During the entire inspection, Chi Meng stayed with Nie Changhuan.
She didn't talk much, and the few words she said were all urging the medical staff to hurry up.
Nie Changhuan was even more anxious because of her emotions, sometimes as if he wanted to dig his heart out of his chest.
So when they returned to the doctor's office with the test results later, Nie Changhuan and Chi Meng both turned pale and did not dare to say a word.
The doctor had been yelled at by Chi Meng before, but he moved quickly now.
She said: "It's just getting red, there is no big problem, but for the next few days, you will have to stay in bed and can't walk around at will. It's prudent to stay in the hospital for one night before talking."
Nie Changhuan frowned: If so, then Liu Yi would definitely know that she was pregnant.
She can't let her know and worry about it again.
Chi Meng seemed to guess what she was thinking, so after returning to the ward, she comforted her: "It's okay. I have a friend who is the chief physician of another hospital and is in orthopedics. I will ask him to give you a prescription and then Let me find a film for you. It’s like you accidentally slipped and hurt your knee in the bathroom when you were with me tonight. Although I know it’s not good, we don’t do anything illegal."
This is the bottom line, but there seems to be no better way.
Nie Changhuan lay down in the ill, and nodded in a sullen expression. His face was pale and lonely, but he just touched his stomach unintentionally.
Chi Meng looked at her pitifully: "You haven't contacted Fu Xingye yet?"
Nie Changhuan's expression dimmed, but in a moment he pulled his lips again: "No."
"Should I help you contact him through Fu Jindong?" Chi Meng said hesitantly, not at all like her usual style. But in fact, as soon as the voice fell, she regretted it a little.
She hadn't actively contacted Fu Jindong for almost a year, and she didn't know if he was still using the number she had saved.
The contact between her and Fu Jindong was communicated to her driver and a life assistant through Fu Jindong's arrangement. But in fact, it is usually a year and a half, and there is no need for others to convey it several times.
Because most of the time, Fu Jindong treats her as a dead person.
Who can talk to a dead man if it's okay
Nie Changhuan was the most sensitive, and naturally felt Chi Meng's emotions, so he shook his head pretendingly and lightly: "No, Grandpa Fu is sick. Fu Xingye is probably very busy."
Can't answer the phone no matter how busy
Chi Mengxiang said this, but for fear of hurting Nie Changhuan's heart, he said something else: "Then you lie down and rest first. I'll call my doctor friend."
Nie Changhuan nodded. When Chi Meng went out and she was the only one left in the ward, she first wanted to ask Liu Yi what was going on there, and whether she could cope with it alone, but she was afraid of exposing herself, so she didn’t. ask.
She was holding her phone, and couldn't help but open the call log and WeChat and read it again.
Nothing.
Nie Changhuan exhaled heavily, originally wanting to be harder, but only a minute later, she called Fu Xingye again.
…
In Fu Zhen's ward.
Fu Zhen regained consciousness while sitting in his arms, and his condition was better than before, and his face even faintly showed a healthy red light.
Fu Xingye stood in front of the window, the beard on his chin already emerging.
He asked, "Do you have anything you want to eat? I'll let someone buy it."
His voice was hoarse as if he had been burned by fire.
Fu Zhen smiled faintly and was about to speak when Fu Xingye's cell phone rang.
Fu Xingye's expression was stunned, and he hurried to take the phone out of his pocket almost embarrassed.
He originally thought it was the people below who contacted the world-renowned expert, but when he saw that it was Nie Changhuan, he immediately showed a very exhausted expression.
Chen Tai looked at him distressedly: "Three young masters, I'm here to watch. It won't matter if you go out to answer the phone."
Chen Tai always wanted to distract him, so he urged him to answer the phone.
Fu Xingye was silent and did not dare to look at Fu Zhen again. After dragging out of the ward, he leaned against the wall in the corridor and connected to the call that had already rang for the second time.
He didn't speak.
But here, when Nie Changhuan realized that the call was connected, she was stunned first, and then she sat up directly on her back in surprise.
