The bodyguards who heard the shouts quickly pushed the door open and came in. When they saw Shi Fei in the room, their expressions changed. Before Fu Wujun and Fang Wanqing could tell them, the two of them stepped forward to pull Shi Fei in with eyes.
"Mr. Shi, I'm sorry, Director Fu needs to take a rest. Please go out first."
After saying that, he couldn't help but drag him out.
Shi Fei couldn't get away, so he had to shout anxiously to Fu Wujun and Fang Wanqing: "My father-in-law, my mother-in-law, I brought you some supplements. They are in the bag by the bed. Remember to accept them."
Before he finished speaking, the person was already dragged out of the ward.
Shi Fei was also frightened, and he was afraid that Fu Wujun would be offended too much by this matter, so he quickly added at the top of his lungs: "Father-in-law, we are all a family, so don't take it personally if I say anything wrong. , if there is something wrong with Yangyang, I will tell you later that she goes, it is not a big problem, you must not be so angry that you will get angry, and when Jingchuan comes back later, I will ask her to come with Jingchuan to see you."
The tearing voice faded away with the sound of footsteps.
Fu Wujun in the room was so angry that his chest heaved violently and he was out of breath.
Fang Wanqing kept patting his chest and whispering to comfort him, telling him not to be angry, but Fu Wujun's expression became increasingly ugly. Just when he was about to speak, his head suddenly tilted and he fell down.
"Wu Jun!"
Fang Wanqing was so shocked that she called him several times. She pressed the call bell frantically while calling the bodyguard outside the door.
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Fu Jingchuan was still in the meeting, sitting at the main seat of the long table, calmly listening to the reports of the people below.
Ke Chen was sitting on the first seat to his right, also looking at his subordinates who were reporting on their work.
Fu Jingchuan's mobile phone on his desk lit up.
He glanced, the light continuing, the phone coming in.
Fu Jingchuan picked up the phone and looked at it. It was a call from Fu Youyou.
He frowned slightly, glanced at his subordinates who were reporting on work, made a pause gesture, then picked up his phone, stood up and walked out the door.
"Hello?" He answered the phone.
"Brother, dad is in the emergency room again. He... you should come back quickly."
As soon as the call was connected, Fu Youyou's slightly crying voice came from the other end of the phone.
Fu Jingchuan paused slightly.
"How is he now?" Fu Jingchuan asked.
Fu Youyou: "I don't know. The doctor said the situation is not optimistic, so be mentally prepared."
"okay, I get it."
Fu Jingchuan hung up the phone and turned to look at Ke Chen in the conference room.
Ke Chen understood immediately and hurriedly walked out of the conference room.
"Mr. Fu, what's wrong?"
"I have something to do at home, and I have to go back immediately. I'll leave this to you first. If you have any questions, call me."
Fu Jingchuan calmly ordered.
Ke Chen nodded: "Okay. If Mr. Fu needs anything, please feel free to ask me."
Fu Jingchuan nodded, patted his shoulder, turned and left.
Fu Jingchuan returned to the hotel to pack his luggage, went directly to the airport, and took the nearest flight back to Xicheng.
It was late at night when we returned to Xicheng.
When Fu Jingchuan arrived at the hospital, he happened to catch up with Fu Wujun being pushed out of the emergency room.
The doctor had taken off his mask and was telling Fang Wanqing and Fu Youyou earnestly: "How many times have I told you that the patient cannot be stimulated or stimulated? Why don't you just listen? If this happens again, it will be a disaster." Even if the gods come, they won’t be able to save him.”
Fu Jingchuan walked closer and looked at the doctor calmly: "Doctor, how is my dad?"
"It's okay for now. Let's observe first." The doctor sighed and couldn't help but warned again, "The patient's mood is unstable and he really can't bear the slightest stimulation."
"Okay, thank you doctor."
Fu Jingchuan thanked him politely and watched Fu Wujun being pushed into the ward with a bloodless face. Then he looked at Fu Youyou and said, "What's going on? Didn't he say he was feeling much better this morning?"
Fu Youyou hesitated and looked at Fang Wanqing.
Fang Wanqing's face looked ugly: "It's much better this morning. Everything was already fine, but it wasn't because of Shiyang."
Fu Jingchuan frowned: "Shiyang?"
