e surgery successful"This is her biggest concern right now.Aunt Song nodded, "Success! With her husband by her side, how could anything happen!""That's good then." Fu Xiaoyao breathed a sigh of relief..."Madam, worrying won't help." Auntie Song shrugged her shoulders nonchalantly. "I only know that Mr. will definitely not let you go. Besides, it's a special period now, Madam, just tell him directly that you can't go."
"But that's not quite right, I promised him at the time, and now I'm breaking my word…"
"In the past is the past, and now is now, Madam. You must understand the difference in circumstances. What if something happens to you abroad Your husband would be so worried. And don't forget, during your time overseas, there are relatives connected to both our home and Tangshan. What if they hand you over to Tangshan What then" Aunt Song said.
Fu Xiaoyao bit her lip, "I believe Shi Mo wouldn't."
She had a good impression of Shi Mo and believed he wasn't that kind of person.
"Oh, dear." Auntie Song patted her head. "Mr. Shi wouldn't, but who knows about the rest of his family If there are any members of the Shi family heading towards Tangshan, you going there would be like walking into a trap. They could turn you over to those threatening Mr. Shi in Tangshan."
"This…" Fu Xiaoyao's heart tightened, unable to speak.
Seeing her expression, Aunt Song knew that she had understood what she said. She quickly added, “Therefore, Madam, just to be safe, you should still refuse Mr. Li now. Wait until Tangshan is completely settled, then you can go again.”
Fu Xiaoyao was completely persuaded this time, letting out a soft sigh. "Alright, then I'll tell Shi Mo."
She picked up her phone, holding it in both hands, and typed a text message to Shi Mo, telling him that she wouldn't be able to leave with him in five days. She hoped he wouldn't be angry.
Soon, Shi Mo's message replied.
Aunt Song peered in, "What did he say"
Fu Xiaoyao opened the text message and generously showed her the content, "He said yes, letting me take good care of my health and not feel guilty. When I'm well enough, I can tell him."
"Mr. Wang is quite reasonable at times," Aunt Song said with a smile.
Fu Xiaoyao put away her phone, "Well, he's very gentlemanly and gentle, but that makes me feel even more guilty."
"There's no need to feel guilty, it's just the situation," Aunt Song patted her shoulder. "After everything is over, you and your husband talk it through properly, let him accompany you, wouldn't that be better"
"Let's talk about it later." Fu Xiaoyao smiled, not wanting to say more about this.
Seeing that she was not in high spirits, Aunt Song walked to the window and opened the curtains. "Madam," she said, "the weather is quite nice today. Would you like to take a stroll in the garden"
Garden
Fu Xiaoyao straightened her waist and felt a surge of excitement.
But the next second, she thought of something and shook her head, "Forget it, I'll go take a look at Tang Yi."
"Alright, I'll go with you." Aunt Song picked up a coat and put it on her, then helped her walk towards the ICU ward.
Tang Yi's situation remained the same, lying motionless on the bed without any movement or response.
Every time Fu Xiaoyao came over, she felt very guilty.
Because she always believed that Tang Yi's actions were her fault.
"Madam, please go in. I'll wait for you outside." Song Yi let go of Fu Xiaoyao.
Fu Xiaoyao hummed in response, put on her protective suit, and walked into the ICU. After nearly two hours inside, she came out with red-rimmed eyes.
After she came out, Auntie Song walked over and handed her the phone, "Madam, your phone just rang."
"Who hit you" asked Fu Xiaoyao.
"It's your younger brother."
"Zixuan" Fu Xiaoyao frowned.
Aunt Song nodded, “It was him. He hit several times. I don't know if he came to ask for money again. Since I saw you talking with the second young master, I didn't disturb you and turned off my phone.”
"Okay, I understand." Fu Xiaoyao responded while turning on her phone.
As soon as I powered on the device, several missed calls popped up on the screen, along with a text message.
