The ward was quiet, and the two people who were too close seemed to be able to hear each other's breathing and heartbeat.

After a while, Leng Sa said calmly: "It's getting late, let's take a break early."

Fu Fengcheng opened his eyes and looked at her, slowly laying down again.

Leng Sa turned off the lights in the ward, leaving only a desk lamp at the head of the bed. The room became dim and hazy again. Leng Sa turned around and lie down on the sofa on the other side to rest.

I don’t know how long I slept, but Leng Sa, who was sleeping, suddenly opened her eyes and sat up.

Looking sideways at the bed next to him, Fu Fengcheng is still asleep, but the situation is obviously wrong.

Leng Sa walked forward, Fu Fengcheng's face turned red and his brows were furrowed, as if he was trapped in some nightmare. Leng Sa reached out and touched his forehead. The temperature of the tentacles made her frown and turned around to call someone outside the door.

Because the eldest young master of the Fu family was hospitalized, the hospital could be said to be ready for 24 hours, but Lan Jing hurried in with the doctor.

The doctor checked it and breathed a sigh of relief and said to Leng Sa in a low voice, "Young lady, don't worry, it's okay."

Leng Sa frowned, "He is having a fever, isn't the wound getting inflamed?"

The doctor shook his head and said, "The current control is pretty good. The situation of the eldest young master... should not be a physical problem. The case given to us by the supervisor also mentioned that in the few months after being injured, the eldest young master also repeatedly experienced this situation. We think it should be a psychological reason. There is no special method, and the medicine is not very useful. We can only try it with physical cooling. In this case, as long as it does not burn to a certain extent, there should be no problem."

Leng Sa memorized the symptoms and pathology of ptsd in his heart, and nodded, "I understand, I'm working hard for the doctor so late."

The doctor quickly said, "It's all we should do."

After seeing off the doctor, Lan Jing brought alcohol and water as the doctor's instructions, Leng Sa twisted a handkerchief to cool down Fu Fengcheng. This busy two hours.

When Fu Fengcheng's body temperature gradually returned to normal, it was already past four in the morning.

Although Fu Fengcheng was asleep, he was still uneasy.

Leng Sa couldn't help but sigh as she looked at him. Lan Jing stood aside and whispered, "Mrs. Young Master, this..." With Master Fu's alertness, he should have woken up long ago if he fell asleep, but it would be rare to say that he was in a coma and was still so restless.

Leng Sa shook her head and said, "It's okay, you haven't fallen asleep for a while in the evening."

Lan Jing said, "Young Madam, you haven't had a rest all night."

Leng Sa said: "I'll go back and rest when Yuan Ying and Xia Wei'an come." When Leng Sa said this, she looked at Fu Fengcheng on the hospital bed and couldn't help but feel a little pity.

Young Master Fu has a prominent background and a noble status. However, when he was seriously ill and unconscious, he was only a few confidant subordinates and her, a nominal wife who had just passed by.

Xu Shaoming and Xia Wei'an hinted that during the coma of the eldest son, except for the governor Fu, no outsider could be allowed to approach Mr. Fu alone, including Mrs. Fu.

This is naturally not the decision made by Xu Shaoming and Xia Wei'an. Not only did Mrs. Fu suspect that Fu Fengcheng would be unfavorable to Fu Yucheng, but Fu Fengcheng could not trust his mother.

After staring at his face for a while, Leng Sa couldn't help but poke his cheek, "Why aren't you afraid that I'll be bad for you?"

When Fu Fengcheng opened his eyes again, the ward was already bright, his cold eyes were full of fatigue and indifference, and his eyes were faintly covered with dark red.

It seemed as if he didn't fall asleep all night last night, but stayed up all night without closing his eyes.

The injury to the left leg was still painful within a tolerable range. Yesterday, the doctor in the hospital cut open the affected area that had healed on the outside again.

Fu Fengcheng looked at the ceiling above his head and was already numb to such pain.

