Fu Ying asked coldly, “Have you seen the surveillance video?”
The doctor nodded. “I have. After all, this is a serious matter.”
“Then did you see how Mo Rao subdued that man?” Fu Ying was very puzzled. How could a fragile woman like Mo Rao suppress a man so quickly?
“She just used a silver needle. She saved Lin Qun’s life with a silver needle,” the doctor replied truthfully.
Silver needle?
Fu Ying had never known that Mo Rao could use silver needles.
Seeing Fu Ying’s suspicious expression, the doctor quickly added, “Miss Mo’s grandfather was a very famous doctor. She probably inherited her grandfather’s mantle.”
Fu Ying didn’t say anything because he… didn’t know any of this.
It was as if he only knew Mo Rao’s name, age, appearance, figure, and that her parents were dead.
As for the rest, he had never tried to learn about them.
Even though this woman had been by his side for many years and was waiting for him to understand her, he was indifferent.
Fu Ying waved his hand. “I understand.”
The doctor immediately left.
Then, Fu Ying instructed Gu Hai, “Go and find the man in the surveillance camera. The sooner the better!”
“Yes, President Fu!” Gu Hai nodded and left.
Fu Ying went to Qu Ru’s ward.
Qu Ru was looking in the mirror with a comb in her hand. There was a lot of hair on the white blanket, all of which had fallen off.
Her hair had been falling more and more recently, and she was very afraid.
Not only was she worried that she would die, but she was also worried that she would be disfigured.
Hearing footsteps, she immediately put down the mirror comb and put on her hat.
Fu Ying’s figure appeared, and his gaze was very cold.
Qu Ru frantically hid her hair, but it was too late.
Fu Ying walked over and grabbed her hand. His fingers opened, and revealed the messy hair in her palm.
Qu Ru immediately cried. “Fu Ying, don’t look at me. I’m so ugly. All of my hair is about to fall off. You definitely won’t like me anymore…”
Fu Ying only shook his head.
“I knew it!” Qu Ru was overjoyed. She immediately opened her arms and hugged Fu Ying’s waist while crying. “You won’t despise me, right? You’re the most important person to me. If even you despise me, I might as well die!”
Fu Ying’s heart sank. Looking at Qu Ru, he didn’t know what to say.
Qu Ru continued to cry and said, “Fu Ying, I don’t want Mo Rao’s bone marrow anymore. I can’t wait anymore. I just want you to divorce her and be with me openly. In the last days, I want to stay with you and leave behind beautiful memories that belong to us. This way, I can die without regrets…”
In any case, her goal was to break up Fu Ying and Mo Rao and make them get a divorce!
Now, Fu Ying was starting to develop stronger feelings toward Mo Rao. This was very bad. Qu Ru didn’t want to watch Fu Ying fall in love with Mo Rao and abandon her.
She couldn’t lose. She had to beat Mo Rao!
Fu Ying didn’t speak, so Qu Ru continued to cry as she said frantically, “Fu Ying, I want to marry you. I want to be your wife. This has always been my wish. Don’t you love me anymore? Don’t you want to marry me too? If I die, you will also regret it.”
Fu Ying remained silent.
What was he thinking? Could he really be in love with Mo Rao?
Qu Ru was anxious. “Fu Ying, why aren’t you saying anything?”
“Xiao Ru, I won’t let you die.” Fu Ying finally spoke, but his words made Qu Ru’s heart turn cold.
He only said that he wouldn’t let her die, but he didn’t say that he would definitely marry her.
Qu Ru’s heart was filled with hatred. She felt extremely indignant.
“Alright, I’ll listen to you, but nothing is set. Fu Ying, take a few wedding photos with me. If I really can’t survive until that day, treat it as fulfilling my dying wish.” Qu Ru looked at Fu Ying pitifully, her tears never stopping.
She had already given in and didn’t ask Fu Ying to divorce Mo Rao immediately. She only asked for a few wedding photos.
She didn’t believe that Fu Ying wouldn’t agree!
As expected, Fu Ying’s heart softened. “Okay.”
“Fu Ying, thank you for helping me. Let’s do it as soon as possible, okay? My health is getting worse. Let’s do it tomorrow, before all of my hair falls off!” Qu Ru said happily.
Fu Ying couldn’t bear to refuse. He hesitated for a moment before nodding. “Yes.”
Qu Ru immediately felt smug. As long as she used some tricks to gain sympathy, Fu Ying would still listen to her. Who did Mo Rao think she was?