Chapter 94 He suspects that someone is plotting against him
Chapter 94 He suspected someone was plotting against him
"Yueyue? Yueyue? Are you still listening?" Dong Wangshu called several times, anxious and guilty.
She didn't even know whether it was right or wrong to tell Yueyue the news.
When she was studying in the past, she could see the difference between Yueyue and Fu Yanchi.
However, Fu Yanchi's health is so bad that, to put it bluntly, I don't know when people might die.
Then when the month comes, won’t we be sad again?
"Forget it, we haven't seen each other for so many years. In fact, there is nothing to mention. Let's not talk about him-"
Dong Wangshu wanted to make a joke and bring this topic up, but then the woman opposite said calmly, "How is he doing now?"
His tone was calm and nothing strange at all, as if he was greeting an ordinary classmate.
Dong Wangshu breathed a sigh of relief and his tone became more relaxed, "He was rescued. My brother went to visit him with others in the morning and said he was awake. Apart from looking a little weak, there is no big problem."
"Um."
"By the way, Fu Yanchi said he would treat us old classmates to dinner after he is discharged from the hospital. Will you go then?"
"Not going."
"Okay, since you're not going, then I won't go either. I'm not too familiar with him." Dong Wangshu quickly changed the topic, cheerfully, "Yueyue, where are you now?"
"In Taoxi Village."
"!!" Dong Wangshu shouted, "Don't call me! I want to play too, wait for me, I'll go over now!"
"Stop coming, it's too noisy and annoying."
Dong Wangshu was so angry that he hung up the phone.
After hanging up the phone, she slapped herself on the forehead again, "I forgot to ask the most important thing!"
In the morning, she went to the department store to buy shoes. She heard from a familiar salesperson that yesterday Yueyue brought a little girl to the building to buy things. The little girl asked Yueyue to be her mother?
The little girl is definitely Qiqi, but when did Yueyue recognize Qiqi as her daughter?
Leave her alone!
Over here, Qiqi and her friends were watching a rerun of Uncle Zhou's comedy, and the friends were laughing so hard.
Only Qiqi was not focused on the TV, and kept looking at the woman standing in the yard.
Near noon, the sun rose high and the sunlight was fierce.
At this time, people in the village dare not go to the ground to avoid the sun.
But my mother had been standing under the sun for a long time, motionless.
Qi Qi became more and more worried as she watched. She stood up, picked up the long-handled umbrella that was placed on the bench against the wall, and ran out.
When he arrived in front of the woman, he opened his umbrella, stood on tiptoes and tried to lift the umbrella high to block the woman from the scorching sun.
"Mom, are you unhappy?" She pursed her lips and asked softly.
Song Yueliang lowered his head and met his daughter's worried eyes. Behind the worry, there was also a faint uneasiness.
"Qiqi, don't be afraid, mom is not unhappy." She opened her mouth to comfort her daughter, only to realize that her throat was severely blocked.
What he said was completely unconvincing.
Even the little kid can't hide it.
In her daughter's clear eyes, her embarrassment seemed to be invisible.
Song Yueliang slowly squatted down, stretched out her hands to hold her daughter in her arms, drawing strength from her small body, "Mom is a little unhappy, Qiqi, let her hug her, and she will get better."
"Then mom, please hold me for a little longer."
"Okay...Qiqi is worried that her mother will be exposed to the sun, so why don't she ask her to come in? This way she doesn't need to hold an umbrella."
"There are many people in the house. I guess mom wants to be alone here. I can accompany you." Jiaojiao's soft voice sounded in her ears, which seemed to have the ability to heal people's hearts. "I can hold an umbrella for mom, a little bit."
Not even tired."
Song Yueliang felt her throat became more congested and hugged her daughter tighter.
She is always straightforward in doing things, and rarely becomes flustered or fragile.
But at this moment, under the umbrella held by her daughter, she allowed her panic and vulnerability to run rampant, and no longer tried hard to disguise herself.
When she closed her umbrella and stood up, she was still the Song Yueliang whom everyone in Huicheng's circle was afraid of.
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Huicheng Hospital.
VIP ward on the third floor.
Fu Yanchi sat on the hospital bed, with helplessness in the corners of her eyes and brows.
The small table next to him was already filled with bouquets and fruit baskets, all of which reminded him that he was now a patient.
"Uncle, the patient should rest." So can you please stop letting people in?
Is the VIP ward so casual?
Uncle Gui replied respectfully, "Mr. Fu, Mr. Fu told you not to stop someone from visiting you, so that he can dare to believe that you are still alive."
Fu Yanchi stared at the man.
He thought there was no necessary connection between him being alive and having people come in to visit him.
It’s not like he died and someone sent him a wreath.
Ring ring ring——
The phone on Uncle Gui's belt rang.
This morning, the busiest people were not only Fu Yanchi, who was lying down for people to look at, but also Uncle Gui's eldest brother.
"Hello? Ward 303 on the third floor of the inpatient department." Uncle Gui hung up the phone and raised his head to report, "Mr. Fu, Miss Song is here to visit you."
Fu Yanchi swayed and bumped into the table next to him. Flowers and fruits were scattered on the table. "Uncle Gui, hurry up, clear all these things away! It's too late, sweep under the bed, hurry up!"
After finishing speaking, Fu Yanchi quickly lay down, with the quilt pulled up to his neck, his hands elegantly folded over his abdomen, and his head tilted, making him look like he was weak and about to die.
Uncle Gui looked at the fruits on the ground, then at someone who was moving very neatly, and lowered his eyes in silence.
There was a knock on the door from outside.
Uncle Gui went over and opened the door, "Miss Song."
"Uncle, long time no see." The woman's voice sounded soft and gentle, "I came over to see Ah Chi, how is he?"
Fu Yanchi sat up and resumed her sitting and lying posture, her movements smooth.
"I can still breathe." He said in a bleak tone, "How widely has the news of my hospitalization spread? There have been more than a dozen people here in the morning."
After speaking, he looked at Song Ziyun and said, "Miss Song, can you do me a favor? Tell the old classmates and friends who are coming over that it's okay to come. Can you form a group and come together?"
It was like racing one wheel after another. The breath he took in the morning was only half breathed by now.
He suspected that someone was plotting against him.
Song Ziyun burst into laughter and walked to the hospital bed, "There are so many people coming to visit you, which means you are very popular, Achi."
"I can no longer name half of the people who came to visit. I have been away from Huicheng for several years, and I haven't met anyone in the meantime. They all showed up when I was hospitalized, and I have no mine for them to inherit."
As if she was used to men's ability to make random nonsense, Song Ziyun smiled naturally, "I'm not here to inherit the mine. I talked to Aunt Meng on the phone this morning, and she said she was coming to Huicheng, and she should be on the plane by now."
Fu Yanchi was stunned for a moment, "Uncle Gui, you didn't tell me."
Uncle Gui, "Madam didn't tell me either, Mr. Fu."
"Does the old man know?"
"I'll call and ask."
"..."
Fu Yanchi had a headache.
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