Before entering the ward, Fu Huatong reached out to wipe the wetness on her face, took a deep breath to adjust her emotional state, and then pushed the door open and entered.

The takeaway on the coffee table had not been moved. Mother Fu sat on the sofa, turned around, and reached out to wipe something...

Fu Huatong didn't care about it, so he took a step to the edge of the bed, reached out to pat Fu Zhixuan, and said:

"I just talked to her and she promised to remove those false charges."

These words made Fu Zhixuan stop crying, turned around, looked at Fu Huatong beside her in disbelief, and asked:

"How could it be? She just said arrogantly that she wanted my life!"

Fu Huatong smiled gently and comforted her: "Dad is her superior. I gave this order, how dare she not listen!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Mother Fu, who was sitting on the sofa, walked over with some disbelief and asked, "Then are we Xuanxuan okay?"

The smile on Fu Huatong's face suddenly subsided, a little unnatural: "She just promised to remove the charges of premeditated murder and injuring someone with a gun..."

After the words came, Fu's mother and Fu Zhixuan were not happy at all. That means, the prison was still settled!

The three of them were silent, and no one felt good.

Fu Zhixuan's eyes were red, tears fell on her face. Her intact left hand pulled Fu Huatong's arm, and her voice was choked and weak: "Dad, I don't want to go to jail. Dad, please help me. It's better to let me die now if you want me to go to jail!"

Fu Huatong frowned, with anger in her eyebrows: "Didn't you think there would be such consequences before you did this?"

"I……"

Fu Zhixuan's tears became even more fierce when she was so fierce by Fu Huatong.

She had thought about the possibility of failure, but she never thought she would fall into a simple trap.

Fu Zhixuan's tears made Fu Huatong feel heartbroken, full of helplessness.

He just asked for simplicity and pride, but he had lost his old face. He did not expect others to be kind and compassionate. If he said more, it would only make them lose their last bit of self-esteem...

"I've told you a long time ago that Gu Jiu is already married, you should calm down. Why is your child so stubborn? You are from a big girl's house, and you still do shameless things..."

Fu Huatong was also a little angry. As he spoke, Fu Zhixuan lay back, the quilt covered her head and made sob sounds.

Mother Fu was heartbroken except for her heartache. She pushed Fu Huatong, who was sitting beside the bed, and choked and said:

"Xuanxuan is going to jail. You, a dad, don't think of a way to find a lawyer or something. You even criticized her for her heart. What do you think!"

At the end, Mother Fu reached out to cover her mouth to stop her from crying more fiercely, and said in a vague manner: "Huatong, we are just such a daughter! Think of a way!"

Fu Huatong was a little angry, "What do I think of? No rules can make a square line. Don't say that I am a teacher, I can't do anything to the law even if I am the president!"

Mother Fu frowned and her tears became more and more fierce.

Fu Huatong also realized that his tone might be a bit too extreme. He raised his hand to hold his forehead, rubbed his eyebrows tiredly, and said, "Look at her well, I'll go out to smoke a cigarette."

After saying that, he turned around and walked away from the ward.

Even as the ward door is closed, the heartbreaking sob can be heard vaguely.

...

That afternoon, the laboratory received a message saying that Fu Hua was waiting at the door-

I thought about it briefly and just threw down one sentence: "Let him go."

The security guard responded and left the laboratory.

It was not until after 11 o'clock in the evening that she finished her work. She went back to the children's room and looked at Xiao Yiyi who was already asleep. She bent down and left a gentle kiss on her forehead. Then she turned around and left, ready to serve the big sleep...

In the aisle, before she could approach Gu Jiu's room, she suddenly remembered something and called the gatekeeper...

As soon as the phone rang, Lu Sheng from the room next to Xiaoyi came out with a small quilt, obviously preparing to go to the next door to change Xiaoyi a quilt.

She glanced at the simple standing in the aisle, her eyes moved slightly, and she placed her eyes on the phone she had just hung up. She narrowed her eyes slightly and asked tentatively:

"He's still here?"

