Chapter 239 Six Days
"Miss."

Fu Yanci put out his cigarette.

He didn't know why. Although he didn't have much contact with this elder sister, he inexplicably had the urge to get close to her.

Maybe this is the power of blood?

The car lights were still on. Jane glanced at the cigarette butts on the ground, then looked at Fu Yanci and asked, "What do you want from me?"

The tone was very calm, with an obvious sense of keeping people at a distance.

Fu Yanci ignored all this, looked at her, and pleaded sincerely: "Sister, come back, the Fu family needs you."

He thought about it for a long time, and the only person who was worthy of his trust and who he could trust with the Fu family, his mother and his wife was Jane.

Jane frowned and corrected him: "Your eldest sister is dead."

Fu Yanci revealed his trump card directly: "I have a miniature bomb in my brain, it's timed, and there are less than 10000 minutes left. I will find an open and deserted place to wait for the explosion. Mom is in poor health, and my wife will inevitably be suppressed and bullied by people in the business world. I can't trust others, so I can only ask my eldest sister to help me take care of them."

"What miniature bomb?" Jane naturally would not doubt the truthfulness of Fu Yanci's words.

This is not the kind of person who would joke about such things.

"Who put it there for you? Come on, follow me to check it now and then find a way to get it out." Jane has never been one to admit defeat.

This is how he treats himself, and this is also how he treats Fu Yanci.

Fu Yanci shook his head: "Sister, I don't want to leave so early more than anyone else, but I have tried all kinds of methods, and Dean Chu has tried everything, but this bomb will explode as soon as it is peeled off, and I don't want to implicate several medical staff before I die."

Jane insisted: "I am not your eldest sister, I have no obligation to take over your mess, the Fu family has nothing to do with me, you go take care of your mother and wife yourself, now, come with me for a check-up, this is not a negotiation, you have no right to refuse."

After saying that, he pushed Fu Yanci into his car and drove to a hospital owned by the Italiano family.

Jane called in some of the best doctors in the hospital to examine Fu Yanci's brain.

"Boss, there is indeed a micro-bomb in Mr. Fu's brain, and it is in a very bad position, pressing on the optic nerve. He will soon go blind, and then lose his hearing..."

Jane interrupted the doctor: "Can't it be peeled off forcibly?"

The doctor shook his head. “I’m afraid that only when the person who made this miniature bomb is present to dismantle it and stop the countdown personally, can we take the risk.”

He is the world's leading brain surgeon, and even he is helpless.

Jane suddenly felt powerless.

She had had this feeling before, when she had gone to hell and escaped death.

And now, it's her turn...

"Sister, can you promise me now?" Fu Yanci came over. "I don't have much time left. I beg you, can you promise me?"

It is so rare to be able to make the third master of the Fu family say the word "please".

Jane's nose felt a little sour.

He turned around, took a deep breath, and said: "I won't go back to the Fu family, but I can protect the Fu family and take care of them."

This is an indirect acknowledgement of one's identity.

Fu Jinhe.

The past he didn't want to recall.

Now, he had to face it again.

Fu Yanci finally breathed a sigh of relief, "Thank you, big sister."

Jane looked at him, blinked, and asked, holding back her tears and grief, "Do you have anything else to say?"

Fu Yanci certainly did: "Fu's..."

Jane interrupted him directly: "Let your wife take care of it. She is not as fragile as you think."

Of course Fu Yanci knew.

His wife has many secrets and is very powerful.

But no matter how powerful it was, he still couldn't bear it and was reluctant to do it.

He walked to the window beside him and looked at the dark night outside.

"I actually really want to have a wedding with her." Jane asked, "Aren't you married?"

Fu Yanci shook his head: "I had a car accident that time, so the wedding was not complete, or even nonexistent. I know this may be selfish, but I really want to have an unforgettable and memorable memory with her."

It was already late at night when we left the hospital.

Fu Yanci drove around outside for a few more rounds and didn't return home until 2:30 in the morning.

As he thought, Jiang had already fallen asleep.

I don’t know what scientific research problem was bothering her in her dream, her brows were furrowed.

Fu Yanci sat beside the bed, carefully stroking her brows with his hand until the frown lines on her forehead gradually relaxed.

"Jiang Zao... I love you..."

After taking a shower, he lay down gently on the bed. He was afraid of waking Jiang Zao, so he didn't dare to get too close. The moonlight shone in, illuminating her sleeping outline.

He repeated the sweet words in his mind over and over again while calculating the remaining time on the timer in his head.

9200 minutes.

153 hours.

6 days.

……

The next day, as soon as Jiang Zao opened his eyes, he was greeted with a passionate kiss from Fu Yanci.

"Good morning, good morning." After the kiss, Fu Yanci said in a hoarse voice.

With a gentle smile on his lips, his ardent gaze cast upon Jiang Zao, full of affection and a bit of attachment that was difficult to understand.

Jiang Zao felt that sense of disobedience again, "Are you really okay?"

Fu Yanci smiled: "Wife, at this time you should say, good morning, husband, or I don't mind if you change it to three words."

Three words?
Ok.

Jiang Zao: “I didn’t brush my teeth.”

Fu Yanci: "..."

Ok.

He held Jiang Zao's hand and walked towards the bathroom. He put his arms around her waist from behind, reached over, picked up the toothpaste, squeezed some on the electric toothbrush, tilted his head, and helped Jiang Zao brush her teeth.

Then he helped her rinse her mouth.

"it's OK now."

Fu Yanci maintained this posture, turned Jiang Zao's head a little, and kissed him again.

The two were very close, so close that Jiang Zao could clearly feel the changes in his body.

"Do you...want to?" Jiang Zao's eyes flashed with obvious emotion.

But at the critical moment, Fu Yanci braked.

He smiled softly, stroked Jiang Zao's eyebrows with his hand, and said, "Now is not the time."

Jiang Zao couldn't understand, "What's wrong with you?"

She admitted that she was attracted to this man. Since she loved him, there was nothing wrong with admitting it.

But how come this man always stops so easily after teasing her?

Jiang Zao was a little angry. She turned around and faced Fu Yanci: "You are not playing tricks on me again, are you?"

"Of course not." Fu Yanci held her face and kissed her forehead gently, "I have only loved one woman in my life, her name is Jiang Zao."

He paused, then smiled and said, "But not now, honey, mom is still waiting for us downstairs for breakfast."

This explanation is quite reasonable.

Jiang Zao took a deep breath. Now was indeed not a good time.

"I'm going to wash up." After saying that, he pushed Fu Yanci out and closed the door.