Fu Xiaoyao had no intention of returning Fu Zixuan's calls, so she deleted those missed calls directly and then checked the text message: Sister, Mom heard that you are pregnant and wants to come see you.
"Strange!" came Aunt Song's muttered words.
Fu Xiaoyao looked at her from the side, "What's wrong"
"Mrs. Didn't you notice" Aunt Song pointed at her phone, "They actually know you're pregnant. We haven't made a big deal about this, only a few of us know, so how did they find out And where did they hear it from"
Hearing this, Fu Xiaoyao's eyes narrowed. "Yeah, who told them"
"Who knows, Madam, just ignore them and don't let them come closer. What if they keep looking and then ask for money How would we handle that" Auntie Song said with a disgusted expression.
Fu Xiaoyao turned off her phone and put it in the pocket of her hospital gown. "I know, I don't intend to let them come over."
Since she knew she wasn't a daughter of the Fu family, she hadn't thought about having any connection with them.
She owes the Fu family nothing, because she wants to cut off all ties with them and doesn't feel wrong about it.
“I think you should tell your husband about this and have him investigate who got you pregnant. Then he can let the people at the Fu family know.” Auntie Song suggested.
Fu Xiaoyao nodded. "We should tell Hanchuan, and take this opportunity to completely sever ties with the Fu family."
"Okay, when Mr. Late arrives, you tell him."
"Good." Fu Xiaoyao replied.
In the evening, Lu Hanchuan finished his business and came to the hospital.
Fu Xiaoyao then told him about what had happened during the day.
After hearing this, he told Joe Wood to investigate and believed that the results would soon be available.
"How is Hanling doing" Lu Hánchuan took the water that Aunt Song offered him, drank a sip, and asked.
Fu Xiaoyao sat on the hospital bed, “You didn’t go see him”
"No, I came straight here." Lu Hanchuan pressed his temples and said, his voice a little hoarse.
Fu Xiaoyao looked at his tired face, feeling a pang of sympathy, "He's still the same, no reaction. If this goes on..."
After that, she didn't say anything more.
But you know what I mean.
Lu Hanchuan closed his eyes, "Tomorrow I'll have someone arrange a hypnotist."
"A hypnotist" Fu Xiaoyao blinked.
Lu Hanchuan put the water cup aside. "There are examples of hypnotists entering the consciousness space of vegetative states and waking up patients, although there aren't many. It's worth a try."
"That's wonderful." Fu Xiaoyao clenched her fists excitedly.
Lu Hanchuan stood up, “Do you have any clothes”
He asked Aunt Song.
Auntie Song nodded. "Yes, considering that Madam and the second young master are both in the hospital, I specially prepared two sets of clothes for you since you will be coming here often."
He rummaged through his suitcase.
Fu Xiaoyao looked at the man, "Aren't you going back to the villa tonight"
"Well, I'm not going back." Lu Hanchuan took the clothes handed over by Aunt Song and replied.
Then where do you sleep
Her ward was only two rooms, one of which was a companion room where Aunt Song resided.
We can't let him sleep on the couch, can we
"Sir, why don't you sleep in the room with me" Auntie Song pointed to a door in the room. "I'll sleep on the sofa."
"No!" Lu Hanchuan glanced at the sofa, then went to the bathroom and took a shower.
Watching the bathroom door close, Song Yi asked, "What does this mean, sir"
"He said, Aunt Song, you don't have to give him your room," Fu Xiaoyao explained.
Aunt Song was stunned, "Then...then he's going to sleep on the sofa"
Fu Xiaoyao looked at the sofa silently for two seconds, "With his height, the sofa probably won't fit him, so let him sleep with me."
"Is that alright" Aunty Song sounded worried. "Madam, your pregnancy isn't stable. What if something happens when you and Mr. are... intimate"me.""Though that's what you say, my dear, you are not Mr. Qi Dongming's daughter." Aunt Song smiled and patted her head."I don't want to be his daughter," Fu Xiaoyao snorted."So, dear wife, go to bed...