We agreed to divorce at the expiration date, why do you regret it, Mr. Fu?

Chapter 130 She must be testing me

Brother Sheng?

Return your brother Sheng?

You call me so affectionately, when did it happen?

Wen Zhixia was confused. She thought she was too tired last night and was in a coma for a few days, causing her to miss a lot of things.

When she frowned and looked at Fu Ruo, she saw that his downturned peach blossom eyes suddenly lit up and his usual cunning expression appeared again. She thought something was wrong.

"Jiang Sheng, let me tell you something," she quickly turned to Jiang Sheng, "I don't care what kind of magic potion he's given you, but I'm warning you, he's a fox turned spirit, and he's full of nonsense. Don't let him deceive you."

Fu Ruoshi looked at her angry look, like a primary school student complaining, and thought to himself that she still remembered me, the fox spirit, and knew me so well, how could she not have me in her heart.

"Ah, this is not..." Jiang Sheng was in a dilemma, "Doctor Wen, this is not the case..."

He was tongue-tied and couldn't speak clearly, so Fu Ruoshi immediately picked up on him, "Doctor Wen, you repeatedly provoked the patient's emotions, and Brother Sheng got anxious and angry, which led to an unknown inflammatory reaction under the skin. Don't blame me for it."

Hey, an inflammatory reaction? Wen Zhixia was even more confused.

When did he learn my major?

Fu Ruoshi looked at her eyes widened in shock, she looked so silly and adorable, he wanted to hold her face and kiss her hard right now.

In the past few days, he has finished reading all the papers that Wen Zhixia left in the computer at the manor, and can also explain some principles and tricks of burns.

She didn't clean up the folders and recycle bin, which contained a lot of her important data and unique research results.

Although she was careful, she copied the file and did not clean out the Recycle Bin. If it were someone else, they would have simply stolen her article, modified it, and published it without any defense against others.

How would she live without me? Without me, she would be murdered and have no place to complain.

The more Fu Ruoshi thought about it, the more he felt a surge of responsibility. He would take responsibility to the end and would never let go.

Wen Zhixia was unaware of the storm in his head, so she spoke again, "Well, I have no right to interfere with your conversation, but I am Jiang Sheng's resident physician, and I have the right to know what you are talking about."

Fu Ruoshi said, "Your colleague told me about Brother Sheng before. He almost burned himself to death while trying to save his wife and children. I respect him as a man, so I want to get to know him, right, Brother Sheng?"

Jiang Sheng nodded, "Yes, Doctor Wen. Mr. Fu is very kind and humorous. When I see him, it's like seeing my own brother. There's no sense of distance at all. Chatting with him makes me feel several years younger."

……

6 ah.

Wen Zhixia rolled her eyes.

But she believed that Jiang Sheng was not lying. According to her understanding, it was hard for a person with Fu Ruoshi's personality to not have many friends. He was knowledgeable and could read people's expressions. If he didn't open his mouth, it would be fine. But once he opened his mouth, people from all walks of life could get along with him.

Besides, he admires the strong. He used to admire Wen Zhengmao, but now he calls Jiang Sheng, a real man who risked his life to save his wife, "brother". It makes sense. He appreciates tough guys because they are rare and hard to come by. The guys in their circle of power have been soaked in alcohol and sex, and their bones are softer than mud.

"Okay," she said, "Jiang Sheng, if you feel that talking to him can relieve your stress and make you feel better, it will indeed help you recover. But if you find him annoying, please tell me immediately and I will help you get rid of him."

Fu Ruoshi had a wicked smile on his face as he watched Wen Zhixia leave angrily.

As soon as she left, he quickly sat down opposite Jiang Sheng and placed the flowers next to his counter. "Brother Sheng, look, she treats me like this. Do you think she still likes me?"

Jiang Sheng: "The gauze on my eyes is obstructing my vision a bit, so I couldn't see Dr. Wen's face clearly just now."

"..."

"Sorry." Fu Ruoshi drank a sip of tea dejectedly and said nothing.

