One Thought Addiction: Fu Shao's Heart-to-heart Doting on His Wife

"Of course he will live." Fu Nianchen knew this truth, and he knew it even more.

Fu Zhizhuo wasn't worried at all about being in the ward, since he transferred the old man in, he asked the doctors and nurses to do their best to maintain the old man's vital signs.

"If there is an accident, it will be caused by you." Fu Zhizhu lightly pushed the fault on Fu Nianchen, "You bear a grudge against him, and you know that he is seriously ill, so you came here to provoke him."

Fu Nianchen frowned, feeling that something was wrong with what Fu Zhizhu said.

But not allowing him to think too much, the door of the ward opened.

The doctor came out from inside, "I'm sorry, we tried our best."

In one sentence, Mr. Fu's life and death were pronounced.

Mrs. Fu almost couldn't stand still. Fortunately, Fu Nianchen had sharp eyesight and quick hands, and helped her in time, so that she didn't fall to the ground.

"He just left." Mrs. Fu looked weak after being hit. Since she had been looking forward to this person's death day and night, but on this day, she had thousands of feelings in her heart. Sour, moist eyes.

"I want to go in and see him off."

Mrs. Fu was about to step into the ward when she was stopped by Fu Zhizhu.

"You are so mad at the old man, and now you still want to go in and humiliate him, even refusing to let him die in peace, is it too much?"

Fu Nianchen and Mrs. Fu were stunned at the same time by this slap in the face.

"It's obviously you!" Mrs. Fu pointed at him and angrily reprimanded.

"Please leave." Fu Zhizhu still blocked the door, preventing them from going any further.

"What if we have to go in? Do you think you can stop it?" Fu Nianchen was not bound by him, as long as he wanted to, he would definitely be able to go in.

"If I have to go in, I can only retreat to the side. I can't beat you, but the old man is dead now, are you still unwilling to let him go? After all, you were once his closest people. Can't you make it through?" Fu Zhizhu repeated what he said before over and over again.

This made Fu Nianchen very suspicious, always feeling that Fu Zhizhu was playing some kind of trick again.

Mrs. Fu didn't care, since she could tell Fu Zhizhu to shut up and step aside, she didn't bother to pay attention to him.

After entering the ward, all the instruments on Mr. Fu's body were taken off.

Now he is alone.

"You say you want to be the best, what are you trying to do?" Mrs. Fu knew that he would not speak again, but she still couldn't help asking.

Mr. Fu closed his eyes tightly, as if he was asleep, without any reaction.

"We will take care of grandpa's funeral. This place has nothing to do with you. You can go." Fu Nianchen ordered Fu Zhizhu to evict the guest.

Fu Zhizhu didn't move, "Fu Nianchen, don't deceive people too much. The old man was at odds with you when he was alive, and you still won't let him go after he died? Don't blame me for being rude if you really want to stretch out your hands so long. gone."

The two refused to give in to each other, but there was only one Mr. Fu, so it was bound to be a contest.

When Mrs. Fu came out, she meant the same as Fu Nianchen, and they had to take over Mr. Fu's funeral.

It's just that Fu Zhizhu was also firm and refused to compromise.

The two sides were deadlocked.

In the end, it was Fu Zhizhu's large group of black-clothed bodyguards who had the upper hand.

Fu Nianchen was able to fight, but such a large group of people stood in front of him, all of them were sturdy, blocking Fu Zhizhu's front, like a wall of iron and steel.

"Take the old man back now." Fu Zhizhuo ordered, and the bodyguards in black began to rob him.