Indulge in fire at the apex of Lord Shen

After getting this news, Shen Lu thought again that she should know what kind of situation she is in now.

When Shen Lu returned to the Fulu mansion for rehabilitation, she didn't show much worry on her face, she just calmly watched others help her arm.

She didn't notice it before, thinking that the act of massaging her arm was really to make the bones inside heal faster.

Now it seems that this rehabilitation has nothing to do with the bones at all, it is just to restore her nerves.

Shen Lu looked left and right, and then asked the person who helped her to recover, "How is my arm doing now?"

Hearing Shen Lu's words, the man said with a smile, "Miss Shen Lu recovered very quickly."

"Then can I draw now?" Shen Lu asked again.

"This……"

She hesitated, and couldn't help looking at Mr. Xiang.

Mr. Xiang was sitting by the side, packing his silver needles. He raised his head after hearing Shen Lu's words.

"I'm afraid not now." Mr. Xiang shook his head with a serious face.

"It's difficult to heal from a nerve injury?" Shen Lu casually mentioned.

The other people present lowered their heads in unison, fearing that they had slipped their mouths.

But when they wanted to understand, they suddenly raised their heads.

They didn't say anything in front of Shen Lu either!

Mr. Xiang was taken aback for a moment, seeing a clear expression on Shen Lu's face, thinking that Shen Boxing had told her.

"You know everything?" Mr. Xiang asked tentatively.

Shen Lu's heart sank, and he forced a smile, "I wasn't sure before, but now I know."

Mr. Xiang: ...

She looked away a little indiscriminately, looking at the stiff body who didn't know whether to continue, her voice choked up, and said, "You continue..."

The man quickly lowered his head and continued to press.

Mr. Xiang didn't expect to be tricked out of so many things, and he didn't know what to say for a while, so he could only keep his mouth shut.

It's just that Shen Lu already knew, so she wouldn't let Mr. Xiang continue to hide other things. She calmed down and said calmly, "Mr. Xiang, what are the chances that my right hand is good?"

Mr. Xiang fell silent. The whole living room was full of people, but it was so quiet that even if a needle dropped, it would make a sound.

Dull emotions spread throughout the space, Shen Lu felt the other party's avoidance, and he could more or less guess in his heart, I'm afraid it's impossible to fully recover.

She remembered Mrs. Shen, Shen Zhiming, and Shen Boxing telling her very seriously not to do anything with her right hand, not to write, draw, or hold heavy objects.

In fact, these are already indicating that her right hand may not get better.

"Your symptoms are milder than others, and there is a possibility of cure. Mr. Shen has let us make a very good plan." Mr. Xiang comforted.

Although the probability is relatively low, but there are.

Shen Lu forced a smile, then nodded indiscriminately, "I see."

Everyone finished their business quietly, bowed their heads without making a sound, quickly packed their things, and left the Fulu mansion before night fell.

When Shen Boxing came back from the company, he stopped changing shoes suddenly, and smelled wine in the living room.

He put down the things in his hands and looked around the living room, but he didn't find Shen Lu.

There was no one in the bedroom on the first floor either.

When he came to the second floor, Shen Boxing saw that Shen Lu's studio was lit up with a little light, and when he walked in, he suddenly heard a loud cry.

Shen Boxing was dumbfounded for a second!

Immediately afterwards, without even thinking about it, he ran directly into the studio!

I saw Shen Lu kneeling and sitting in the middle of the studio where only a small light was turned on, and there was still a bottle of drunk red wine on the floor.

Her face was flushed, big teardrops flowed down, she grabbed her arm, she raised her head and her face was covered with tears, crying miserably.

Shen Boxing's heart trembled again and again, and he immediately understood why she was crying so aggrieved.

Subconsciously walked over quickly, Shen Boxing half-kneeled on the ground, hugged her, after getting closer, the smell of alcohol on her body became much stronger, Shen Boxing walked along her back, and whispered, "Have you been drinking?"

Shen Lu cried so hard that she couldn't hear Shen Boxing's voice at all, but she could feel his movements.

Seeing Shen Boxing with tears in his eyes, Shen Lu cried even harder.

