At this point, his psychological defenses will completely collapse.
He could only be stubborn and he didn't dare to admit it at all.
What could Ye Minqiu say? The old man had always been used to being arbitrary in the Fu family, which made him self-centered and never reflective. If it were in the past, perhaps she would tell the truth like Nan Li did to make him sober.
But now, he is old, he is already 76 years old this year, and his health is not very good. Any slight stimulation can send him to the hospital.
The truth was cruel and bloody, and he could no longer bear it.
"Don't listen to this kid. He's talking without thinking."
Fu Huaiyong seemed to have grabbed a life-saving straw, "You also think it has nothing to do with me, right?"
Ye Minqiu nodded: "Well, don't think too much and don't get angry with a child."
A group of doctors came in one after another and looked at the old man's various examination reports.
Ye Minqiu and Fu Nanli left the ward. In the corridor, Ye Minqiu looked solemn: "You shouldn't have said that to your grandfather."
Fu Nanli stood in front of the French window, his eyes lowered, his whole body shrouded in helpless sadness, "I know."
He didn't argue or explain himself, he just said quietly that he understood.
Ye Minqiu felt distressed, but still said: "He is old, he is a stubborn old man, he has been arbitrary all his life, everyone listens to him, at the end, you tell him that he is responsible for his son's death, do you think he can bear this blow?"
Fu Nanli said solemnly: "I understand. I won't say it again in the future."
Ye Minqiu patted his shoulder gently: "I know you feel a little wronged and unwilling, but some things cannot be confronted head-on, it will only burn both sides and hurt others as well as yourself."
Fu Nanli didn't say anything.
"Take your time. Just ignore what the old man says. There's no need to confront him or say anything to provoke him."
Fu Nanli nodded.
This defecation was delayed until twelve o'clock.
Even though Fu Nanli was unhappy about his grandfather interfering in his love affairs, he still stayed in the hospital until Li Fang and others reported the old man's condition and confirmed that he was fine and only needed to be hospitalized for a few days for observation. Only then did he leave with peace of mind.
He and Ye Minqiu took separate cars home.
At twelve o'clock, New Year's Eve, the lights are on all the way, the shopping mall is like a city that never sleeps, with fireworks and bright flowers, and it is very lively.
When Fu Nanli was sitting in the car, passing by the river, the Customs Clock Tower emitted the "Westminster" music, followed by the sound of bells, one after another, which could be heard from far away.
There is a light show on the high-rise buildings lined up along the river, and young people are waiting on the pedestrian street by the river for the countdown to the New Year.
Wen Qiao called him via video. He hesitated, hung up, and then made a voice call to her.
"What's wrong?"
Wen Qiao lay on the bed, feeling somewhat puzzled. At this time, he should be in his own room in the Fu family mansion. There shouldn't be any inconvenience in video chatting with him, right
"Are you at home?"
When the sound of a distant bell came faintly, Wen Qiao knew that he was not at home, because his home was in a shallow lake, quite far from the bell tower by the river, and the sound could not have reached the Fu family's mansion.
“No.”
Wen Qiao held his chin and asked, "Why are you near the river at this time?"
Fu Nanli forced a smile in his voice, also to prevent her from worrying: "It's a friend's party, let's go out for a drink together, I can't refuse."
(End of this chapter)