The Porcelain of Rebirth Comes to Work

Ning Xianglang sat with Fu Zhengtian in the corridor for most of the night, the lights in the operating room were still on, and the door was not opened.

Just when Ning Xianglang was burning with anxiety, the door of the operating room finally opened. The doctor moved a little slowly, as if he didn't want to face the Fu family.

Fu Zhengtian suddenly stood up and walked forward.

What the doctor said was bad news.

Fu Lin left this world before he could say a word.

Fu Zhengtian's expression darkened.

This is not the doctor's fault, let alone the hospital's fault. The fault is that he did not expect Fu Jingcheng to jump over the wall in a hurry.

Fu Zhengtian slammed his fist hard on the wall next to him, and bright red blood overflowed from his fingers.

Fu's mother was crying on the side, and she tried her best to calm down after seeing Fu Zhengtian's reaction.

She stepped forward and grabbed Fu Zhengtian: "Zhengtian, it's not your fault, no one thought it would happen."

At this time, Ji Pinghan also rushed to the capital.

Ning Xianglang also felt uncomfortable, but compared to Fu's mother and Fu Zhengtian, he and Ji Pinghan were more sensible.Under Ji Pinghan's command, Ning Xianglang began to take charge of various trivial matters.

After Ning Xianglang finished his work, he went to Fu Zhengtian. The wound on Fu Zhengtian's palm had already been bandaged, and his expression was still covered with frost that could not be melted away.

Ning Xianglang said, "The funeral has been arranged."

Fu Zhengtian hugged Ning Xianglang tightly without saying a word.

Ning Xianglang said: "I got Uncle Fu's will and the letter he left for you, more than one."

Ning Xianglang pulled Fu Zhengtian to sit down, and took out the stack of letters he had just taken out.

Fu Lin hovered on the verge of life and death all year round. Every time his physical condition became bad, he would write to Fu Zhengtian. The earliest letter was actually written when Fu Zhengtian was ten years old.

When Fu Zhengtian saw what Ning Xianglang handed over, his hands trembled slightly.

He opened them one by one, and the first letter was very long, so long that Fu Zhengtian had to stop to calm down every time he read half of it.At that time, he didn't have much time to communicate with Fu Lin. He always felt that Fu Lin loved Fu Mian more, but after reading the first long letter, he realized that the reason why Fu Lin asked Fu Mian to raise him was to find someone to play with. with.

After reading one letter after another, Fu Zhengtian's vision was a little blurred.

Every word in the letter is a father's observation, worry and reluctance for his son.

Even if it was the first time he fought for himself and insisted on being with Ning Xianglang, Fu Lin's letter contained only understanding and expectation.

Fu Lin is the driving force for him to move forward, but his son is the driving force for Fu Lin to live.

Fu Zhengtian carefully put away the letter, and hugged Ning Xianglang tightly.

This was the first time that Ning Xianglang noticed that Fu Zhengtian was crying.

Ning Xianglang didn't speak, but hugged Fu Zhengtian back tightly.

After an unknown amount of time, Fu Zhengtian finally regained his composure. He reached out and stroked Ning Xianglang's head: "Thank you for your hard work."

Ning Xianglang said: "It's not hard." He pulled Fu Zhengtian onto his knees, "Go to sleep first, you will be very busy tomorrow, you just took over the Fu family, so you can't be the first step."

Fu Zhengtian closed his eyes.

Ning Xianglang patted him gently, like coaxing a child.

Fu Zhengtian fell asleep without knowing it.

Ning Xianglang looked at Fu Zhengtian's frowning, and looked up at the ceiling. It took a long time before he realized that his face was wet.

Ning Xianglang wiped it with his hand, his hand was covered with tears.

Counting it, he and Fu Zhengtian have known each other for more than ten years, and he has called Fu Lin "Uncle Fu" for more than ten years. Fu Lin has always cared for him. Even if he kidnapped Fu Zhengtian, Fu Lin was always very tolerant and never blamed him. He said a word.