Shen Boxing didn't like it, he had never seen Shen Lu crying so loudly.

He could only hug her up and coax her over and over again.

It wasn't until her crying gradually subsided that Shen Boxing asked slowly, "Is it because I kept the nerve injury in your right arm from you that you cried so hard?"

There were tears on Shen Lu's face, which were wiped clean patiently by Shen Boxing.

Hearing his words, Shen Lu's mouth slowly pursed, his jaw trembled slightly, and tears fell down like a bank, "No!"

"I'm crying about my hand...my hand will never be able to draw anymore!" Shen Lu burst into tears, his voice choked up, "I...I know you, even my parents are hiding it!" I... don't let me know about it, because I'm afraid I won't be able to accept it."

"It's because I know that you are doing it for my own good, so I can't blame you...but others say it won't get better..." Shen Lu became more and more sad as he spoke, holding Shen Boxing's chest tightly, and he was a little breathless when speaking Out of breath.

"Even my grandpa asked me to practice using my left hand... I will never be able to draw with my right hand again..."

The wine she drank was originally used to express her depression, but who knew... It's even more worrying to use wine to relieve her sorrows!

Shen Lu was dizzy, and felt even more uncomfortable. He stumbled to the second floor, looked at his painting, tears flowed out, more and more, the more he thought about it, the sadder he became, and then he burst into tears unbearably.

Shen Boxing heard her speak so many intermittently, but he was still desperate for not being able to continue painting.

She talked so much that people were almost suffocated, Shen Boxing carried her to the first floor, poured a glass of water for her to drink, Shen Lu was tired after venting, closed his eyes and lay on his side on the sofa, tears slipped from the corners of his eyes, Submerged into the black hair, leaving only shallow water marks.

Shen Boxing watched her clutching her right arm even when she was sleeping, her chest was tight, and her depression was stuck there.

Early the next morning, Shen Lu woke up in pain.

Sensing her movements, Shen Boxing turned his head, saw that there was a slight pain in her brows and eyes, and brought the honey water that had been soaked aside for her to drink.

Before Shen Lu finished drinking, Shen Boxing pinned his head.

"Have a headache?" Shen Boxing was beside her, slowly rubbing her temples.

"It hurts... Could this be the aftereffect of my drunkenness?" Shen Lu's throat soaked in honey water was mixed with a little stickiness.

"Next time we drink at home, do you know if you call me?" Shen Boxing pulled her into his arms and whispered, "What if you fall down the stairs on the second floor?"

Shen Lu was dazed for a while, and then he remembered the scene when he was not completely drunk.

She seemed to have stumbled up to the second floor by herself.

"I... I'm going to the studio." Shen Lu said slowly, feeling a little guilty.

Seeing her dodging eyes, Shen Boxing couldn't help hugging her a little tighter, and sighed, "Uncle will definitely find a way to restore your hand."

Shen Lu froze, and raised his head from his arms.

Her eyes were as red as a rabbit, and she looked more and more pitiful.

She didn't notice much herself, and said hesitantly, "Mr. Xiang told you what I know?"

"Why don't you guess that you told me?"

"how is this possible!"

Shen Boxing looked at her twice, then got up from the bed, and gave her her mirror.

"See for yourself."

Shen Lu glanced at his face.

I found that my eye sockets were red and swollen, as if I had been beaten.

After Shen Lu dropped the mirror with a wow, he got under the quilt and stopped talking.

She must have cried last night!

For Shen Boxing to know, she must have slipped up last night.

Shen Lu didn't know what he said last night, but after thinking about it with his brain, he could guess that it was definitely not a good thing.

Shen Boxing fished her out of the quilt.

"If you are so reluctant to throw away something, then don't throw it away, no one will stop you." Shen Boxing kissed her red eyes, "My uncle will take care of everything for you."

Shen Lu and his red phoenix eyes met, and after a long time, he hugged him tightly, nodded heavily, "Mmm..."

Shen Lu's small emotional outburst did not let others know, it was like she and Shen Boxing had more and more secrets between each other, mixed together, it was sour and sweet, and it was worth remembering for a long time.

