403 So Now Yousre Trying to Act Pitiful? (1/2)

As smoking was not allowed in the hospital, Fu Qinglun was smoking in the area at the entrance of the hospital.

His injured right arm looked weak and his entire shirt was littered in blood stains. Holding the cigarette in his left hand, he leaned against the wall lazily and frowned.

He needed the rush of nicotine to numb himself.

Gu Mohan let go off Tang Mo'er's hand as she set off to find Lin Shiyu's ward. With his hand shoved into his trouser pocket, he looked further to see if the woman bumped into anything as he approached Fu Qinglun.

His lips exuded a sarcastic smile and Gu Mohan let out a dark chuckle. ”I told you long ago that having two women at the same time was playing with fire. Lu Qi'er and Lin Ruoxi are just dogs biting each other to the death, why are you such a busybody to meddle with them?”

Fu Qinglun frowned and continued to smoke.

It was as though he hadn't heard a single word.

Gu Mohan's gaze landed on Fu Qinglun's right arm and continued mocking him, ”So now you're trying to act pitiful? Does Lin Shiyu even care?”

Fu Qinglun took a last puff of the cigarette and threw it into the dustbin. He took out a cigarette and lighter from his pocket as he wanted to smoke more.

However, Gu Mohan walked over. Snatching the cigarette and lighter in his hand, Gu Mohan threw both into the bin.

Gu Mohan's slender long legs kicked his trousers, ”Don't smoke anymore, you make me want to smoke too. Now that the baby's gone, don't expect the Fu family to forgive you just because you've lost an arm. You'd better find the doctor and undergo your operation now!”

Seeing him in such a pathetic state, Gu Mohan didn't hold back the anger in his voice.

At this moment, two doctors came. The doctor looked at Gu Mohan frantically then looked at Fu Qinglun. ”Young Master Fu, the surgery has been arranged. Please come with us as soon as possible.”

Fu Qinglun froze. Underneath that handsome face was a gloomy and lonely man. No one knew what he was thinking.

Gu Mohan shoved his hands into his pocket and narrowed his eyes at Fu Qinglun. ”Fu Qinglun, are you trying to become useless? If seeing you now makes me despise you, others would be even more hateful. If you end up with one arm, you won't even be able to hold her, let alone support her. It's a good thing she's planning to divorce you. Just wait and see another man carry her in his arms.”

As soon as Gu Mohan said that, Fu Qinglun's facial expression turned stormy. Both the doctors broke out in cold sweat. No one in this world except President Gu would treat Fu Qinglun in such a manner.

A few seconds later, Fu Qinglun followed the doctors. Seeing Fu Qinglun's back view, Gu Mohan retracted his gaze and went to look for his wife.

…

Tang Mo'er stood by the ward door but did not enter. She wrapped herself in the thin black coat, her little hands stretched out from the wide sleeves and squatted by the small window at the ward door. She could not see anything, yet she stood by the window and cried extremely hard.

Seeing her squat by the window and crying so pitifully, his heart clenched. She looked just like a little abandoned kitten.

He walked over and hooked his palm at the back of her head, asking in a gentle tone, ”Why aren't you going inside, hm?”

Tang Mo'er turned around and looked up at him. Her eyelashes trembled and salty tears rolled down her cheeks. Choking on her tears, she stammered, ”I don't dare… to go in. I'm scared if Shiyu sees me cry… she'll end up crying… too…”

She was afraid of spreading her negative emotions to Shiyu as Shiyu's body was extremely weak. She did not dare to go in and agitate her.