Fu Youde hurriedly took out a small bag from his bag.

When the small package was opened, inside were silver needles of varying thicknesses.

Mr. Fu washed his hands, took a deep breath, and disinfected the silver needle.

Fu Youde undressed Fu Chou, and old man Fu began to sew with quick hands and eyes.

As the silver needles were inserted one by one, Fu Chou's gloomy expression gradually stabilized, or at least it did not get worse.

After Mr. Fu finished the acupuncture, he did not remove the needle directly, but took the patient's pulse again.

After making sure his pulse had stabilized, Mr. Fu took a step back and sat back on the stool.

In just a short while, Mr. Fu's energy seemed to be completely drained.

His forehead and back were covered in sweat, and his hands began to tremble slightly.

In a moving ambulance, it was extremely stressful for Fu Qingnian, who was in his seventies, to give precise injections and control Fu Chou's condition.

Fu Youde looked at Mr. Fu's condition and couldn't help but curse in his heart again: Yao Qiuxing, this old lunatic!

It's simply harming people.

The best private hospital in Huangshan.

When Mr. Fu decided to come to Huangshan a few days ago, he had just been secretly acquired by the Fu Group.

Now, although the appearance looks the same as before, the interior has undergone major changes.

In addition to medical staff suddenly beginning to receive high-intensity, high-standard training, various equipment also began to be replaced with domestically leading ones.

One of the buildings was under 24-hour martial law and was equipped with the world's most advanced equipment and the best doctors.

Because the buyer behind the scenes is mysterious, everyone is wondering who actually bought the hospital?

Who is this building for?

What kind of noble official is qualified to use this building?

No one expected that this building would be used so quickly.

Fu Chou was quickly pushed into the building, doctors were in place, and various equipment was put into operation...

Fu Chou's blood was sent for testing, but the toxin has not yet been detected.

The doctor came out with the DNA test results first.

As expected, Fu Chou was indeed the son of Fu Siyan who was taken away from her long ago.

He was taken away by his biological father and given to Yao Qiuxing. Who would have thought that he was poisoned and fell into a deep coma just after returning!

Seeing that people are about to die...

Old Master Fu was very anxious, he knew that Yao Qiuxing did it on purpose.

She deliberately poisoned Fu Chou, and then called Mr. Fu at the right time to let him experience the feeling of "gaining and losing".

She was taking revenge, taking lives.

Watching the equipment being installed and started up, plasma began to be extracted and separated... Mr. Fu was supported by Fu Youde to go to the reception room next door.

At this moment, Fu Qingnian's steps were unsteady and his hands were shaking slightly.

As soon as everyone sat down, Yao Qiuxing called again...

Fu Youde looked at Mr. Fu.

Mr. Fu motioned Fu Youde to answer the phone.

He no longer has the energy to deal with this woman.

Sure enough, as soon as the call was connected, Yao Qiuxing called out "Fu Qingnian" with a tone full of gloating: "How is it? Is he still alive?"

"I have calculated it well..."

There was a hint of anger in Fu Youde's tone.

"Miss Yao, our master just gave Master Fu Chou an acupuncture injection to prolong his life. He was exhausted and has fallen asleep."

"What else can I do for you?"

Yao Qiuxing on the other end of the phone was obviously stunned: "What? He fell asleep?"

"Does he also have times when he is low on energy?"

"Hahaha! I forgot, he's old too, over seventy years old..."

Fu Youde rarely confronted people: "Aren't you over 70 years old? Why can't you let go at such an old age?"

"You've been struggling for so many years, have you gotten the results you wanted?"

"You are living alone. Are you really happy?"

Obviously, she didn't expect Fu Youde to be so angry that she yelled, "Of course I'm happy!"

"As long as Fu Qingnian is unhappy, I am happy!"

"Tell Fu Qingnian that if he comes to beg me on his knees, I will tell him what the poison in Fu Chou is."

"I can give him the antidote!"

"If he doesn't come to beg me, then Fu Chou will die in front of him!"

After saying that, Yao Qiuxing hung up the phone first.

Fu Youde looked at Mr. Fu and said, "Master, I have overstepped my bounds." I cursed at you and said you were asleep.

Mr. Fu waved his hand tiredly: "No, you said it very well."

"She's gone mad."

"Even if I begged her, it would only make her happy for a while."

"She won't let us go that easy."

"But her words did give us a direction for rescue."

"Things like arsenic cannot be detoxified quickly by other drugs in a short period of time."

"Combined with Fu Chou's physical symptoms, our scope has been narrowed down a lot..."

As Mr. Fu was speaking, he immediately called the attending physician over to discuss the matter.

Mr. Fu didn't know that after hanging up the phone, Yao Qiuxing yelled to the inner room: "Asshole! Get out of here!"

A tall man wearing a mask walked out and knelt respectfully in front of Yao Qiuxing.

“Take off the mask.”

The masked man took off his mask, revealing a face that was 30% similar to Fu Qingnian.

But there were two cross-cutting cuts on this face, which made it look somewhat hideous and terrifying.

If Fu Siyan were here, she would definitely recognize that this is the father of her child.

The man who used a pseudonym, disguised himself as the type of person she liked, deliberately approached her, tricked her into having a child, and then stole the child.

"Owner."

Yao Qiuxing turned around, picked up a whip from the maid beside him, and started whipping with all his strength.

The powerful whip left a shadow as it hit the man's back.

The man knelt on the ground without moving, as if he was used to this kind of beating.

Looking at the familiar face kneeling in front of him, Yao Qiuxing couldn't help but reveal a hideous and weird smile.

The maid next to her twitched her lips and quickly lowered her head, not daring to let Yao Qiuxing see her fear.

Fortunately, Yao Qiuxing is old after all and gets tired quickly.

She dropped the whip, panting: "I'm tired, take me to bed."

The kneeling man stood up and gently picked up Yao Qiuxing, as if he was holding the most precious treasure, and walked steadily into the inner room, leaving the maid with a bloodstained but steady back...

Feeling the warmth and firmness of the embrace, Yao Qiuxing closed his eyes with satisfaction.

As long as she closed her eyes, she could imagine that the person hugging her was Fu Qingnian.

Fu Qingnian held me in his arms and put me to bed.

Fu Qingnian would also crawl at his feet like a dog, wagging his tail and begging for mercy...

She was placed on the bed and the quilt was pulled open and covered.

The pillows were adjusted to the right position and height.

Familiar incense began to waft, and soul-soothing music began to play.

"Help me close the doors and windows, and you stay by my side." Yao Qiuxing gave the order skillfully without even opening his eyes.

But the next moment, a handkerchief with a strange smell was suddenly covered over her nose and pressed tightly.

Yao Qiuxing opened his eyes in horror, only to be met with a hideous and hateful face.

The man clenched his teeth tightly and asked in a low voice, "Tell me, what kind of poison did my son get?"

"you say!"

Yao Qiuxing kicked his legs hard and tried to pull the big hands that were covering his mouth and nose, but he couldn't pull them free.

Before he passed out, Yao Qiuxing thought desperately: Why don’t you take your hand away first… (End of this chapter)