but no one dared to move.
Tang Sihuai, who finally found him, looked at his sister, and immediately guessed something. At that moment, he closed his eyes, and when he opened it again, Tang Yaoyao looked at him, her mouth slumped, as if she was about to be unable to hold it. Up.
Tang Sihuai took his eyes away and followed into the bar.
In fact, this bar has not been completely renovated. Only one private room on the second floor for guests to rest can be used normally. This is also the one where Sheng Jia and Tang Yaoyao have been before. There are also Sheng Jia and Tang Yaoyao bags on the sofa.
Fu Xingye only glanced at the sofa, and when he became a cauldron, he threw both bags neatly, but he was just close to the window at that time, so he didn't throw it in the trash can, and threw it out of the window.
Fu Xingye raised his eyebrows. It was an unintentional move, but he immediately folded his hands in front of him, bent over and asked tentatively, "Will it pollute the environment? Then I will pick it up later and find another place to throw it. ."
"..." Fu Xingye carefully put Nie Changhuan on the sofa and ordered Cheng Ke, "Go to the first aid kit."
As soon as he finished speaking, Tang Sihuai had already entered with the first aid kit.
Tang Sihuai's gaze fell on Nie Changhuan. He was first attracted by the tattered poster fragments on her body. A picture of her suffering quickly popped up in her mind. She couldn't say what she originally wanted to plead for Tang Yaoyao.
He couldn't help but walked a few steps, trying to touch Nie Changhuan's pale face, but Fu Xingye stared at him, and in the end he just silently passed the first aid kit in his hand to Fu Xingye's hand.
Fu Xingye turned around, and when he reached for the first aid kit, his movements were too violent, and a dizziness made him fall directly on the sofa.
He closed his eyes slowly, and when he opened his eyes again, his vision, which had long been blurred, was completely plunged into darkness.
He can't see again.
It happened at this time.
"San Shao?" Cheng Ke was careless, and immediately noticed something was wrong, and hurriedly went over to support him.
Fu Xingye stood up slowly, and after a few seconds of silence, he suddenly pulled his lips and laughed, then he spoke lightly and called Tang Sihuai's name.
"She has a fever." After saying this, Fu Xingye stepped away, but because his eyes couldn't see, his calf hit the edge of the table, so the heavy wooden table was slightly shifted by the impact, but he even brows. No wrinkle, with Cheng Ke's help, he quickly left the room.
Tang Sihuai retracted his gaze from his back, frowned and thought for several seconds before suddenly understanding what he meant: Fu Xingye, this is for him to take care of Nie Changhuan who has a fever.
Tang Sihuai immediately walked to Nie Changhuan, who had shrunk into a ball even when lying on the sofa. After half-kneeling on the edge of the sofa, Tang Sihuai immediately took off his dry suit jacket and wrapped it around Nie Changhuan.
Seeing Nie Changhuan’s pale face, he blamed himself and felt distressed for a while. After raising his hand to remove the wet hair on her cheek, he couldn’t help holding her wet little hand and kissed it on his lips. Only then opened the first aid kit.
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In the bar lobby, Fu Xingye leaned back in the deck as he always did, with his arms lazily resting on the armrests, looking no different from usual, a lazy look.
Cheng Ke is not talkative. At this moment, after talking to Chen Yanchuan, who was already in a hurry, he took another call from Chen Xinlan. Finally, he silently walked behind Fu Xingye and reported truthfully: "San Shao, The old lady said, I will clean up your meal when you go back."
Fu Xingye had a look, and smiled, "You tell her the old man, and she will tidy up."
Cheng Ke was stunned: According to the past, Fu Xingye would not take up such topics, only frowning or making no response.
In short, Fu Xingye seemed to be too lazy at the moment, as if he had pretended to be.
Cheng Fu understood this as the reason that Fu Xingye was uncomfortable and did not want to show it in front of others, so he comforted him: "Although the road is closed, Chen Yanchuan has already brought the medical team over in a slightly awkward way. You should have already passed the worst part of the road. As long as you merge with the car arranged in advance, you will be able to come in within half an hour. Three little ones, you can bear it."
Fu Xingye nodded: "Okay, I'm not in a hurry."
Cheng Ke was frightened: "San Young Master, if you don't want to talk, don't say it." He was scared, and he wondered what he did not do wrong today.
Fu Xingye did not speak anymore.
On the contrary, Cheng Ke was even more frightened. Standing behind Fu Xingye like a twisting pillar, after a long time, he weakly called "San Shao".
Fu Xingye almost said at the same time in the next second: "Why do you think he hasn't come down yet?"
When Chen Yanchuan was not there, no one knew who this "he" was referring to, Cheng Cao didn't dare to say anything, only hope that Chen Yanchuan would appear in front of him in the next second.