But she immediately realized that she needed to lie down, so when she lay back carefully, she called Fu Xingye a little nervously.
Hearing her voice, Fu Xingye was already numb with exhaustion, thinking that there was indeed any way to extend Fu Zhen's life span.
Seeing that he did not respond, Nie Changhuan raised his voice slightly: "Did I bother you, are you busy?"
Fu Xingye was silent for a long time, and replied, "No."
Nie Changhuan could clearly feel his negative emotions. She looked down at her belly and couldn't help but feel a little aggrieved when she thought of what she had suffered today. She originally wanted to talk to Fu Xingye, but now he has this attitude. , She really couldn't say a word.
But she was reluctant to hang up.
The two people were silent across the mountains and rivers.
There was silence for about a minute, just as Nie Changhuan adjusted his mood and searched for another sentence or two to say to him, Fu Xingye suddenly asked her, "Is there anything you want to tell me?"
Nie Changhuan was stunned, but she felt that she should understand Fu Xingye's bad temper at the moment, so she smiled hard here, and then carefully asked him: "How is Grandpa Fu now? Is the situation better? You too. Don't..."
"If you're okay, I'll hang up." Fu Xingye returned to his senses after saying a word, but he just frowned, and didn't ask for compensation or explanation.
Nie Changhuan endured the tears for a long time, but it still shed.
She couldn't help asking him: "Grandpa Fu is sick and hospitalized, are you blaming me?"
When Fu Xingye heard this question, he opened his mouth. The word "no" was on his lips, but he finally closed his eyes wearily: "Nie Changhuan, is it the time to discuss this issue?"
Before Nie Changhuan had time to speak, Fu Xingye had already hung up the phone.
Standing at the door of the ward, Chen Tai hurriedly waved to him: "San Young Master, the old man is looking for you!"
Fu Xingye stood upright, almost lost his footing, and was dizzy. At that moment, even Chen Tai, who was close in front of him, almost couldn't see clearly.
He closed his eyes while holding on to the wall, and when he opened them, he had already strode into the ward.
Chu Yan was already crying and knelt down in front of the hospital bed, crying.
Fu Xingye paused, looking at the sickly Fu Zhen, who was full of energy, he froze and froze there.
Fu Zhen smiled at him: "Xiao Ye."
"Grandpa." Fu Xingye immediately replied, because his throat was so dry, his voice was already hoarse and a little distorted.
"Good boy." Fu Zhen waved at him and patted his side again: "Come to Grandpa."
Fu Xingye's throat slid arduously, and then walked to Fu Zhen's side with extreme difficulty step by step.
Fu Zhen looked up at him.
Fu Xingye immediately squatted down with one knee.
Fu Zhen's eye sockets immediately became a little moist.
He raised his hand and wiped the muddy tears: "Ono, Grandpa, the most sorry person in this life is you."
"Don't say that." Fu Xingye usually doesn't have a positive attitude anymore, but in the face of life and death like this, it doesn't matter anything, even if the past is unforgettable, it doesn't matter.
Fu Zhen shed two more lines of muddy tears. He glanced at Chu Yan, who had been crying forever, then glanced at Chen Tai and asked, "Where is Jindong?"
"Young Master went to the airport to pick up the old lady." Chen Tai couldn't help but wiped his tears, "Master, let's not worry, just wait for them to come back. You and your wife have not seen each other for almost ten years, right? ?"
Mentioning his wife, Shen Yunqing, who had been separated from him for almost ten years, Fu Zhen smiled, and then waved his hand: "No time, no time."
His words made Chu Yan howl.
Chen Tai hurriedly lowered his head.
Even Fu Xingye's eyes flushed suddenly, but no tears came down.
He couldn't help reaching out and grabbing Fu Zhen's hand: "Grandpa, there will be a way, there will be a way."
Fu Zhen still smiled and shook his head: "I have enough in my whole life."
He supported his body with his hands, and wanted to come over and touch Fu Xingye, but he was really out of strength, so he sat back hard, leaning back on the half-rising body.
As if helpless, he slowly looked at Fu Xingye again: "Ono, Grandpa is leaving."