He simply replied: "Standing like this is not a solution..."

"I'll go!" Lu Sheng suddenly spoke, walked up, handed the quilt in his hand to his simple hand, and continued to speak: "You are a junior, he will rely on his seniority and have some loss and cannot eat it!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he let out a simple chuckling and responded with a smile.

Simply stood in his eyes, watching Lu Sheng disappear at the corner, and returned to the room with the quilt. After a moment, he left and walked towards the place where Gu Jiu's room was-

Room.

Gu Jiu sat on a chair, with a set of brushes in front of the table, and was concentrating on it, as if he was painting something...

As soon as the door opened, Gu Jiu seemed to have done something bad, and quickly folded the unfinished painting in half and stuffed it into his pocket...

He took a brief look at Gu Jiu who was a little frightened, became interested, and stepped forward and asked, "What are you doing?"

Gu Jiu shook his head and responded calmly: "No."

Simply raised his eyebrows slightly, sat beside Gu Jiu, looked at the neatly arranged colored pens on the table, and said with an interesting voice: "Let me guess, you are drawing, and, are you painting me, right?"

The light golden eyes raised lightly, looked at him with his hands on his chin and looked at him with simplicity, frowned, obviously with an unhappy look.

Just reach out, "Take it out and let me take a look!"

Gu Jiu shook his head, subconsciously reached out to protect his pocket, and was disobedient.

She simply shrugged, and she was not very interested, so she didn't force her anymore.

"You sort it out, I'll take a shower first."

After saying that, he simply got up and walked into the bathroom in the room.

As soon as the bathroom door was closed, Gu Jiu took out the painting in his pocket and continued to paint and dye it...

But in more than ten minutes, it came out in a simple way and the table was cleaned up. Even if it was a second personality, would some of its original temperament not change? For example, obsessive-compulsive disorder and cleanliness...

Gu Jiu had already lying on the bed, freeing up most of the bed space around him, leaving enough space for the simple.

He simply lifted the quilt and went to bed, moved, and retreated into Gu Jiu's arms, relaxing all day long...

After a long time, Jian suddenly asked, "Gu Jiu, have you ever thought about it, will we come?"

"Hmm?" Gu Jiu subconsciously wondered, and didn't quite understand the meaning of the simple words.

After struggling simply, he poked his head out of Gu Jiu's arms, met those gentle eyes, pursed his lips, and weakened his voice:

"Have you ever thought about what it will look like in ten years and twenty years?"

Gu Jiu was stunned for a moment, and did not rush to respond, but just shook his head slightly, "I don't know, but we will always be together, right?"

He simply pulled his lips, raised his head and left a light kiss on his chin, retracted his arms and said no more.

Gu Jiu is very thoughtful. Even if she has a child’s IQ, she sometimes can’t guess what he is thinking.

She has thought many times that Gu Jiu's current IQ level is much better than Qin Liang before, and there are even obvious signs of time increase. This may also mean that in ten years, Gu Jiu will become the behavior and thinking that an adult should have...

But it is also a hypothesis that Qin Liang will always stay at the IQ stage of six years old.

She has a lot to think about now. Gu’s parents want a healthy son, Gu also needs Gu Jiu, and Xiao Yiyi’s growth in the future also needs the care of her father. As for her...

No matter what Gu Jiu is like, she will hug her with a smile.

Over the past two years, she has been expanding various experiments based on the original information, especially when she went to Hong Kong the day before yesterday and discussed with the professor, she felt that there was an experiment that she could try...

But she was not sure what the success rate would be, but the possibility of failure was too high...

She has no courage...

...

Fu Zhixuan's case was settled a week later and she was sentenced to three years in prison and two months of probation for hand injuries.

At around 10 o'clock in the morning, I was watching some teenage mice's nerve data pictures in the laboratory and simply felt the vibration of my pocket phone. I took it out and saw a text message from Fu Lingjiang:

You said that I would not go to the laboratory in the future, so I picked me up and sent it back before 7 o'clock in the evening.
Chapter completed!