bestfiction Chapter 290 Mental Hospital
Chapter 290 Mental Hospital
Suddenly, the bodyguards stepped forward from the left and right, grabbing Ye Rao's arms.
"Miss Ye, it's time to visit the sick. Please leave."
The bodyguard's voice was as cold as a robot's.
Ye Rao had completely lost the aggressive demeanor she had when she entered the ward.
She looked like a wilted eggplant, staring blankly at An Ying, muttering "Xiao Ying, Xiao Ying," before being escorted away by bodyguards.
An Ying originally wanted to ask Ye Rao if she knew whose child was in her belly.
Before he could even ask a question, the bodyguard escorted him out.
thump—
Ye Rao watched as the door to the ward slowly closed in front of her.
It seems she still hasn't recovered from the shock of An Ying's amnesia.
She has amnesia.
She doesn't remember her.
With red eyes, Ye Rao looked down, found her phone, and made a call.
The call was answered quickly.
On the other end of the phone, Fu Chengli wiped the blood off his hands and took the phone from Chen Xi.
"what's up."
Ye Rao asked in a hoarse voice, "Do you know what An Ying's situation is right now?"
Before leaving Beicheng, Fu Chengli inquired around and found that Gu Qingwen had found the best medical team and the most reliable bodyguards to take good care of An Ying.
Fu Chengli was relieved to leave.
He held his phone and said calmly, "What's wrong?"
Ye Rao's voice trembled with tears: "An Ying damaged her brain; she doesn't remember anything. She doesn't remember me, she doesn't remember you, she's forgotten us all..."
Fu Chengli was taken aback.
He couldn't hear what was said after that; his ears were ringing.
"understood."
Fu Chengli hung up the phone without expression.
His back view appeared relatively calm.
But his trembling fingertips betrayed him.
He couldn't even hold his phone.
The phone slipped from my palm with a thud and hit the ground.
Chen Xi hurriedly bent down and picked it up.
"President Fu..."
He had never seen Fu Chengli look so pale.
Fu Chengli glanced at the young man lying on the ground, his face bruised and swollen.
Chen Xi cautiously probed, "President Fu, should we leave them alive?"
Fu Chengli's voice was as cold as if it were covered in frost.
"Do not stay."
Chen Xi was taken aback.
This is the Fu family's driver. He sold An Ying's itinerary that day and colluded with An Xiaoxiao, which led to a series of major troubles.
Chen Xi had a strange feeling, as if he had returned to the time when Fu Chengli was cold and ruthless.
Fu Chengli slowly lit a cigarette and took a deep drag.
Amidst the swirling smoke, the man's gaze gradually hardened.
He strolled to the other end of the abandoned warehouse.
The disheveled woman was bound hand and foot, her mouth taped shut, and she looked like a refugee fleeing famine.
Fu Chengli raised his chin, signaling his men to tear off the tape from her mouth.
The woman cried out in pain.
Fu Chengli bent down and grabbed the woman's neck with his tiger's mouth.
"An Xiaoxiao, are you satisfied with this ending?"
An Xiaoxiao cried and begged for forgiveness: "Cousin, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to. I just wanted to play a joke on my sister. I didn't know she would get hurt, and I didn't know that old lecher wanted to die with her..."
"A joke? Your joke almost cost her half her life."
“An Xiaoxiao, I’ve let you off time and time again because you’re An Weiping’s biological daughter, but you’re unrepentant. Now that An Weiping has been kicked out of the family by Old Master Fu again, I can finally stop worrying about anything.”
Fu Chengli's voice was as deep as an ice blade, devoid of any warmth.
The thought of this woman causing An Ying to lose her memory fueled Fu Chengli's growing hatred.
So many memories they shared.
She looked at him and smiled sweetly.
She took a bullet for him.
Late at night, she clung tightly to him and softly told him that she liked him.
.........
In the blink of an eye, it vanished.
The hatred in his heart gathered at his fingertips, as if he really wanted to strangle the woman in his hands.
The pressure on his hands tightened.
A strong feeling of suffocation washed over her, and An Xiaoxiao gagged a few times.
Suddenly, she smiled.
"You hate me so much, is An Ying dead? Is she really dead, hahaha..."
"An Ying, you deserve it, hahaha! That old pervert probably just wanted to sleep with you, and you actually tried to fight back and kill him, hahaha..."
Fu Chengli looked at the woman who was laughing increasingly manicly and suddenly let go of her hand.
His face remained completely expressionless, and his voice was eerily calm:
"Send her to a mental hospital and never let her out."
An Xiaoxiao immediately stopped laughing, then pleaded with a pained expression, "I don't want to go to a mental hospital, that's not a place for humans! I don't want to go! Let me go!"
No one paid any attention to her.
Several bodyguards suddenly appeared behind Fu Chengli, dragged An Xiaoxiao and the driver into the back of a van, and drove away.
After giving his instructions over the phone, Chen Xi looked at Fu Chengli and said, "Everything's arranged. Are you going back to the Fu residence now?"
Fu Chengli watched the van drive away.
He shook his head.
"I need to go to the hospital to see An Ying."