How could he not be sad when Fu Lin had an accident, but Fu Zhengtian couldn't bear it, and Fu's mother was also very uncomfortable. If he didn't run around, whoever would run around.Fortunately, Ji Pinghan, Fu Qi, and Xu Minglan made up their minds, otherwise he would be a little confused.

No matter how many times such a thing has been experienced, it is impossible to accept it calmly.

Ning Xianglang raised his hand to wipe away the tears, but couldn't hold back seeing Fu Zhengtian's still red eyes, no matter how much he wiped away the tears on his face, he couldn't finish it.

At this time, Mother Fu knocked on the door and walked in.

Ning Xianglang quickly sniffed to make himself look less embarrassed.

He pointed to Fu Zhengtian, meaning that Fu Zhengtian had just fallen asleep and asked Fu's mother to keep quiet.

Mother Fu turned on the light, and at a glance she saw that Ning Xianglang had just cried too.

Thinking of Fu Zhengtian's situation, Fu's mother couldn't help but come closer to see it with her own eyes to feel at ease.Seeing that Fu Zhengtian was indeed asleep, Fu's mother let go of her hanging heart, and she whispered, "Xiao Lang, thanks to you..."

Ning Xianglang said: "You should go and have a rest too."

Mother Fu nodded, and looked at Fu Zhengtian for a while before turning and leaving.

Ning Xianglang leaned on the pillow and closed his eyes to rest.

Fu Zhengtian woke up after three o'clock, and when he opened his eyes, he saw Ning Xianglang leaning on the pillow, while he was resting on Ning Xianglang's thigh.

Fu Zhengtian sat up.

Ning Xianglang was very light sleeper, and opened his eyes as soon as he heard movement.

Fu Zhengtian said, "Did I wake you up?"

Ning Xianglang said at the same time: "Are you awake?"

Fu Zhengtian reached out to help Ning Xianglang massage his leg: "Is it numb?"

Ning Xianglang shook his head, he stood up and walked towards the window, then walked towards Fu Zhengtian: "Look, it's all right. It's just that I'm a little inflexible after sitting for a long time, just walk."

Fu Zhengtian seems to have returned to normal: "I'm going to wash up, you take a rest, I'll go find my uncle and the others."

Ning Xianglang said, "I'll go too."

It was still dark when they went out.This is destined to be a sleepless night for many people. Ji Pinghan, Zhang Yukui, Fu Qi, Xu Minglan, and Fu's mother all stayed awake. When they saw Ning Xianglang walking out, they all asked, "Are you okay?"

Fu Zhengtian said, "It's all right."

Even if Fu Zhengtian said so, the emotion hidden in his eyes was still shocking.

Mother Fu and Ji Pinghan looked at each other, and both saw the worry in each other's eyes.Over the years, how much Fu Zhengtian cared about Fu Lin's health, they have long noticed that Fu Lin did not lose his life due to illness, but passed away because of such a reason!

Mother Fu was worried that Fu Zhengtian would do something out of control.

Who is Fu Zhengtian?He could see his mother's concern at a glance.

Fu Zhengtian blamed himself a bit, he knew the love between his parents better than anyone else, but in the end he wanted his mother to worry about him, which was really wrong.

Fu Zhengtian said: "Mom, go and rest, we will take care of anything."

Fu Qi punched Fu Zhengtian on the shoulder: "Yes, this is a man." He turned to Fu's mother, "Sister-in-law, don't worry, even if Zhengtian doesn't make a move, we won't be able to swallow this breath! We have given power to Pangzhi, Instead, they did such a thing, it is really hateful, this thing will never end!"

Ji Pinghan also said: "Yes, you go to rest, we are here."

Fu's mother couldn't resist their persistence, so she could only go to rest.

When Fu's mother left, Fu Qi glanced at Fu Zhengtian: "You can do whatever you want, vent your anger however you want, but there is only one thing you have to listen to - I will blame everything you do."

