Give you heartbeat, return to hell

He didn't say a word, it was so quiet that there was no movement at all.

She turned out to be such a person.Even if you are in a daze, you will not feel bored.

Looking at her, you will feel that the years are quiet.

But it was such a person who endured everything she shouldn't have endured.

"President, Dr. Xia called just now, saying that the young master's situation has basically stabilized, and he can be picked up for a while."

Fu Yun's dark eyes suddenly lit up, as if he saw hope in the darkness.

"When?"

"Doctor Xia said that you can leave the day after tomorrow at the latest, and let you spare time to go to the airport to pick up the young master together."

"No need." The corners of Fu Yunshen's lips raised unconsciously, "I'll go in person."

……

On the day Fu Nianjun returned to China, everyone in the Fu family looked forward to it and stretched their heads.

Especially Mr. Fu, ordered someone to clean the whole house from top to bottom.

"Here, here, and there are all cleaned up. It's best not to have a little dust. The child is weak and can't bear it."

Mr. Fu kept directing, and the servants were busy.

Wipe the glass for a while, and the floor for a while.

The butler brought a cup of tea and handed it to Mr. Fu, "Mr. Fu, go back and rest. Just leave it to me here."

Mr. Fu took a big sip from the teacup, and quickly waved his hand, "No, no, if I don't watch it myself, I won't feel at ease."

Having said that, his poor little great-grandson has been living in the hospital since he was born, and he has never even set foot in the door of the Fu family.

After all, it was their Fu family who owed their mother and son too much.

"Master, the young master is back!" Hearing the voice from outside, Mr. Fu quickened his pace and hurried over.

Besides Fu Yunshen and Xia Yuan, there were five or six doctors and nurses accompanying him.

During the period when Fu Nianjun lived at home, these doctors were needed to take care of his diet and daily life.

Mr. Fu greeted him out, and walked straight towards a little nurse.

The child was still very young, wrapped in a quilt, wondering if he had dreamed of something delicious, and was sucking his mouth cutely.

Seeing this, the old man made a gesture to take the child from the nurse's arms.

"Old man, this child's physical condition is special. Before hugging him, he must be disinfected first." Xia Yuan hastily reminded him.

Mr. Fu's arm stopped in mid-air suddenly stiffened. Xia Yuan swallowed his saliva, blinked his eyes twice, and realized if he said something wrong.

I thought the old man was about to get angry, but who knows the next second...

"Then why are you still standing there, disinfect me quickly!" Everyone was taken aback for a moment, and then they couldn't help but do it. 
After the doctor sterilized Mr. Fu, he helped him put on the protective clothing.

In the end, he finally got his wish and hugged Fu Nianjun.The old man looked cautious, holding it in his hand for fear of falling, and holding it in his mouth for fear of melting.

"Grandpa, you don't need to be so nervous, this child is not so fragile." The little nurse beside him carefully helped Mr. Fu adjust his posture for holding the child.

A pair of big black grape-like eyes blinked.

After nearly two months of careful care, her thin and thin face has become much ruddy, so cute that one can't help but want to kiss her.

Perfectly inheriting all the advantages of Fu Yunshen and Tang Wanjun, with the appearance of this child, the cold Fu family mansion suddenly has a lot of vitality.

Perhaps after running around for a long time, the little guy seemed a little unhappy, and suddenly started crying.

It's useless for anyone to hold her in her arms.

The old man stood aside and watched anxiously, but he couldn't do anything to help. Xia Yuan's black eyes rolled around, and his eyes fell on Fu Yunshen's body.

"Brother Shen, why don't you give it a try?"

Fu Yunshen frowned slightly, and put on the protective clothing in half a push.

It seems to have a kind of magical power.

The moment the child was handed into Fu Yunshen's arms, the crying stopped suddenly, and everyone present was shocked.

Looking at that immature face, Fu Yunshen's heart was tightly pulled. This was the first time he hugged this child, and he felt an indescribably wonderful feeling.

"If you don't say it's a father and son, this blood relationship is a wonderful thing." The housekeeper couldn't help but sigh.

The little guy stared at Fu Yunshen with wide eyes.

His facial features followed Fu Yunshen's, but his eyebrows and eyes were very similar to Tang Wanjun's. For a long time, Fu Yunshen held the child in his arms and refused to let go, as if he had found a treasure.

"Boss Fu, the young master is asleep. I'll carry him to the room to rest." Fu Yunshen looked down, hesitated for a few seconds, and reluctantly handed the child to the nurse.

As early as two days ago, Mr. Fu ordered someone to prepare a very spacious baby room, and there was a room for nurses in the room, so that they could take care of the children conveniently.

"By the way, how long can Xiaojun come back this time?"

Fu Yunshen raised his head, his eyes were calm.

"Half a month."

"Half a month?!"

Mr. Fu frowned slightly, he couldn't sit still, he came back only after a long time, and left after only half a month.

"Can't we think of a way to let this child stay longer?" Xia Yuan shook his hand holding the chopsticks, unexpectedly, this old man is still a child slave.

"Old man, you can't delay the treatment. If you want to see Xiaojun, there will be more opportunities in the future. Or after he has stabilized there, you can go to see him."

Putting down the chopsticks in his hand, Master Fu suddenly lost his appetite: "Then when will Xiao Jun's body recover completely?"

After a nap, the little guy finally woke up.

Because he does not have breast milk, Fu Nianjun has always been drinking special milk powder.The nurse carried the child to the living room, and a group of people immediately formed a circle like a gorilla.

"This child is so cute, he looks exactly like the young master when he was a child."

"That's right, look at this little nose and small eyes, it's really pretty."

Anyway, it would not be an exaggeration to pile up all the good words on him, Fu Yunshen looked at the small ball, and the ink color in his eyes became more and more intense.

……

It was deep winter, and the branches on both sides of the road were bare, which looked extremely desolate.

Tang Rou stomped her feet and kept breathing on her hands.

"Tang Rou, you can come in now."

The heavy iron door was pushed open, emitting a strong smell of rust, she frowned, and slapped her nose with her hand.

"Go in, three to ten minutes at most, don't overtime." The prison guard kindly reminded.

Tang Rou nodded.

"How have you been in there recently? Are you still used to it?"

Jiang Yang has a straight head, so looking like this, he is much more energetic, and the wounds on his face have also healed, but there is a little more hatred in his black eyes, full of anger that wants to kill.