The gentle breathing next to him made him stunned for a moment. When he turned his head, he saw Leng Sa sitting in a chair beside the bed, leaning his head and sleeping on the chair.

This sleeping position is obviously very uncomfortable. Her beautiful eyebrows are still slightly frowned and less peaceful as usual.

Fu Fengcheng did not wake Leng Sa up, nor did he get up, but continued to lie down motionlessly and stared at the woman beside the bed with his eyes fixedly.

Xu Shaoming pushed the door and saw this scene. However, when he saw Fu Fengcheng waking up, Xu Shaoming was not happy but shocked at first sight.

Because Fu Fengcheng's eyes looked at Leng Sa was so strange that it made Xu Shaoming who had been on the battlefield like this, who could not help but feel shocked.

That was definitely not the look of a husband looking at his wife, but it didn’t look like he looked at the enemy.

The eyes were too complicated, which made Xu Shaoming unable to tell what it meant for a moment, but his heart was instinctively thrust.

"Big Young Master..."

The sound of pushing the door alarmed Leng Sa. She quickly opened her eyes and saw Fu Fengcheng was slightly stunned, "Are you awake?"

Seeing that Fu Fengcheng looked obviously not like he had just woken up. Fu Fengcheng nodded and said calmly, "Thank you for your hard work last night, Mrs. " His expression was as calm as usual, as if the person who pinched Leng Sa's neck last night was not him.

Leng Sa shook her head and said nothing, turned her head to look at Xu Shaoming at the door, "Are you here during the day?"

Xu Shaoming nodded and said, "Yes, Xia Wei'an has something to do, and I can't do anything now, so I'll come to the hospital to guard it."

Leng Sa glanced at his shoulder, "How is the injury?"

"It's much better. Thank you for your concern. Thank you for your hard work, so why not go back and rest first, I'm here."

Before Leng Sa could answer the conversation, Fu Fengcheng said in a deep voice, "I'm going to be discharged from the hospital."

Both of them were stunned and looked at Fu Fengcheng together.

Xu Shaoming hesitated a little, "Young Master, your injury..."

Fu Fengcheng said indifferently: "It's nothing, it's the same as before."

That's it, but no one knows what the situation will be. If there is any problem in staying in the hospital, you can still have time to treat it.

But Xu Shaoming knew that Fu Fengcheng had always been arbitrary, and at least he could not persuade him. He had to look up at Leng Sa. Leng Sa shook his head at him. She had already persuaded him last night, and Fu Fengcheng obviously had no plans to change his mind.

Xu Shaoming was a little disappointed and could only say, "Young Master, have you asked the governor before making a decision?"

Fu Fengcheng said in a deep voice: "Go and go through the discharge procedures."

“…”

Seeing Xu Shaoming look embarrassed, Leng Sa said: "Ask the doctor first."

Xu Shaoming nodded quickly, "Yes, Young Master, I'll go and ask the doctor first." After saying that, without waiting for Fu Fengcheng's opinion, he immediately turned around and walked out.

Leng Sa looked at Fu Fengcheng without saying anything, but just sat in a chair and moved her body. After sitting in front of the bed for half a night, she felt a little sore in her back.

Fu Fengcheng looked at her with deep eyes but didn't say anything for a long time. Leng Sa was a little furious when he saw it, "You can say anything if you have anything."

Fu Fengcheng said, "It's nothing. You don't have to work so hard in the future. Just let Xu Shaoming and Xia Wei'an stay."

Leng Sa yawned, "The eldest young master was suddenly hospitalized. Do you think Xu Shaoming and Xia Wei'an will have nothing to do?"

It is precisely because Fu Fengcheng was suddenly admitted to the hospital that the affairs of Xia Wei'an and Xu Shaoming will increase exponentially.

Although Leng Sa is Mrs. Fu, she also knows herself. Fu Fengcheng’s true core secret is not something she can understand, so she naturally can’t help.

"Mrs. Is there nothing else to do?" Fu Fengcheng asked with a smile.

