Fu Shuo explained the process: "...Now the family members of the employee who committed suicide are clamoring for huge compensation at the head office. My father personally stepped forward to resolve the matter."
After Lu Wanwan heard this, he seemed a little silent.
Fu Shuo stared at her and suddenly asked: "Wanwan, did I really do something wrong?"
Lu Wanwan didn't know what to say so that he wouldn't lose his temper.
Fu Shuo crossed his hands and placed them on his lower abdomen, and said to himself: "I wasn't like this before."
Lu Wanwan thought complicatedly, so he knew?
Of course Fu Shuo knew, but he couldn't control it, especially when he saw Lu Wanwan and thought that she was willing to do anything for him in order to repay her kindness, but she could not continue to be his wife, a wave of emotion surged in his body.
A wave of resentment tore at his sanity, making him only want to vent and hurt!
[Don’t she want to repay the favor? Then let him see how far she can endure it!]
Driven by this idea, Fu Shuo kept provoking her. He was the one who delegated power to Lu Wanwan to manage the company, and he was the one who strangled her power.
He was so freewheeling, partly to vent his emotions, and partly to let Lu Wanwan know that he still had the ability to influence the overall situation.
But if you do whatever you want for a long time, something will happen.
What's wrong with his father in this whole thing?
Why do you still have to worry about the head office at your age?
Fu Shuo once again felt unfilial.
This is also the main reason for his reflection.
Since the car accident, the people he felt most sorry for were his parents who raised him.
"In one week, it's my parents' wedding anniversary. Just now, my dad specifically told me that even if I'm abroad, I have to rush back to Y City and take you and An'an with me."
Fu Shuo's voice was a little more fragile: "Do you think it's too late for me to do this?"
"Who said it's too late?" Chu Mo walked in at this time, holding an instrument that Lu Wanwan couldn't understand, and said to Fu Shuo: "Try this."
Lu Wanwan asked: "What is this?"
"You don't understand even after I told you." Even so, Chu Mo still said: "This is a waist assist device. With it, it is like Yang Guo having a mechanical arm. Do you understand?"
After hearing this, Lu Wanwan's eyes lit up: "You mean, you want to fix it on Fu Shuo's waist to help him stand up?"
Chu Mo said: "Smart."
"But is this okay?" Lu Wanwan asked worriedly.
Chu Mo's voice sank: "Are you questioning my medical skills?"
"I......"
Lu Wanwan was about to speak when Fu Shuo said, "Give it to me."
Chu Mo blinked at Lu Wanwan and said, "This is what he wants to try."
Lu Wanwan had no choice but to help Fu Shuo up and sit down.
Chu Mo then turned on the switch of the waist assist device and put it on Fu Shuo's waist like a bulletproof vest.
Fu Shuo felt that his body, which had been "broken" into two parts, was being put back together by this waist assist device. His originally limp waist was actually strengthened?
This surprised him greatly.
Chu Mo asked: "Does your back hurt?"
Fu Shuo couldn't wait to say: "It doesn't hurt!"
This was expected by Chu Mo.
Chu Mo nodded and said, "Then come down for a walk?"
Come down for a walk?
Fu Shuo thought he was hearing hallucinations, and after being stunned for a while, he asked: "Can I really do that?"
Chu Mo's attitude towards him was very general: "If you don't try, how will you know if it works?"
At this moment, Fu Shuo suddenly felt that the doctor in front of him was no longer so disgusting.