"But I think," Jiang Sheng said, "well, it's hard to say. I pursued my wife for more than two years back then, and she treated me the same way at the beginning. Now looking back, maybe she was testing me."

So, Wen Zhixia is testing me now?

Fu Ruoshi's eyes lit up and he suddenly understood.

Oh right! Why didn’t I think of that?

I hurt her so much in the past, it's normal for her to test my sincerity now!

You must perform well and pass the test!

Fu Ruoshi was filled with enthusiasm and shook his hand with emotion. "Brother Sheng, I will take care of your medical expenses, your wife's work, and your children's schooling."

In fact, what he said to Wen Zhixia just now was not entirely false. He really admired Jiang Sheng.

Twenty years ago, he knew Wen Zhengmao, and twenty years later it was Jiang Sheng. It took him twenty years to meet the second person who was willing to sacrifice his life for justice. On the contrary, those powerful people around him, let alone risking their lives to save their wives, some even killed their wives to get compensation.

That circle seems to be full of stars, but when it is torn apart, it is the darkest and dirtiest.

So he came to see Jiang Sheng under the introduction of Director Wu, and revealed his identity as soon as they met, saying that he was Wen Zhixia's ex-husband and was now pursuing her.

"When you rushed into the fire to look for your sister-in-law, didn't you think about what would happen if you were burned to death?" At this time, Fu Ruoshi asked the doubts in his heart, "Aren't you afraid? What were you thinking at that time?"

Jiang Sheng said, "I didn't think about anything. They are my wife and children. They can't die."

"That's it?" Fu Ruoshi was shocked. "Then you haven't thought about it. For example, if something happens to you, who will take care of your family? If something happens to you, your children will be left without a father, and your wife will be bullied."

Jiang Sheng sighed, "Where do I have time to think about this?"

Fu Ruoshi pressed on, "You mean, this is an instinctive reaction?"

"Right, right, right," Jiang Sheng said, "That's the word, Mr. Fu. You're still cultured after studying abroad."

He was joking, but Fu Ruoshi couldn't laugh.

It turns out that love is an instinct.

Anything that has been calculated and weighed is not love.

Fu Ruoshi, who has been conceited all his life, was taught another lesson by ordinary worker Jiang Sheng.

Over the next week, the situation with the fire in the park gradually calmed down.

This time, the risk control and public opinion were done very well, and with the unity of internal employees, no negative content was spread. On the contrary, Fu's corporate culture of paying employees' medical expenses, providing meals and leave won wide acclaim from the society.

Fu Ruoshi's efficiency in handling the crisis this time impressed Fu Keming, who immediately wanted to push a few more businesses to him.

But after resolving the crisis, he hid his achievements and fame and disappeared back to the United States. In his eyes, no matter how tempting Fu was, he was still his godson, and Zhuo Rui was his and Wen Zhixia's biological daughter.

Liu Zhen sent a WeChat message: "Mr. Fu, my wife has arrived home safely."

Although he was in the United States, Fu Ruoshi asked Liu Zhen to secretly protect Wen Zhixia. He had a hunch that Zhao Xiaoning was still in the dark and he didn't know when he would take action again.

This afternoon.

Wen Zhixia changed the patient's medicine in the inpatient department. She returned to the office and finished writing a few case reports and work summaries. Suddenly, Mao Qianqian burst in angrily and threw a Jincheng Burns Magazine in front of Wen Zhixia.

"What's wrong?" Wen Zhixia looked up in confusion. "Why are you giving me the magazine?"

Mao Qianqian opened the magazine and a letter of retraction fell in front of Wen Zhixia.

"Wen Zhixia, what exactly are you dissatisfied with me for?" She was furious. "If you have dissatisfaction, can't you say it to my face? What do you mean by stabbing me in the back? Just because you have a backer, you can bully others at will?"

Wen Zhixia saw the retraction letter and opened it.

Dear Professor Mao Qianqian, your paper published in our journal contains evidence of falsification and fabrication of experimental data and conclusions. The committee has decided to retract the paper. We ask that you uphold academic integrity and make a positive contribution to the development of medicine.