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The family doctor of the Fu family came to see him, prescribed medicine for him, and then said to Jiang Shu who stayed behind: "Mr. Fu is sick from overwork, and the root of the disease lies in his heart."

Jiang Shu glanced at the man lying on the bed. In the past, she would never have believed that Fu Shiyan was sick. How could it be possible for such an arrogant person?

"You can explain it a lot, it's best to make him feel better."

Jiang Shu stayed, dipped a towel in water, and applied it to his forehead, repeating this until three o'clock in the morning.

He didn't sleep well, his body was sweating constantly, and his brows were tightly frowned. It could be seen that he was unhappy in his dream.

Jiang Shu wiped it for him, sometimes thinking that this powerful man would be sad and painful when losing his closest relatives.

At three o'clock in the morning, Fu Shiyan's fever finally subsided, Jiang Shu couldn't sleep, she sat on the bay window, it was autumn, and the hibiscus in the yard outside was in full bloom at night.

She counted the time in agony, until it was almost dawn, she made up her mind, walked to Fu Shiyan's bedside, and picked up his personal mobile phone.

The phone case he used was chosen by her, with four words written by her on the background: All things succeed.

He would be puzzled then: "Why isn't everything going well?"

Jiang Shu answered seriously: "A book I read said that all things are going well, which means that everything is a little bit better than all things going well. This is the best blessing."

Fu Shiyan bent his lips and accepted the mobile phone case she put on him privately.

The edges of the phone case are oxidized, it looks like it has been used for a long time.Jiang Shu didn't expect that he never took it off.

She snapped off the phone case and put a small voice recorder inside. It was so small that it could hardly be felt as a foreign object. Even if it was found and dropped out, it would not be suspected to be a voice recorder.

Even if you ask her, she can answer very well.

Jiang Shu buttoned it up again, while looking at the sleeping man, he lowered his eyes.

Fu Shiyan didn't wake up until dawn. He opened his eyes and saw Jiang Shu who was sleeping on the bedside. Her side face was plump and round, and her lips were slightly bulging.

He watched for a long time, until the servant delivering breakfast knocked on the door, and he rushed to make a quiet gesture.

Fu Shiyan casually picked up the mobile phone on the bedside table, turned on the camera, and took a picture of her by accident.

With this illness, he was sick for three or four days. He lived in the old house and had no contact with the outside world at all.

Jiang Shu was by his side, and the two of them agreed not to mention the past.

When Fu Shiyan was better, he would bask in the sun in the yard, and he would be happy to tease someone whose cat ran over.

The news of grandpa's death has been spread in the circle, but it has not been notified to the outside world. Fu Shiyan would occasionally browse the news, and in an ordinary afternoon, he ordered Secretary Huo to issue an announcement.

After he finished the call, he turned off the phone. At that time, Jiang Shu found a badminton racket from somewhere, and asked him with a smile, "Are you playing?"

The autumn wind blew up his coat, Fu Shiyan reached out to take it, and asked casually, "Can you?"

"Are you kidding me? My badminton was taught by a master."

Fu Shiyan's faint smile sank slightly, thinking of Lu Xun, she once said that he taught her many things.

However, when facing him, what Jiang Shu thought of was that arrogant but very sunny boy who taught her to play badminton hand in hand.

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