After retiring, I was pinched and spoiled by the boss

Chapter 379 Signs of Premature Birth

She immediately covered her belly and bent over, her face turned pale from the pain.

"What's wrong? What's wrong?"

Seeing this, Fu Xingzhi was so frightened that he jumped out of bed and ran towards her.

Nan Sheng sat slumped on the sofa, thin sweat dripped from his forehead in an instant.

"Do not touch me……"

She gritted her teeth to endure the pain, and pushed his hand away in disgust, refusing his touch.

Fu Xingzhi panicked, and the worry and distress in his eyes were truly charming, "Is it a stomachache? Let me see—"

"Do not touch me!"

She yelled angrily, with tears in her eyes, aggrieved and sad.

"I'll take you to the hospital!" With a serious face, he quickly reached out to hug her.

"You don't need to be hypocritical—"

"To shut up!!"

He yelled and glared at her.

Nan Sheng was taken aback by his roar.

His eyes were red with anxiety, and the panic and panic in his eyes were obvious, it didn't look like it was pretending.

Inexplicably, she really shut up.

She hugged his neck tightly and let him run downstairs with her in his arms.

……

Nan Sheng fainted from the pain.

When she woke up, it was already late at night.

In the dim light, she found herself lying in a luxurious ward.

There was a slight sense of pressure in the hand, and the little hand was gently held by someone.

She turned her eyes and looked towards the bed.

Fu Xingzhi was sitting in the chair by the bed, holding her hand, dozing off like a chicken pecking at rice.

He looked a little haggard at the moment.

His coat was wrinkled, his hairstyle was messed up, and a blue beard appeared on his chin.

The broken hair scattered in front of his forehead, making him look more approachable, less cold and domineering, but more fireworks.

He is no longer like an unreachable high mountain flower, but like a warm brother next door.

Judging by his appearance, he should have been guarding her bedside all the time.

Nan Sheng's nose suddenly became sore.

I feel like crying.

He treats her in good times and bad times, hot and cold.

She couldn't figure out what he meant.

Say he doesn't care about her, but he is worried and anxious when he sees her abdominal pain, and he still stays by her side every step of the way.

It can be said that he cares about her, but he always hurts her heart openly or secretly.

Nan Sheng felt uncomfortable, and wanted to take back his little hand that was held by him.

When she moved, he woke up with a start.

"woke up?"

Fu Xingzhi opened his eyes and saw Nan Sheng staring at him with big black eyes. He quickly got up, leaned forward and asked with concern, "Are you thirsty? Do you want some water?"

She was expressionless and did not speak.

"Are you hungry? Mom has stewed chicken soup, let me warm it up for you?" He asked again, with a worried and anxious expression.

She remained silent.

Seeing this, he sighed helplessly.

Sitting down by the bed, he gently brushed away the strands of hair scattered on her forehead, and touched her small face distressedly, "Be good, don't be angry, my sister-in-law said that you have signs of premature delivery, and you should not be emotional."

She still doesn't speak.

"Grandma and mother have come to see you, and they are all worried. Be good, eat something, and report to them that they are safe, okay?" He coaxed softly.

"Who is Jiang Rumi?"

A chilly voice escaped from her pale lips.

"Xue Yao's cousin." He finally answered.

But it wasn't the answer she wanted.

Hearing this, Nan Sheng sneered, "I didn't ask, did I? Then let me ask again—Who is Jiang Rumi 'your'?!"

Deliberately biting down on the word "your", implying that he would never want to be perfunctory.

Fu Xingzhi sighed silently.

"A sister," he said.

"younger sister?"