Fu Xingye's body was stiff, even his facial features were stiff, but he called grandpa again silently.
Fu Zhen sighed, the smile on his face disappeared, and instead he was full of guilt.
He looked at Fu Xingye for an instant, "After Grandpa leaves, Yan Yan will leave it to you."
Fu Xingye, who was already stiff as a stone statue, heard these words, as if he had been hit hard, his expression and body were cracked open, and it seemed that he was about to fall apart.
Seeing him like this, Fu Zhen was heartbroken, and his rickety lower back was bent again.
He wanted to tell Fu Xingye that he was already at a critically ill condition, this time his illness was violent, and the results were only the past few months. It's just a little bit earlier now, he doesn't need to blame himself, let alone regret it for life.
But in the end, Fu Zhen didn't say this to Fu Xingye, and swallowed these words.
He briefly moved his gaze away from Fu Xingye, and after a while, he hurriedly looked at his grandson, racing against time.
Fu Xingye stood up slowly.
"Grandpa can't help it." Fu Zhen began to cry again, and he raised his head to look at Fu Xingye.
Fu Xingye took another step back, his whole body severely cold.
Fu Zhen was heartbroken and began to cough violently, but he held on, trying to come over and grab Fu Xingye.
Fu Xingye looked at him coldly, but this cold, did not last ten seconds, he walked forward two steps in silence.
Fu Zhen finally grabbed the corner of his clothes, as if a dying fish finally had water.
But he still coughed, and said intermittently, "Ono, only if you agree to grandpa can grandpa walk in peace of mind."
Fu Xingye raised his eyes and looked at an unknown place: "Grandpa, do you have to force me like this?"
Fu Zhen closed his eyes, as if he hadn't heard Fu Xingye's words: "Grandpa knows that you have a high spirits, and now you have one of the best reputations and status when you are outside, so grandpa knows that you don't care about my things."
"I have made a will, and all the properties under my name belong to Yan Yan, but as long as you are with Yan Yan, the shares in my hand and the position of the top leader of the Fu Group are all yours. Also, I …"
"You know, I only have siblings with her." Fu Xingye didn't say categorically, "I don't like Chu Yan, I won't be with her." Instead, he had a begging look in his eyes. Looking at his grandfather and Fu Zhen.
Fu Zhen heard the tone of his voice, and imagined that his rebellious grandson was being forced by him in such a way, and his whole body was trembling with distress.
He was almost about to say: That's OK, then forget it.
But at this moment, Chu Yan shook Fu Zhen's hand abruptly, crying out "Grandpa" in a dry voice with tears flowing down.
She kept shaking her head: "Grandpa, don't leave, don't leave! What should I do if you leave?!"
Fu Zhen opened his eyes to look at her, but now he doesn't have so much pampering taste in his eyes. It is more like an official business statement: "I have no chance to give back to your grandfather, but after I leave, I will treat you and Chu Yu. Everything about the bridge is well arranged, you don’t need to worry."
After speaking, he moved his gaze away from Chu Yan and looked at Fu Xingye again, trying to suppress the trembling voice as much as possible.
"Oono, when Grandpa is gone, let's get rid of the little girl from the Nie family."
"Grandpa!" Fu Xingye squeezed his fist abruptly, but now, he no longer dared to say anything against Fu Zhen, he just knelt on the floor so straight, looking at Fu Zhen, and shouting with red eyes. After a while: "Grandpa."
But Fu Zhen stayed away and didn't look at him at all.
Fu Xingye's fists hanging beside him creaked, his eyes seemed to be bleeding.
But when things got to this point, Fu Zhen had decided.
Fu Zhen turned his head to look at him: "Xiao Ye, this is Grandpa's only last wish. You must... You must..."
Halfway through the conversation, Fu Zhen suddenly covered his neck with his hand, as if suddenly had difficulty breathing.
Chen Tai rushed over: "Master!"
Chu Yan also yelled grandpa!
Fu Zhen fell backwards, but he stretched one hand towards Fu Xingye, his mouth moved a few times, and he couldn't make any more noises.
