Just as Song Yun brought the fur vest over, Mr. Fu started coughing violently again as if a switch was pressed.

Song Yun quickly found a bag to put the fur vest in, tied the bag tightly, and then gave Mr. Fu acupressure massage to relieve his cough.

After stopping her cough, she took out a mask and asked Mr. Fu to wear it first.

"This room needs a thorough cleaning. Please move to another room for a few days."

Mr. Wu and Mr. Zhang hurried forward to help Mr. Fu off the bed and took him out.

The three old men walked around the yard but couldn't find an empty house to stay in temporarily.

"There are so many rooms, and there aren't that many people in your family, so how come there are no empty rooms?" Mr. Wu was puzzled.

Mr. Fu's face was unhappy. He didn't want to talk about these things in front of his old friends before because of his face, but now he was too lazy to hide it anymore. Anyway, he had already lost face in front of his old friends.

"My cousin brought her husband and children over and they took up two rooms. Fu Nianwen and his wife and children took up three rooms. There's also one for my study and one for Fu Nianwen's study."

The points are clear.

At this time, Fu Nianwen came out of the house and saw Fu Lao and Song Yun talking in the yard. He walked over quickly, his face full of concern, "Dad, what are you doing standing here? You'll catch a cold and start coughing again."

Old Fu looked at Fu Nianwen and thought that his own son had suffered so much, while his enemy's son had no worries about food and clothing and enjoyed all the blessings here.

Mr. Fu's eyes gradually turned cold, and his voice became colder. "Nianwen, come with me to the study. I have something to tell you."

The smile on Fu Nianwen's face froze slightly, and he looked a little uneasy. He said, "Dad, I have an appointment with a classmate to discuss something. It's almost time, so I have to go out now. Let's talk about it tomorrow." After saying that, he left in a hurry without waiting for Mr. Fu to speak.

Song Yun looked at Fu Nianwen's back as he hurried away, and felt that Fu Nianwen seemed to be running away.

Not only did she feel this way, but everyone else did too.

Mr. Fu said, "It seems he heard it."

Elder Wu was thinking a lot. He said to Elder Fu, "Call your eldest son back and let him handle this matter. You also need someone you trust to look after the family. Otherwise, with your current health, you won't be able to explain anything that happens."

Mr. Fu wanted to say that it was not that bad yet, but when he thought about the suffering his own son, daughter-in-law, and grandchildren had suffered at the hands of that family, he could guess how evil that family's nature was.

Who can say for sure what will happen in this world?

People's hearts are always hidden.

Driven by profit, what can't a greedy person do?

"Yes." Mr. Fu nodded.

Mr. Wu and Mr. Zhang were worried, so they accompanied Mr. Fu to call Fu Jianguo, briefly explained the situation, and asked him to go home immediately.

In the evening, not only Fu Jianguo came back, but also Fu Jianguo's wife and children came back.

This is a big deal, and the whole family should come to discuss it.

Song Yun left Mr. Fu a prescription for the right medicine. As long as the allergen is isolated, the medicine will be effective after two days of taking it.

Once you are fully recovered, even if you encounter the allergen again, it will not be easy to relapse as long as you do not overexpose it for a long time.

After clearly understanding and writing down the precautions for decocting and taking the medicine, Song Yun and Mr. Wu and Mr. Zhang left Chongming Street together.

On the way back to the retirement home, the three of them walked along the street. Old Wu sighed, "I guess this isn't going to go as planned. Fu Nianwen isn't a good person."

Old Zhang nodded, "Yes. Old Man Fu has always been cold-faced but soft-hearted. If Fu Nianwen plays any tricks, Old Man Fu will have a hard time resisting."