After helping him sit down, Lu Wanwan asked thoughtfully: "Is this assistive device very tight? Do you want me to open it for you first?"
Fu Shuo didn't want to be unable to do such a small thing: "I can do it myself."
Lu Wanwan was also worried that her actions would cause ripples in his heart, so he nodded and said, "Okay, I'll go get the charger now, don't worry."
Fu Shuo touched the auxiliary device on his waist and made a low "hmm" sound.
After Lu Wanwan left the ward, he went to the temporary offices of Chu Mo and foreign experts to find someone.
As a result, she saw Chu Mo talking on the phone with someone, so she stood at the door and waited for a while. After he put down his phone, she walked in and called: "Chu Mo."
Chu Mo turned around his office chair and asked, "When did you come?"
Lu Wanwan said: "Just now, I saw you were on the phone, so I didn't come in to disturb you."
Chu Mo smiled: "It's okay to tell you. It's Li Jingchen's call."
Lu Wanwan was slightly startled: "He?"
Chu Mo said: "He calls me basically every day to ask about Fu Shuo's situation."
Lu Wanwan's expression was a little complicated.
She had told Li Jingchen not to call her if there was nothing wrong. If he heard her while accompanying Fu Shuo in the hospital, he would be furious.
Li Jingchen also agreed.
But he didn't expect that Chu Mo would become his internal agent.
"You didn't tell him that Fu Shuo suspected that we were having an affair, right?"
Chu Mo spread his hands: "I said it."
Lu Wanwan suddenly raised her voice: "What did you say?"
Chu Mo looked innocent: "Because I'm wronged, I have to find someone to talk to."
Lu Wanwan held his forehead and asked feebly: "Then, what did he say?"
"He said..." Chu Mo deliberately imitated Li Jingchen's domineering tone: "He is on his way here."
Lu Wanwan was about to have a heart attack: "I'm really going to be pissed off by you!"
Is this because the scene here is not chaotic enough?
Chu Mo said with a smile: "Don't worry, as long as I'm here, you won't be angry to death."
"You!" Lu Wanwan's chest heaved. At least he didn't forget about business: "I'll settle the score with you later. Give me the charger first."
Chu Mo put his hands behind his head and said, "I didn't bring the charger. Let's wait until tomorrow."
"But Fu Shuo..."
"He wants a charger, right? No - no -" Chu Mo said in a long voice.
Lu Wanwan said helplessly: "Okay, forget it, I'll go back and tell him."
"Yeah." After Chu Mo watched her walk out of the office, he suddenly opened his drawer and took out a charger.
The next second, a big, hairy hand pressed on the side of Chu Mo's desk. A foreign expert lowered his head and asked, "Hey, Dr. Chu, why didn't you send the charger to our patient?"
What Chu Mo was holding was the charger for the waist assist device.
Because, until Fu Shuo learns to be polite, he doesn't mind giving the other person a hard time.
...
After explaining to Fu Shuo that Chu Mo did not bring a charger, Fu Shuo regretfully lay back on the hospital bed. As for the waist assist device, he placed it beside his pillow for easy access at any time.
"Wanwan, I'm a little tired."
He has been practicing for two hours. Is he not tired?
Lu Wanwan understood: "Then you can sleep."
But Fu Shuo's mood fluctuated so much today that he couldn't sleep for a while.