Fu Zhen didn't close his eyes.
Listening to the cries of Chen Tai and Chu Yan, Fu Xingye's eyes showed Fu Zhen's increasingly distant and blurred picture.
Not knowing how long it had passed, Fu Xingye stood up numbly, turned around, and walked along the corridor numbly. He didn't know how far he had gone out, when he was suddenly hit by a person from the opposite direction.
Ben just smashed slightly, but Fu Xingye stepped back again and again, until his back hit the wall hard before he stopped.
He stood against the wall, remembering how Fu Zhen didn't close his eyes in the end, he closed his eyes tightly.
The moment he closed his eyes, a tear slipped from the corner of his eye.
…
Domestic, hospital.
When Chi Meng came back from the outside, she saw Nie Changhuan lying on her side, facing the inside of the ward, unable to see her expression clearly.
"I asked someone to go to the hotel to buy some light and nutritious meals. You have been busy for a day today, so hurry up and eat some."
Nie Changhuan didn't want to move, but thinking of the little guy in his stomach, he still sat up forcibly.
Chi Meng looked at her: "Have you cried?"
"I'm okay." Nie Changhuan chuckled his lips and smiled, "I just feel a little uncomfortable."
Chi Meng stared at her, then glanced at the mobile phone she had been putting next to the pillow, but didn't break her.
It’s just that she, who is used to being a eldest lady, hurriedly wondered how to fix the sickly small table, put the food on it one by one, and finally used a spoon to serve a bowl of thick soup and put it in front of Nie Changhuan. .
Nie Changhuan lowered his head and drank the bowl of soup in one breath.
Chi Meng hurriedly picked up vegetables for her.
As long as Chi Meng feeds her, she will eat and drink without any resistance.
But throughout the entire journey, Nie Changhuan didn't say anything.
Chi Meng didn't know how to comfort her, so she had to stay with her silently.
Chi Meng, who usually doesn't live in a hotel room that is not four-figure or above, slept on the sofa in the ward that was not enough for her to straighten her legs for the first time in her life.
In the quiet dark night, Chi Meng finally couldn't help it, and was afraid that she would suffer from internal injuries.
She asked: "Did you call Fu Xingye when I was out?"
Nie Changhuan's eyelashes trembled, and the sad mood immediately overwhelmed her.
Chi Meng knew that she had guessed right when she didn't say a word.
She sighed: "I can't figure out emotional matters, and I don't know how to comfort you, but you have to think it through yourself, especially in this situation."
After a long time, Nie Changhuan hummed.
Chi Meng feels distressed and hates that iron can't make steel: "It's all like this, you still can't bear to scold Fu Xingye a few words in front of me? Why are you holding back everything by yourself? I tell you, men like creatures, don't you say Come out, they don't understand!"
Nie Changhuan said dullly: "Grandpa Fu is sick, he is very upset now, I shouldn't disturb him.
Chi Meng was about to die of anger, but she didn't get angry with Nie Changhuan, so she silently took out her mobile phone, opened WeChat, and was about to scan Moments.
Then I saw the WeChat message sent to her by Fu Jindong.
God knows that Fu Jindong has never sent her a WeChat message, so at that moment, Chi Meng's heart was already as silent as dead ashes, and her heart was beating violently. She even felt breathing difficulties for a moment and didn't dare to go. Click to open the dialog box.
She exhaled heavily, half-closed her eyes and opened the dialog box, but after seeing the WeChat content, she suddenly sat up from the sofa.
Her heart beats harder, even making her dizzy, thinking that she has hallucinations.
Seeing her sitting up suddenly, Nie Changhuan sat up and asked worriedly, "Sister Mengmeng, what's wrong?"
Sister Mengmeng, Chi Meng forced Nie Changhuan to call it that way.
Nie Changhuan suddenly said, Chi Meng was startled, she subconsciously thought about something, but she paused and closed her mouth, once again opened the WeChat dialog between herself and Fu Jindong, facing the two sentences that Fu Jindong had sent. Look at the past sentence by sentence, for fear of misreading any of the words.