Dressed as the daughter of the villain's son?

He Gu would naturally inform He Wu of what happened in Fuyao and ask him to make plans for various situations in advance.

So at 6:30 in the morning, which was the time for Fu Shengyu to get up, He Wu called to ask Fu Shengyu whether his plans for the day were the same as before.

Fu Shengyu leaned against the wall outside Qingyun's room, on one side was his sick daughter, and on the other side was an investment with great prospects.

After hesitating for a while, Fu Shengyu decided to go to the company. This was a rare opportunity, so he would call Fang Cheng over to look after Qingyun.

After giving instructions to everyone, Fu Shengyu touched Qingyun's forehead lovingly, then went downstairs and out.

Because Qingyun tossed and turned a lot in the middle of the night, he had an early breakfast today, half a bowl of spinach and chicken porridge and half an egg. Qingyun's appetite was still good.

But before long Qingyun started vomiting again. The doctors were at a loss as to what to do. They went forward to check on him, and then gathered around him and started muttering to themselves.

Fang Cheng saw that the little girl was pale and her eyes were red from vomiting. He felt his scalp tingling and quickly called Fu Shengyu.

It was still raining heavily outside, so the three doctors decided to transfer Qingyun to their small hospital to do a blood test to see what was going on.

I originally thought it was a minor illness and could be treated with an IV drip, but it was windy and rainy outside, and if the child went out for a walk and got caught in the rain and the cold wind, the condition might be worse.

But now we have to go to the hospital, and the problem we have to solve is how to get the child there without being exposed to wind and rain.

Under the gaze of the three doctors, Fang Cheng said that this matter was very simple and he just needed to drive the car to the door.

Fu Shengyu had already arrived in the city, and asked He Gu to drive back, leaving He Wu to go by himself. Whether he could do it or not was up to fate.

He didn't want the money anymore, and just wanted Qingyun to get better soon and stop suffering like this.

Fang Cheng held Qingyun in his arms and put a coat on him. Jinyu and Jin Qiao acted like protectors on both sides, holding umbrellas on each side.

After arriving at the hospital, the three doctors took charge. One of them took Qingyun to have blood drawn, one called all the doctors upstairs down for consultation, and another called out the doctors in the laboratory.

Regardless of what you are good at, come and have a look to brainstorm, at least you can get some suggestions to prevent misdiagnosis.

Then Fang Cheng held Qingyun in his arms and was surrounded by a group of people in white coats. There were even two doctors who took Qingyun's pulse.

After another hour of busy work, the result was that the previous diagnosis was correct, so why did he vomit?

Fu Shengyu strode in. Qingyun was already lying on the hospital bed unhappily, watching several doctors muttering beside him.

"Qingyun." Seeing Qingyun like this, Fu Shengyu felt as if his heart was cut out. He looked even more pitiful now than when he first arrived.

"Father." Qingyun felt aggrieved when she saw Fu Shengyu. She almost suspected that she had a terminal illness. Why did she feel so uncomfortable?

"It's father's fault, it's father's fault, father shouldn't have left Qingyun." Fu Shengyu sat on the stool next to him and held Qingyun's hand.

Thinking of the discomfort when vomiting, the pain when having blood drawn, and the fear when having wild thoughts, Qingyun couldn't help but shed tears.

Being so young, she was restricted in everything she did and had no way of rescuing Fu Shengyu quickly.

She didn't know how powerful the heroines were when she read books before. They were able to change the fate of their entire family at a young age, and the change was so quick and so good.

She was just not that capable, she couldn't do anything, and even if she could think of a roundabout way she could only implement a small part of it.

Is it because she is too useless or because she is not the protagonist? Is it also possible that saving her own son requires enough patience and companionship?

Qingyun felt so uncomfortable that she felt like she was going to die, but she still had a lot of things to do. What she was more afraid of was that if she left now, Fu Shengyu would become even more crazy.

Could it be that the person who modified the outline was trying to take revenge on her own son?

Thinking of this, Qingyun burst out with a strong will to survive. Although she was far from the point where she needed to survive, her mental state improved a lot.

