Seeing Fu Shuo driving them away, the male caregiver could only move out. Lu Wanwan said, "Miss Lu specifically told us before she left that we must take good care of you."
Fu Shuo's words were thorny: "Am I a prisoner? I need you to keep an eye on me!"
Even if he wanted to die, there was no way he could walk to the window and jump out. Wan Wan could save himself this worry!
"Of course you are not, we just want to accompany you."
"Do I know you?" Fu Shuo looked at them gloomily for a while and said, "I have nothing to say to you, so don't bother me here!"
Just as the two male caregivers looked embarrassed, Xia Zhi walked in.
She happened to hear Fu Shuo's roar outside and couldn't help but said: "Sir, if you don't know them, you should know me, right?"
Fu Shuo raised his phoenix eyes and asked expressionlessly: "What are you doing here? Where is An An?"
Xia Zhi explained: "There is someone taking care of the young master."
She just received a call from the young mistress, saying that she was worried about Mr. Xiang and asked her to come over and have a look.
It turned out that my husband lost his temper again and told the nurse to get out.
But with his current physical condition, how helpless he would be if no one was around to take care of him.
Xia Zhi looked at him, and Fu Shuo saw it. He gritted his teeth and said, "Don't look at me like that!"
Xia Zhi was stunned: "What kind of look?"
Fu Shuo shouted loudly: "That's the look you have now!"
He doesn't like to be looked at with sympathetic eyes, which will only keep reminding him that he is a useless person who can't stand up now!
In particular, Xia Zhi also saw the divorce agreement Wanwan gave him.
In her eyes, he must be a pitiful man now. Not only is his wife and children separated, but he is also paralyzed in bed and cannot even save him!
Xia Zhi boldly sat beside his bed and said, "Sir, I don't know what you think, but I want to tell you what I think."
Fu Shuo said coldly: "Are your thoughts important to me?"
Xia Zhi asked back: "If it's not important, why are you angry?"
A haze suddenly appeared on Fu Shuo's face.
Since he woke up from the operation, he has become increasingly unable to control his emotions, almost showing them on his face.
"Do you feel that now that you can't stand up, you are like a disabled person?"
Fu Shuo, who was poked at the center of things, couldn't help but said angrily: "If you lie on this bed like me, I don't believe you don't have any such thoughts!"
"But, how do you know you can't stand up?" Xia Zhi asked curiously: "Has the doctor informed you?"
Fu Shuo said angrily: "Because I have already tried it, there is no need for the doctor to notify me!"
Xia Zhi said: "You have just had the operation. Unless you are a god, no one can be so full of life and vitality so quickly, right?"
Fu Shuo frowned: "I can't wait any longer!"
Xia Zhi asked: "Are you worried that the young mistress will leave with the young master, but you can't even stop her?"
Fu Shuo's fists clenched tightly and he stared at her depressedly.
"In my opinion, if the young mistress runs away, wouldn't you take the opportunity to recognize her as a person? You suffered such serious injuries for her son, and if she still runs away, it means that she is not worthy of your love at all.
"
Xia Zhi deliberately spoke ironically.
Fu Shuo punched the bedside table and said angrily: "What qualifications do you have to say such a thing!"
Xia Zhi believed that if Fu Shuo could stand up now, he would definitely tear her alive.