Chapter 291 Weibo and the international internet exploded [1 update]

Since May, when a group of people took Mr. Fu away from the First Hospital, his illness has miraculously improved.

So after that day, Mr. Fu never went to the hospital again.

The group of people appeared and disappeared without a trace. Even when Fu Mingcheng sent out his secretly trained retainers, they couldn't find any trace of them.

He suspected that the group of people were likely sent by one of Old Master Fu's former comrades-in-arms, and might even be Mu Heqing.

When Mr. Fu was young, he knew many people. Although he hasn't seen them much since he got older, the friendship between them hasn't diminished. After all, they went through life and death together.

When Grandpa Fu recovered, Fu Mingcheng couldn't tell whether he was happy or annoyed.

It's been almost half a year, and Grandpa Fu's health hasn't deteriorated again, so why did he suddenly end up in the hospital?

"Old Master?" Madam Fu exclaimed in surprise, "What happened?"

These days, Old Master Fu is not at the Fu family's house, but has moved into the Zhong family's house.

They couldn't complain, after all, Grandpa Fu and Grandpa Zhong had a very close relationship; they used to be like brothers.

"They didn't say that on the phone." Fu Mingcheng had already opened the door and was walking briskly. "Let's go take a look first."

Mrs. Fu hurriedly picked up her bag and followed.

**

Fifteen minutes later, Fu Mingcheng and his wife arrived at the First Hospital.

To the couple's surprise, Mr. Fu was not in the ICU, but in a regular ward.

The attending physician just came out of the ward

"Doctor," Fu Mingcheng walked over, "How is my dad?"

"He doesn't have any serious illnesses, and the old man doesn't have high blood pressure or anything like other elderly people." The doctor took off his stethoscope. "He was too tired, so he fainted while walking. He should wake up soon."

"Too tired?" Fu Mingcheng frowned, but then seemed relieved. "I'll go in and check on you."

But he had only taken one step when the attending physician stopped him: "The elderly man needs more rest at this time, so let's not disturb him."

Fu Mingcheng paused, his expression remaining unchanged: "Then I'll wait outside."

Madam Fu waited with him.

Seeing that they were determined to do so, the attending physician ignored them and left.

Actually, Mr. Fu wasn't the only one in the ward; Mr. Zhong was sitting by his bedside with him.

This morning, the two of them practiced Tai Chi and then took a stroll around Xiaoxishan.

Grandpa Zhong thought that Grandpa Fu was just sleeping more, but he was still in good health, so taking a walk or climbing a mountain was nothing to him.

Unexpectedly, while walking down the mountain, Grandpa Fu suddenly collapsed.

Grandpa Zhong was startled and immediately took him to the hospital.

The doctor examined him and said the same thing as he had told Fu Mingcheng.

Seeing that Old Master Fu's complexion was indeed rosy, Old Master Zhong felt much more at ease.

He then picked up his phone and dialed another number.

This was for Fu Yunshen.

What puzzled Grandpa Zhong was that Grandpa Fu seemed to know that he would have health problems recently, and repeatedly emphasized that he should not tell Fu Yunshen.

Just seconds after Mr. Zhong made the call, there was a knock on the door of the ward.

He walked over and opened the door, and saw the man leaning against the wall with one hand, his black bangs wet, clearly having rushed over.

"So fast?" Grandpa Zhong was surprised. "The doctor just checked him and said that your grandfather was just too tired and there was nothing seriously wrong."

Fu Yunshen did not respond immediately.

He loosened his collar, went inside, and carefully examined Old Master Fu's body before his tense back relaxed.

Grandpa Zhong looked at his expression and secretly shook his head.

Don't say it.

Although Fu Yunshen was the most useless member of the Fu family, he was also the only one who truly cared about Old Master Fu.

Half an hour later, Grandpa Fu finally woke up.

Grandpa Zhong finally breathed a sigh of relief: "Old Fu, you're finally awake."

He was genuinely afraid that if Old Master Fu fell asleep like this, he would fall into a deep sleep forever.

Fu Yunshen paused for a moment before speaking, "Grandpa."

"Grandpa is alright." Grandpa Fu, supporting himself on the edge of the bed, slowly sat up and sighed, "Sigh, I've made Xiaoqi worry again."

As she spoke, she turned her head and glared at Old Master Zhong: "I told you not to say it, but you still did."

"Old Fu, are you doing this on purpose?" Old Master Zhong was furious. "You've just woken up and you're already making me angry."

“Grandpa, I came by myself.” Fu Yunshen’s eyelashes fluttered, and he smiled gently. “I was already here when Grandpa Zhong called.”

Grandpa Fu seized the opportunity to show off: "Look, see? How filial my Xiao Qi is."

"Alright, alright, you brat, you stay with your grandpa." Old Master Zhong walked out with his hands behind his back, fuming. "I'm going to buy some health porridge."

**

On the other side.

Fu Yihan received a call from Fu Mingcheng.