Fu Qi's protection warmed Fu Zhengtian's heart.

Fu Zhengtian nodded: "Uncle, don't worry, I have a sense of proportion and will not mess around."

The next few days were uneventful, and not many people attended the real funeral, only the closest people were present.

Ning Anguo and Hu Lingcui also came. Seeing Fu Zhengtian's expression was calmer and colder than usual, Hu Lingcui turned to talk to Fu's mother, while Ning Anguo caught Ning Xianglang and asked about the situation.

Ning Xianglang told Ning Anguo everything about that time.

Ning Anguo said: "You've done a good job, spend more time with Zhengtian during this time, your Uncle Fu is too important to him, don't let him get into the horns."

Listening to Ning Anguo's instructions, Ning Xianglang was in a daze for a moment.He thought of the days when he was guarding the hospital bed. At that time, he wanted to suffer in the fire every day, for fear that Ning An Guo would lose his breath when he opened his eyes.Later Ning Anguo really left him, he just felt that the whole world collapsed.

That feeling is more than "painful" can describe.

Ning Xianglang couldn't help reaching out to hug Ning Anguo tightly.

Ning Anguo was startled.

Ning Xianglang matured precociously than other children, and rarely behaved like this.Thinking of Ning Xianglang's frequent visits to Fu's house since he was a child, Ning Anguo felt that Ning Xianglang was sad for Fu Lin's death and had no doubts.

He put his hand on Ning Xianglang's head to comfort him: "It's okay, it's okay, your Uncle Fu is a sensible person, and death is not too painful for him."

Ning Xianglang felt the real temperature, and couldn't help but shed tears.

Even though he has lived in the "now" for so many years, he still sometimes feels that this is a dream, and he is afraid that he will return to that "future" when he opens his eyes.

Even someone like Fu Zhengtian couldn't bear it, and he certainly couldn't bear the second round.

Ning Xianglang hugged Ning Anguo tightly.

Hu Lingcui saw the situation of their father and son, talked to Fu's mother and came back.

Ning Xianglang hugged Hu Lingcui again.

Hu Lingcui was the most susceptible to infection, and it was rare for Ning Xianglang to show such a side in front of them, so she also started to cry for some reason.

Ning Anguo looked a little headache.

Fu Zhengtian also came over soon.

Seeing how uncomfortable Ning Xianglang was in front of his parents, Fu Zhengtian thought of Ning Xianglang's peace in the past few days.Ning Xianglang has always been more emotional than others, how could he be so calm when encountering such a thing, it is nothing more than fearing that something will happen to him, so he dare not show it.

Fu Zhengtian shouted: "Uncle Ning, Aunt Cui, you are here."

Ning Anguo reached out and patted Fu Zhengtian on the shoulder: "Uncle Ning believes that you can overcome this hurdle."

If Fu Lin really left without leaving anything, Fu Zhengtian would definitely not be able to calm down so quickly.But after reading the letter left by Fu Lin, Fu Zhengtian knew that he couldn't fall here. He stood upright and said to Ning Anguo seriously: "Father has high expectations for me, I won't let him disappointment."

Ning Anguo said, "I'm relieved to hear you say that."

Halfway through the funeral, the sky started to rain, and the entire cemetery was shrouded in a faint sadness.

It rained for a while, and suddenly a figure in distress broke in.

It's Fu Mian.

Fu Mian has been abroad with Chu Yingkun for half a month, so she doesn't know what happened in China.

Feng Guanwei told him about Fu Lin's burial today.

Fu Mian's hair and clothes were already wet from the rain, and he seemed to be in a hurry.Seeing Fu Zhengtian and Ning Xianglang looking at him, Fu Mian stopped, staggered and stood where he was: "I, I'm late." As he spoke, he shed tears.

At this time, Ning Xianglang and Fu Zhengtian didn't say anything, but they didn't greet him, they just made room for him.

The rain became heavier, but no one escaped. They all watched the mud bury the coffin quietly.

Into the ground is safe.