Chapter 127 Idiot
"Ah, Brother Fu, you're here too?" Wang Yufan had been waiting for Song Yan since he called her, so when the door of the VIP ward was pushed open and Song Yan walked in, Wang Yufan's whole face showed joy. He stood up and was about to walk towards her when a figure walked in, which stunned him. He didn't expect that Fu Yusheng, a workaholic, would be willing to walk out of his office where he had an affair to accompany Song Yan to the hospital, so he was much more surprised than before. He found out from the fiery explosion.
Fu Yusheng raised his eyebrows, looked at Wang Yufan fiercely, and said slowly in a low cello voice: "Why can't I come here?"
"Of course... of course!" Wang Yufan's survival instinct has been very alert since the accident. He sensed the danger and rushed to deal with it. Thinking of being wrongly suppressed, he couldn't help but murmur in his heart. Although he was unwilling, he could feel the sudden drop in temperature around Fu Yusheng and knew that the man was not in a good mood, so he wisely did not speak, smiled and turned to look at Song Yan. "Sister-in-law, I'm very happy that you are here. I was worried, but now that you are here, I feel relieved." Then he thought of something else and felt a little embarrassed again. "I'm sorry to wake you up so early. If it weren't for an emergency, I would never disturb you."
"It's okay." Song Yan nodded to Wang Yufan, and then looked at Aomei, who was lying on the hospital bed with a pale face. She frowned slightly, looking at the thick black fog covering her petite body. The curse was showing up, and the speed was amazing. Looking closely, in the black fog, countless figures and limbs were twisting on Aomei's body, some grabbing her skin, and some trying to strangle her. It seems that Aomei is not unconscious, but unable to recover because of the pain. She pursed her lips, looked at the spell covering Aomei's body, and shook her head. Only the girl knew how painful she was, because she was not like her father's precious child, and had no chance to release the spell. It appeared little by little.
On the contrary, it was as if Orisa's husband had released months of accumulated curses onto Ome's tiny body, and he would most likely never return to the country.
She turned her eyes away from the crying Aolisha and the bewildered old man, and looked at Wang Yufan with a sharp and calculating look. She pointed at Xiao Aomei and asked seriously, "You promised me 20 million to make her sober up. You won't go back on your word, right?"
Fu Yusheng's eyes twitched, and he turned to look at his wife, tilting his head in disbelief, wanting to get serious confirmation from her. Did she really rush out of the house early in the morning for 20 million, leaving Fu Chen alone at home? When she was still his fiancée, he gave her that meager money as pocket money! After she married him, he increased it to 50 million, but she was running around for 20 million?
Now, where should he throw his face?
Even Wang Yufan's eyes twitched. He did know that his sister-in-law was a materialistic woman who valued money above all else, but wasn't this too much? After all, 20 million was nothing to the Fu family, so she shouldn't be so anxious, right? He turned to look at Fu Yusheng, as if silently asking him what he had been doing all these years. If his wife wasn't willing to spend the money he earned, then what was the point of earning so much?
Fu Yusheng understood Wang Yufan's silent question and covered his face. Great, this is really great. He sighed, shook his head, and said sharply: "Don't look at me like that, I have never refused to pay her bill."
"I don't need you to pay the bill." Song Yan immediately retorted, then she narrowed her eyes and looked at Wang Yufan, asking word by word. "Are you going to break your promise?"
"Of course not." Wang Yufan said hurriedly, not knowing what kind of couple they were. "I will never break my promise. As long as my sister-in-law can wake up Xiaomei and lift the spell, I will give you 20 million immediately, and you don't have to--"
Song Yan frowned and raised her finger to interrupt Wang Yufan. "Wait, when did I say I wanted to lift the curse?" She glanced at the little girl lying on the bed with an IV drip, then looked at Wang Yufan. "Do you know how strong her curse is? Even a half-baked soul master wouldn't be willing to break this curse for 20 million. What nonsense are you talking about?"
Wang Yufan opened his mouth wide, stunned. "But you said you would wake her up!"
"I will, but I never said I would break her curse." Song Yan raised his eyebrows casually. "Or do you think the curse will be lifted as long as she wakes up?"
Wang Yufan didn't answer. Song Yan knew he had hit the point. He rolled his eyes and spat it out. "Idiot."