It seems that she knew that the chance of recovering her right hand is very small, and she didn't want to give up painting, so she insisted on practicing her left hand every day, so hard that she found the time when she was in the third year of high school and forgot to eat and sleep.

On the contrary, it made Shen Lu feel less sad.

As the end of the quarter approached, Shen Boxing gradually became busy, but it seemed that his busyness was not only for the company's performance appraisal at the end of the quarter, but also for other things.

Shen Li and Murong who were following Shen Boxing understood why Shen Boxing was so busy.

Uncle Shen's sons and daughters attacked Shen Lu again and again, and Shen Boxing's patience with the whole family had reached a critical point, and he planned to deal with them.

The Shen family was rectified by Shen Boxing. Those who should be invited out were invited out, and those who should be delegated power were delegated. He redistributed all the rights of the Shen family, forming a state of checks and balances within the family. If you are too busy, naturally you will have no chance to bother him again.

this day.

Shen Boxing brought Shen Li and Shen He back to Shen's house.

The cleaned-up Shen family is now less than half of the people left, and these people are full of vitality, intelligence, and alertness.

It will bring more vitality to the Shen family.

"Patriarch, I still think... your actions are a bit inappropriate."

Shen Stern glanced over these people, and then whispered to Shen Boxing.

"You want to go against the decision we made?" Shen Boxing glanced at him sideways.

Shen Li: ...

He immediately changed his words, "I agree with your approach [-]%."

Only then did Shen Boxing look away, and a group of people followed Shen Boxing to the meeting hall in the garden.

Shen Boxing still sat on the main seat, and the others filled up all the seats next to the entire table one after another.

After a while of discussion, the housekeeper took out all the materials and distributed them to everyone one by one.

The people in front of them just took office, and there was no excitement on their faces.

"Before you open this document, I have two more things to announce."

Shen Boxing said unhurriedly.

They quieted down and waited quietly for Shen Boxing to make an announcement.

"The first thing is that I decided to hand over all the work related to Shen's under my name except the Northwest Military Factory to Shen Li."

As soon as the words were finished, the audience was in an uproar, their eyes fell on Shen Boxing and Shen Li again, and for a moment they didn't understand why things had developed like this.

"Patriarch, what do you mean by this?"

"That's right, our Shen family just finished cleaning the stove, why do you..."

"Then what should we do?"

"Our Shen family is not on the right track yet. As our leader, you can't leave so easily!"

The person at the table said without thinking.

The current Shen Boxing is undoubtedly the core force for the operation of their entire Shen family. If there is no him, what will the Shen family do in the future!

"Is it true that you can't continue working without me?" Shen Boxing looked calmly, scanning all the people present, with a sharp scrutiny, "If this is the case, then I should replace you all again, You don't have to stay here anymore."

The heartless words of these words made everyone wake up.

Before Shen Boxing called them together, he had already arranged their respective jobs, with long-term plans and short-term goals.

Shen Boxing's departure would only cause short-term turmoil, and they would get used to it before long, and the Shen family would continue to move forward as always, guaranteeing that it would last a hundred years.

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, and one of them asked hesitantly, "Patriarch, why did you suddenly have this plan?"

"It wasn't sudden." Shen Boxing said casually, "This is why I clean up the Shen family. Before Feng Ziting was killed, I already had this plan."

So, he has long wanted to hand over these rights to other people?

"The second thing." Shen Boxing brought the topic back, "From June onwards, I will resign as Patriarch, and the next Patriarch will be Shen He."

"!"

"Can't!"

"Homeowner!"

"this is not OK!"

"You don't need to go to the Shen family, how can you resign from the position of Patriarch!"

Another lengthy chorus of disapproval.

Shen Boxing waited for them to finish speaking, put his hands on the table, and slowly clasped the table.

The thumping sound spread in everyone's ears, and the hustle and bustle gradually stopped.

They all looked at Shen Boxing, just wanting to get a satisfactory answer from Shen Boxing's mouth.

I saw Shen Boxing raised his eyebrows frivolously, "Speaking of being the Patriarch of the Shen family, I have done enough."

"Give up the position to someone else, or do you want me to ruin the whole Shen family, which one do you choose?"