"Before the meeting, Mr. Fu originally told me to call Aunt Chen and ask Aunt Chen to help pack Mr. Fu's things for the business trip, but I forgot about it when I got busy. Do you think you can convey this to me?"

In order to make this matter sound more real, Song Nian had no choice but to make this move.

Maybe it was because he wasn't feeling well yet, but Lu Wansu didn't really notice anything strange. She agreed immediately: "Okay, I'll tell Aunt Chen soon, will someone send her to the company later?"

Song Nian immediately said: "I have to go back and pack my things later. I'll stop by and get them, so I won't bother my wife to make a trip."

"Okay, then just ring the doorbell when you arrive." Lu Wansu didn't say anything after hearing this.

"Okay, ma'am."

The phone was hung up over there.

Seeing the phone being hung up, Song Chang let out a long breath.

Fortunately, Mr. Fu was really busy recently, so Madam didn't suspect anything, otherwise it would be really difficult for him to explain this matter.

He put away his phone, turned around and walked back.

Just as he walked to the door, the lights in the operating room suddenly went out. After a while, a doctor came out of it.

The doctor looked at the two people, took off his mask, and his face looked a little solemn.

Seeing the doctor's expression, Song Nian and Han Wenyu's moods hit rock bottom.

Han Wenyu couldn't wait any longer and asked anxiously: "How is the situation?"

The doctor took a look at his face and said after careful consideration: "Mr. Fu's operation was successful, but his current condition is not very good. No one knows whether he will wake up."

"There is also Mr. Fu's eye, which was severely impacted and caused a concussion, resulting in intracranial congestion. However, the situation is quite dangerous. After examination, we found that there was no way to operate, and we could only wait for the congestion to dissipate automatically. But the impact is, The congestion in Mr. Fu's skull is likely to compress his optic nerve, causing blindness."

"And the worst thing is that Mr. Fu's legs were severely fractured. Even after surgery, there may be permanent post-traumatic sequelae. Whether he can stand up again in the future..."

Although the doctor's words were tactful enough, these words still made Han Wenyu and Song Nian change their expressions.

They all know how proud Fu Hanzhou is. If Fu Hanzhou knew that he was likely to become disabled or even blind, it would be difficult for him to bear it.

"Is there no other way?" Song Nian's voice was trembling, and he looked at the doctor in front of him pleadingly: "You are all top experts in surgery. Is there really no other way to cure it?"

The doctor looked at the excited Song Nian and explained: "What I said is only possible, but not absolute. Everything will have to wait until Mr. Fu wakes up to know the situation. The most important thing now is to see whether Mr. Fu can survive it. Wake up to the difficult situation in front of you.”

Song Nian staggered, his face gloomy.

He never expected that Mr. Fu just went to a banquet and came back like this.

He blamed himself and regretted endlessly. If he had not answered the call at that time, or had not left the place to answer it, and he went back with Mr. Fu, wouldn't this have happened?

Song Nian found it difficult to accept it.

Compared with Song Nian, Han Wenyu was a doctor after all, so he was much calmer.

"You go first." Han Wenyu glanced at the doctor.

The doctor nodded, turned and left the operating room.

Han Wenyu raised his hand and patted Song Nian's shoulder, and persuaded in a low voice: "Don't be discouraged yet. Fu Hanzhou has been lucky since he was a child, and he will be safe this time. He has just finished the operation, and there are still many things to do next. Not sure. When everyone is here tomorrow, I will arrange for someone to re-formulate the treatment plan. If it doesn't work, you can go abroad. I believe that with Fu Hanzhou's perseverance, even if he is really blind and lame, he can stand up and be completely cured. .”

Song Nian knew that Han Wenyu was comforting him, but he still felt so uncomfortable that he couldn't breathe. Although he and Fu Hanzhou had a superior-subordinate relationship, Fu Hanzhou was kind to him and helped him out when he was in trouble. He really didn't want to see Fu Hanzhou end up like this.

Han Wenyu actually felt uncomfortable, but as a doctor, he was already mentally prepared when he saw Fu Hanzhou's appearance. He even thought at that time that Fu Hanzhou might not even be able to get off the operating table. But it was much better than he expected. At least for now, it seems that the operation was very successful. This can be regarded as the first step to win.

He believed that as long as people lived, everything would slowly get better.

While the two were talking, the medical staff pushed Fu Hanzhou out of the operating room. His face was pale, with almost no trace of blood. The body was also wrapped in gauze, and the blood seeped out, making it look particularly dazzling.

Seeing Han Wenyu still waiting outside the door, those people said hello, and then pushed Fu Hanzhou to the VIP intensive care unit that had been prepared long ago.

He also arranged for someone to take care of Fu Hanzhou's affairs 24 hours a day.

Song Nian followed him all the time. After everything was done, he said goodbye to Han Wenyu and drove to Jinyue Huating.

Lu Wansu took the medicine and fell asleep. When Aunt Chen cooked the porridge and served it, she was already fast asleep.

At that time, Aunt Chen saw that she was sleeping soundly and was too embarrassed to wake her up, so she put down her things and went out.

Lu Wansu slept until dark. When he looked at his phone, it was almost seven o'clock in the evening.

Aunt Chen just came up to see if she was awake and prepared food for her. As soon as she opened the door, she saw her sitting.

When Lu Wansu saw Aunt Chen, she asked Fu Hanzhou if he was back. Knowing that Fu Hanzhou was not back, he called Song Nian.

After answering the phone, Lu Wansu was no longer tired, so he simply got dressed and went downstairs to eat. He also conveyed what Song Nian said to Aunt Chen, who quickly went to clean up.

As soon as she finished eating, Song Nian came.

Aunt Chen heard the doorbell and went to open the door, and saw Song Nian standing outside.

"Are you here to get something?" Aunt Chen asked him: "Madam has already said that I have packed everything. You come in first and I will go up and get it."

After Aunt Chen finished speaking, she turned around and walked inside.

Song Nian stood at the door, hesitating whether to go in or not.

Before he could think about it, another figure appeared in front of him.

"Special Assistant Song, what are you doing standing at the door?" Lu Wansu looked at his confused look in amusement, and pointed to the cabinet next to him: "There are slippers worn by guests there, you can put them on and come in. Aunt Chen made dinner , you haven’t eaten yet, right? Why don’t we eat some together?”

Song Nian's face was full of fatigue, and the clothes on his body were also wrinkled, which was somewhat different from his usual capable appearance. Lu Wansu only thought that he was too busy, but he didn't think about anything else.

Song Nian felt guilty and was afraid that Lu Wansu would see it. He dared not stay any longer, so he quickly refused: "No, madam. I ordered a meal at the company tonight. I have to go back to the company after I picked up the things."

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