Because Qingyun vomited after eating, we had no choice but to give him another bottle of glucose.

Fu Shengyu sat on the stool, holding the storybook that Fang Cheng had just brought over, and slowly told Qingyun a story.

There was still a lot of rain outside the window. At noon, He Gu said that there was a lot of water in the town at the foot of the mountain, and it was now difficult for cars to pass.

Fu Shengyu asked about the prepared supplies and after getting a very sufficient answer, he asked Fang Cheng and He Gu to keep an eye on them and find the right time to rescue the people in the town.

At noon, Qingyun ate two mouthfuls of vegetable and millet porridge. He wanted to eat more but was afraid of vomiting again.

Fu Shengyu was worried about Qingyun's health and was thinking about today's meeting, so he ate two bites in a hurry.

In the afternoon, Fu Shengyu received a bad news and a good news. The good news was that Qingyun was much more energetic and even ate a small piece of mung bean cake. The bad news was that the project finally chose a real estate company.

What made Fu Shengyu most unhappy was that this real estate developer had a grudge against him and was always confronting him.

Two days later, Qingyun's condition was gradually improving, and the doctor said that he would be fine after two more days of intravenous drip to stabilize his condition.

The situation at the foot of the mountain was not as optimistic as that in Qingyun. This time the rain did not stop for several hours all day long. The city's drainage function had long been unable to keep up, and the water in the town had reached waist-high levels for adults.

Yesterday, Fang Cheng brought some people down to help rescue the people. As the rain had not been so heavy, they set up tents on the mountainside to provide each household with a private space and reduce quarrels and fights.

Every day's meals are transported down from Fufeng Fort, which includes one meat dish, two vegetable dishes and a large portion of rice. Now the people's mood is still very stable, but they are worried about their homes down the mountain.

It's useless to think more, because the road from the town to the city center is also flooded. The rescue team can't get here at all. They can only wait for the water to subside and then rebuild after the disaster.

Seeing Qingyun fall ill, Fu Shengyu also realized that these people might get sick as well, so he distributed medicine to prevent colds every day, and now everyone is still healthy.

Two days later, the sky changed from drizzling to overcast, and it looked like it would not rain again. Some people had already gone down the mountain in groups to check out the situation.

The pressure brought by the natural disaster has been alleviated, and people are only concerned about the losses. The atmosphere in every household is depressed, and there is no joy as before that the rain has stopped.

On such a gloomy afternoon, Fu Shengyu arrived at the place where residents gathered and told these people what Wen Geyin had asked him to do.

"Everyone, please be quiet. We have good news to tell you." Fang Cheng shouted while holding a loudspeaker.

There were many people standing on the mountainside. Their clothes were not as clean as before, but their eyes were dark and bright, which made Fu Shengyu's heart soften.

"I know what everyone is worried about. I have contacted the government and every household will receive a certain amount of subsidies."

When they heard about the subsidy, the people below were happy at first, but then they felt disappointed. How much could the subsidy be? A few hundred yuan was not enough to cover their losses.

"Then our Fufeng Fort brought a factory to Dashan Town. The factory employees will be recruited in the town. After the water is drained, everyone will clean up their own homes first and then go to the construction site to help. They will be paid 80 yuan a day."

"Then the factory will select employees from those who are hardworking and conscientious, and the rest will only be able to do odd jobs." Fu Shengyu added, "This opportunity is rare, so everyone should cherish it."

"Thank you boss, thank you boss."

As soon as Fu Shengyu finished speaking, voices of thanks were heard from below, and some people clasped their hands together and bowed in thanks.

"Don't worry, boss. We will definitely work hard and won't embarrass you."

"Thank you for your trouble, boss."

……

Fu Shengyu felt a little embarrassed by these people's thanks. He quickly found an excuse and slipped away. He also asked He Gu to count a few boxes of apples and pears to distribute to these people to supplement their nutrition.

After Fu Shengyu left, the discussions on the mountainside did not stop. Now everyone had hope, and was not as lifeless as before. They said words of gratitude and thought about the better life in the future.

The rain will eventually stop and the sun will rise as usual.