The doctor nodded and said, "Ms. Xu, the test results are out. Please come in with me."

Xu Zhiru looked at Fu Chen: "Ah Chen, please come in with me."

Fu Chen nodded, stood up and walked into the clinic with Xu Zhiru.

Secretary Chen also followed silently behind, his heart filled with disgust and sadness.

What followed was another carefully choreographed performance.

And Fu Chen will still willingly become a spectator of this performance, or even... an accomplice.

Inside the clinic, the psychiatrist smiled kindly, "Mr. Fu, Ms. Xu, the examination results show that Ms. Xu's depression has indeed relapsed, and the condition is quite serious. She needs further treatment."

Xu Zhiru burst into tears upon hearing this: "Doctor, what should I do? I feel like I'm about to collapse..."

Fu Chen quickly hugged Xu Zhiru and comforted her distressedly: "Don't be afraid, Zhiru, I will accompany you through the treatment and I will always be by your side."

The psychiatrist pushed up his glasses, a barely perceptible sneer flashing in his eyes.

Another fool blinded by love.

He picked up a pen and wrote quickly in the medical record: "Ms. Xu, I will prescribe some medicine for you. Take it on time and come back for regular checkups. I believe you will get better soon."

Xu Zhiru sobbed and nodded: "Thank you, doctor, thank you..."

Fu Chen also said to the doctor gratefully: "Thank you, doctor, you are so professional."

The psychiatrist smiled and said, "This is what I should do. The patient's recovery is the greatest affirmation for me."

Secretary Chen stood aside, watching the hypocritical scene in front of him, and felt his stomach churning.

He suppressed his nausea and quietly left the clinic.

Fu Chen held the diagnosis certificate tightly, as if he had grabbed a life-saving straw.

"Look, Zhiru, the doctor said you're having a relapse of depression."

There was a hint of relief in his tone, as if he had finally found a reason to explain everything.

Xu Zhiru snuggled in Fu Chen's arms, the tears in the corners of her eyes had not yet dried. Hearing this, she just nodded slightly, as weak as a wounded kitten.

"Well, I'll do as you say, Ah Chen."

Her voice was low, with a barely perceptible hint of pride.

Fu Chen looked at her haggard face, and the guilt in his heart surged like a tide, washing away all his previous doubts.

"I'm sorry, Zhiru. It's my fault. I shouldn't have doubted you."

He apologized again, his tone sincere and full of pity.

Xu Zhiru rubbed against his arms, raised her head and looked at him with tearful eyes.

"Ah Chen, I know you are worried about me too, I don't blame you."

She said it sympathetically, looking even more pitiful.

Fu Chen's heart softened even more, and he wanted to bring the best things in the world to her to make up for his previous "mistake".

In the next few days, Fu Chen stayed by Xu Zhiru's side almost every step of the way.

He handed over all the company's affairs to Secretary Chen.

He also postponed or directly canceled important business meetings.

It seemed as if Xu Zhiru was the only one left in his world.

The lights were just coming on, and the lights in the president's office of Fu Group were still on.

But at this moment, the person sitting behind the desk was not the busy Fu Chen, but the tired-looking Secretary Chen.

Fu Chen was sitting in the lounge area of the office, gently massaging Xu Zhiru's shoulders.

Xu Zhiru leaned in his arms, her face pale with a hint of sickness, and she let out a few soft sighs from time to time.

"Ah Chen, I still feel so tired and can't muster up any energy."

She spoke in a weak voice, as if she would collapse at any moment.

Fu Chen immediately stopped what he was doing and looked at her nervously.

"Where do you feel uncomfortable? Do you want to call a doctor?"

Xu Zhiru shook her head and gently grabbed Fu Chen's hand.

"No, I just feel empty inside, like something is missing."

Her eyes were blurry, with a hint of confusion and fragility.

Fu Chen hugged her tightly with heartache and comforted her softly: "Don't be afraid, I'm here, I will always be with you."

Xu Zhiru nodded in his arms, but a barely perceptible curve appeared at the corner of her mouth.

Secretary Chen looked at the scene in front of him with mixed feelings.

He put down the documents in his hand and walked up to Fu Chen, his tone carrying a hint of worry.

"Mr. Fu, there are still many things waiting for you to deal with at the company. Why don't you go and take care of them first? I can take care of Miss Xu."

Fu Chen frowned and glanced at Secretary Chen with some displeasure.

"Let's put the company's affairs aside for now. Zhiru's health is the most important thing right now."

There was a hint of blame in his tone, as if he was blaming Secretary Chen for being inconsiderate.

Secretary Chen sighed inwardly, but still said with a stiff upper lip, "Mr. Fu, I know Miss Xu's health is important, but the company's affairs cannot be delayed, especially the cooperation project next week, which is very important and related to the company's future development..."

"Okay, I got it!"

Fu Chen interrupted Secretary Chen impatiently, his tone becoming somewhat harsh.

"I'll take care of the company's affairs. You don't have to worry about them. You can go out first. Zhiru and I need to rest."

Secretary Chen was stunned. He didn't expect Fu Chen to be so impatient and even speak to him in such a tone.

He has been with Fu Chen for many years. Although Fu Chen has a bad temper, he is still polite to him and has never spoken so harshly to him.

Could it be that Fu Chen was really so bewildered by Xu Zhiru that he lost even the most basic sense of right and wrong?

Secretary Chen felt a deep sense of powerlessness in his heart, but he was still unwilling to give in and wanted to persuade him again.

"Mr. Fu, I just feel that you have been too…"

"Secretary Chen!"

Fu Chen stood up abruptly, glaring at Secretary Chen, his tone as cold as ice.

"I'm warning you, stop talking nonsense! Zhiru is my lover, and it's natural for me to care about her. What qualifications do you have to point fingers here?"

His eyes were filled with anger, as if Secretary Chen had touched his sore spot.

Secretary Chen was shocked by Fu Chen's anger. He had never seen Fu Chen so angry and defend someone so much.

He realized that his previous persuasion was in vain.

Fu Chen no longer listened to anyone. In his heart, there was only Xu Zhiru.

"Mr. Fu, I just..."

Secretary Chen wanted to explain, but was interrupted again by Fu Chen.

"That's enough! I don't want to hear any more of your nonsense. Get out!"

Fu Chen pointed at the office door and ordered them to leave without any hesitation.

Secretary Chen opened his mouth, but ultimately said nothing. He turned around and silently left the president's office.

He walked out of the office, looked back at the closed door, and felt a chill in his heart.

Fu Chen, is there really no hope?

For the sake of Xu Zhiru, even years of friendship and trust can be thrown away.

Secretary Chen felt deeply disappointed and sad.

I have tried my best. I have said and done everything I should have said and done.