Chapter 915 Distressed

Mrs. Fu looked on coldly with her arms in her arms. "Put away his mobile phone for me. After this minor operation, you can rest assured that I will return it to you." Spit out a very ruthless word, the little assistant picked up the mobile phone, and Mrs. Fu left the ward without looking at it, stepping on high heels. Aaron Anderson looked depressed, and in his mind, Su Cen had just been drunk, complaining in a very low voice. I feel like my heart was pricked by a needle, crisp and numb. To be honest, Aaron Anderson couldn't wait to leave the hospital immediately, drove a private jet, rushed to Su Cen's side, and then grabbed her shoulder and told her: "It's not your fault, there is no need to repent." "There is no need to make any changes. I didn't take good care of you, which made you so sad." ... Although the mobile phone was confiscated, Aaron Anderson didn't take it to heart. Since the car accident, Mrs. Fu has been nervous, fearing that something would happen to her son a