He didn't live in the Fu family's old house. When he heard the news that Old Master Fu had been admitted to the hospital, he panicked and hurriedly packed his things to leave.

"Yihan, what are you doing?" Su Ruan was putting on a face mask. "Didn't we agree to go out for dinner together tonight?"

"Grandpa's in the hospital." Fu Yihan didn't stop moving. "Let's go together."

Su Ruan fell silent.

She had no feelings for Old Master Fu, and even harbored some resentment towards him.

If it weren't for the marriage agreement that Old Master Fu and Old Master Su had made, she would still be in the capital, and would have married a young master from the capital instead of coming to Shanghai.

But of course, she wouldn't dare say such a thing.

Otherwise, let alone the Fu family, even Old Master Su would have given her a severe scolding.

Su Ruan peeled off the face mask, somewhat angrily saying, "Fine, fine, let's go."

Just then, Fu Yihan stopped and answered a phone call.

After receiving the call, he paused for a moment, then said, "No need."

Su Ruan was annoyed and looked at him coldly: "Why don't you need it again?"

“Yun Shen is over there.” Fu Yihan put down what she was holding. “Grandpa has also woken up. He’s alright.”

This one sentence successfully ignited Su Ruan's anger.

It's Fu Yunshen again!

"Fu Yihan, show some backbone!" Su Ruan's face was ashen. "I married you, not to suffer in the Fu family. Why is it unacceptable just because he's here? He's still your grandfather. If you don't try to improve your relationship with him, what will happen to the Fu family's future?"

The largest share of the company and businesses such as Yuxiangfang are still in the hands of Old Master Fu.

Fu Yihan's gaze deepened.

He didn't say anything, but pushed the door open and walked out.

After taking a few steps, she stopped and turned around: "The Fu family was never mine to begin with. This is the last time, Su Ruan."

The door was closed just like that.

Su Ruan was so angry that she smashed the vase on the bedside table.

She fought back tears, took out her phone, and called the Su family.

The person who answered the phone was Su Ruan's father, Su Lianghui, who was also the third son of the old man Su.

Su Lianghui was about to lose his temper listening to Su Ruan's complaints when he heard the news that Old Master Fu had been admitted to the hospital.

He hung up the phone thoughtfully and went to find Grandpa Su.

Grandpa Su is younger than Grandpa Fu; he is 83 years old this year.

However, he has great difficulty walking and can only get around in a wheelchair.

"Yichang is in the hospital?" Old Master Su frowned. "I'll make a call."

At his age, he can't even fly.

Going to Shanghai is quite troublesome.

As he spoke, Grandpa Su made a phone call, and after finishing, he shook his head.

Su Lianghui asked, "Dad, how is it?"

"I think Yichang is very likely to fail," Grandpa Su sighed. "But that's normal, I've felt really bad myself these past few years."

People are often able to sense their own limits.

This kind of perception cannot be detected by even the most sophisticated hospital equipment.

"It's not working?" Su Lianghui was taken aback. "Then we should choose sides."

The Su family is not a major family in the capital. Their overall strength is only about the same as the Fu family, and they still need to support each other.

The Fu family has many factions; choosing the wrong side could be disastrous.

Grandpa Su frowned again: "You can't say things like that in the future."

He and Grandpa Fu are comrades-in-arms, so there's no question of taking sides.

Su Lianghui, however, did not think so.

He's a businessman; he only cares about profit.

The reason he agreed to let Old Master Su marry Su Ruan to Fu Yunshen was because Fu Yunshen was favored by Old Master Fu.

Perhaps Fu Yunshen will inherit the Fu Group in the future?

The only thing Su Lianghui hadn't expected was that Su Ruan didn't even look at Fu Yunshen.

However, this did not stop him from trying to win over Fu Yunshen.

He also knew that although Fu Mingcheng and Fu Yunshen were father and son, they were worse than enemies.

After thinking it over, Su Lianghui decided to give his full support to Fu Mingcheng.

As for Fu Yunshen?

With Old Master Fu gone, what great things can Fu Yunshen accomplish?

I'm afraid they won't be able to stay in Shanghai's high society circles anymore.

Having made up his mind, Su Lianghui spoke with Old Master Su for a while and then left.

**

The next day.

Within Class 19.

Ying Zijin leaned back in her chair and closed her eyes to rest.

She checked on Grandpa Fu again yesterday, but still couldn't find anything wrong.

It may have nothing to do with physical health; it's a mental illness.

This kind of mental illness is probably incurable; only if Old Master Fu himself can come to terms with it.

Beside him, Xiu Yu finished a set of test papers very seriously and then took out his phone to pass the time.

“Father Ying.” As he looked around, Xiu Yu suddenly said, “You’re trending again. No, no, not just on Weibo, you’re trending on foreign websites too. It’s blown up.”

Ying Zijing paused, her expression blank: "What?"

Xiu Yu placed his phone in front of her: "Look."

(End of this chapter)