But time passed by, and Fu Xingye seemed impatient to sit, and found it difficult. He asked for a cigarette from Cheng Ke, held it in his mouth and lit it, but forgot to smoke it, and just sat there like that. .
It wasn't until the sound of footsteps faintly heard from upstairs that his hand holding the cigarette shook, and he tightened his thin lips and took a sigh, and his fingers were immediately burned by the burning cigarette butts.
But he seemed to be completely unaware, except for smoking, his expression had forgotten to change.
Downstairs, Tang Sihuai glanced at the cigarette butt in his hand, then glanced at his sister who was still showering outside the door, and cried out politely, "San Shao."
The last time his hand was broken by Chen Yanchuan, he covered the news without letting anyone know. This time, Tang Yaoyao's affair is so big, it must be concealed.
However, he didn't intend to intercede for Tang Yaoyao. The first was useless, and the second was... Tang Sihuai remembered some old things and felt that Tang Yaoyao should have suffered a long time ago, otherwise he would never remember.
Fu Xingye waited for a few seconds. Before Tang Sihuai could say anything, he turned his head and asked him, "What are you doing here?"
"I have used anti-fever patch and anti-fever medicine for her, but I still have to go to the hospital for a checkup." Tang Sihuai recalled how Nie Changhuan was unwilling to relax on the sofa. He always felt uneasy, but he Somehow, I just didn't want to tell Fu Xingye about this situation, but when the guilt in his heart was overwhelming, he clenched his teeth and said, "I blame me for this tonight."
As long as there is a normal hospital nearby, Fu Xingye would not throw Nie Changhuan into Tang Sihuai's care.
At this moment, when Tang Sihuai talked about these useless things, he pulled his lips coldly, swallowed all the anxiety into his stomach, and swallowed the nausea that had been lingering.
He sat there calmly, calculating in his mind how long he could hold on. The fire not only hurt his eyes, but also added a blood clot in his head. The one that blocked Chu Yu's bridge was actually fatal.
The two men were silent for each other, Tang Sihuai stood up after a moment: "I'll go up and see Huanhuan."
The sound of "Huanhuan" was harsh, and Fu Xingye's brain felt a sharp pain, almost unsupported.
When he recovered, Tang Sihuai's footsteps had disappeared upstairs.
Thinking that Tang Sihuai was going to be alone with Nie Changhuan again, Fu Xingye immediately got up and stood up, trying to follow.
"San Young Master, where are you going?!" Cheng Ke was afraid that he would hit the table, and immediately stopped him.
Fu Xingye opened his mouth and wanted to say "I want to see her too", but when he thought that his eyes were darkened and he was a mud bodhisattva, he sat back in the chair again.
It was also at this time that Chen Yanchuan finally came with someone. Several experts carrying the medical box immediately surrounded Fu Xingye, using limited conditions to cautiously start to check his physical condition, and finally the one with the most seniority raised his head. , Looked at Chen Yanchuan: "You have to go back to the city for treatment immediately!"
His words were matched with his expression, and Chen Yanchuan almost vomited a mouthful of blood in his eagerness, and no longer cared about the etiquette of the superiors and subordinates, he directly stepped forward and dragged Fu Xingye into the car in cooperation with Cheng Ke.
Fu Xingye didn't resist, he closed his eyes after getting into the car. However, people carelessly Cheng Ke noticed that after Fu Xingye closed his eyes, the hands that had been on his knees dropped towards the side of his body...
After several hours of heavy rain, there is finally a gentle trend now.
Tang Sihuai was standing on the second floor of the bar, watching the car carrying Fu Xingye splash all the way, and soon disappeared. He turned around and tightened the suit jacket covering Nie Changhuan's body again. He picked up the phone and told the driver to take it. The car drove over and took Nie Changhuan straight to the hospital in the city.
Tang Yaoyao, who was standing at the entrance of the bar, didn't even look at her when she saw her brother, and finally dared to cry out.
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Nie Changhuan woke up in the middle of the night of the next day. The nurse beside her who was changing the bottle screamed, and quickly bent over and held her hand: "Don't move, for the infusion."
Nie Changhuan's consciousness was still not clear, but the pain in her body woke up first. She couldn't hold back for a while and hesed softly.
The nurse hurriedly asked: "Are there any discomforts? When I changed your medical clothes before, I saw a lot of bruises on your body."
Because of the nurse's words, Nie Changhuan finally recalled what happened on the second floor of the bar.
She opened her mouth, her lips were dry and pale, and her voice was soft and dumb: "Who brought me to the hospital, please?"
"I don't know." The nurse shook her head, and then pointed to the coat on the side of the bed and said: "But this seems to be his clothes. This is what you were wearing when you were sent."
Nie Changhuan turned his head and saw the suit jacket beside the pillow, which belonged to a man.