Leng Sa said lightly: "Yes, there are still quite a few. But the eldest young master is hospitalized and I, the eldest young lady, ignore me. Do you think it's appropriate?"

Fu Fengcheng laughed softly, "Even Mrs. Fu can ignore him, let alone Mrs. Fu?"

Leng Sa thought for a while, "Mrs. I came to the hospital yesterday afternoon, and you were unconscious at that time." Leng Sa also saw from that time the people around Fu Fengcheng's real attitude towards Mrs. Fu.

Fu Fengcheng didn't care, "Do you still remember what I said last night?"

Leng Sa was silent for a moment, looked at him and said, "Fu Fengcheng, what are you going to do?"

Fu Fengcheng said: "It's nothing, just remember what my wife said."

"Did you dreamed of being injured last night?" Leng Sa finally asked in a deep voice.

Fu Fengcheng's eyes narrowed, his expression instantly became cold and sinister, and his calmness just now collapsed instantly.

Leng Sa looked at him calmly, "It's not the first time you've been injured, this is not even the worst injury you've ever suffered. It's logical that it won't have such a profound impact on you."

From the result, the injury is indeed very serious, but in fact, Fu Fengcheng had suffered more serious injuries than this, and he was really the kind that he would die if he accidentally did not.

The bloody storm on the battlefield could not affect Fu Fengcheng's mind, but this injury had such a serious psychological impact on Fu Fengcheng, and it was impossible for him to be just because of his legs.

Last night's words were just a test of Leng Sa. Fu Fengcheng was indeed a person who had high requirements for himself, but at the same time he was also a person with a very strong mentality, and was definitely not a paranoid perfectionist.

Because the leg injury may not be healed, he was so desperate that he had a desire to die. This is not the reaction that Fu Fengcheng would have under normal circumstances.

Giving up surviving because you may lose one leg is the behavior of the weak.

A person like Fu Fengcheng, even if he only has one leg left, will step on his feet, use the bodies of the loser to build his ladder to the heights.

Leng Sa stood up and walked to Fu Fengcheng to sit down, "Fu Fengcheng, what happened on the day you were injured? Do you know who the messenger behind the scenes is, right?"

"Stop!" Fu Fengcheng said coldly, with violent flames churning in his eyes.

Leng Sa lowered his voice and whispered, "It has something to do with Mrs. Fu."

"Stop talking!" Fu Fengcheng said sternly, and finally couldn't help but reach out and pinch Leng Sa's neck.

Leng Sa didn't take action, but just looked at him calmly and whispered, "You actually understood it a long time ago, why can't you let it go?"

I have obviously no longer expected my mother's relationship, so why are I still suffering so much because of her?

A cold smile appeared on Fu Fengcheng's lips, "I didn't give you the right to guess my thoughts casually."

Leng Sa raised his hand and held his hand holding his neck, "I don't like others threatening my life." It didn't take much force, and Fu Fengcheng's hand holding her neck released.

Leng Sa said: "I don't know how to comfort people, but there is a saying I hope you understand that all of this... is not your fault. At least, the person who was wrong first was not you."

Leng Sa is rarely helpless. She is not good at communicating with others and will not comfort and enlighten others.

She lived in a family loved by her parents for two lives, but actually found it difficult for her to understand the complex relationship between Fu Fengcheng and Mrs. Fu.

If we follow the modern people's idea of ​​avenging revenge, if you are not kind to me, don't blame me for being unrighteous to you. Naturally, you will be able to cut the so-called family affection out of the sky with a quick knife.

But is it really that simple? It is the same thing for mothers and sons not to interact with each other. It is another thing if mothers hate them so much that they want to kill their son.

Even though he was raised by his grandfather and grandmother since childhood, has Fu Fengcheng really never longed for maternal love? Haven’t he envied his younger brother and sister for being loved by his mother wholeheartedly?

Things have become like this now, and I really don’t know who should blame him.

But at least in this matter... Fu Fengcheng is innocent.
Chapter completed!