No one could understand why Mr. Fu doted on such a dandy young man.

Among those in the Fu family and Fu Yunshen's generation, who is not a child of destiny?

Not to mention that the eldest grandson of the Fu family has already entered the circle of nobles in the imperial capital, even those who are five or six years younger than Fu Yunshen can make tens of thousands of dollars by playing in the stock market.

But Fu Yunshen is idle and only cares about romance.

Mr. Fu is really blind.

Young Master Fu's voice was quite loud, and even though Fu Yunshen was some distance away, the person on the other end of the line could hear it.

"Why are you still involved with them? I'm not saying anything, but the Fu family, do they have the nerve to say anything about you?"

If Fu Yunshen hadn't found him in time, would Mr. Fu still be able to survive until now?

Fu Yunshen chuckled: "I'm not doing this for them."

"I know. The only person you're thinking about is your grandfather. The medicine has been sent to you. It should arrive in six hours. It's enough for three months."

"Why are you so generous this time?"

"I accepted a bounty mission and have to go to an uninhabited area. I won't be here recently."

"Okay." Fu Yunshen didn't ask any more questions. "Hang up."

"You haven't been in a good state recently." The other end hesitated, "Adjust yourself well, and it won't be a big deal to rely on hypnosis treatment."

Fu Yunshen said nothing and looked out the window.

The lights in the operating room were still red, as scarlet as fire in the darkness.

It wasn't until one o'clock in the morning that the light turned green.

Several doctors pushed Mr. Fu out of the operating room, along with the bed, and transferred him to the ICU.

The Fu family members gathered around and wanted to see what was going on.

But there were too many people, and in the end only Fu Mingcheng went in.

But in less than three minutes, he came out.

"Your grandfather is calling you." Fu Mingcheng looked at his most useless son and said annoyedly, "Don't stand there and look at the scenery."

Young Master Fu couldn't believe it: "Dad, at this time, grandpa is still thinking about him?"

Why?

The expressions of the others also changed.

But since Mr. Fu had spoken, they couldn't say anything and could only watch Fu Yun go deeper.

In the ICU, Mr. Fu was in good spirits. When he saw someone coming, he waved from the bed: "Xiao Qi, come here."

Fu Yunshen walked closer, bent down, and tucked the corner of the quilt for him: "What happened today?"

If you have medicine, you shouldn't get sick.

"It's an old problem." Mr. Fu didn't care, "I'm used to it."

"Don't have this habit." Fu Yunshen raised his eyes calmly, "I have a bad heart and can't stand being scared."

Mr. Fu pretended not to know: "A few days ago, Mr. Zhong called me."

"You failed miserably in changing the subject."

“…”

"You're mad at me because I just woke up, right?" Mr. Fu glared, "Do you know what Mr. Zhong said to me?"

"Um?"

"He asked me if you wanted to kidnap his granddaughter."

Fu Yunshen was checking the IV drip and was choked for once: "What?"

"I think it'll work." Grandpa Fu said proudly, "Xiao Qi, listen to grandpa, kidnap his granddaughter, and then make him angry to death, so that he will never let me win in chess again."

"..." Fu Yunshen finally understood. He pressed his brows and smiled helplessly, "Grandpa, that's not true. Yaoyao is just a little girl."

Isn't he a beast if he has such thoughts about a little girl?

"Who told you to do it now? Why not wait until you are an adult?" Old Master Fu was very disappointed. "When I was in high school, I had already chased your grandmother. You are wasting your reputation for nothing."

"If this gets out, no one will believe you are my grandson."

Fu Yunshen said lazily: "My grandfather is really amazing. He deceived grandma with his face."

Old Master Fu slapped him on the head and said, "Bullshit, your grandfather is a real talent."

Fu Yunshen just smiled, his eyes gentle.

"Alas, Grandpa is already this old, and I don't have many thoughts anymore. I just hope that you can let Grandpa hold his great-grandson in his arms during his lifetime." Grandpa Fu nags, "If you get married, Grandpa will be relieved..."

He was afraid that if he was gone one day, his grandson would go crazy.

So he could only take better care of her while she was still here.

——

The fact that Mr. Fu was admitted to the hospital could not be concealed, and within a few days, everyone in the wealthy circle in Shanghai knew about it.

Mr. Zhong also went to the hospital for a special visit, but when he came back he just shook his head and didn't say much.

But everyone also knows that Mr. Fu probably doesn't have much time left.

After Ying Zijin calculated, he knew that the disease was really serious.

Because she didn't have the right herbs, the medicines she made weren't potent enough.

It can help ordinary people to keep fit, but its effect on treating chronic diseases is minimal.

Without the herbs, there was nothing she could do.

She needs more money.

Ying Zijin lowered his eyes and tapped the table: "What are the ways to make money?"

"Hmm?" Xiu Yu was playing games. "Dad Ying, are you short of money?"

“There is a great shortage of them.”

"How much do you need? I have it."

"No need." Ying Zijin shook her head slightly, "I can earn it myself."

"Okay, let me think about it..." Xiu Yu scratched his head, "How about watching the live broadcast?"

Ying Zijin raised an eyebrow: "Live broadcast?"

"This is it." Xiu Yu opened an app on his phone and showed it to her. "Nowadays, anchors can make a lot of money. Some do makeup, some play games, and some are big eaters. You don't even have to show your face, you just need to be able to sing."

Ying Zijin seemed to be thinking: "Let me see."

Five minutes later, a freshly created account logged onto the Shark live streaming platform.

Xiu Yu was curious: "What do you choose? If you choose makeup, I can help you."

"It's not makeup." Ying Zijin said, taking out a stack of white paper and a pen.

These two tools made Xiu Yu very confused.

Could it be painting?

Then, Xiu Yu saw the girl slowly choose a study area, put on headphones, and started talking about physics.

Xiu Yu: “???”

No, who watches live broadcasts and physics classes nowadays?

Isn't this just asking for trouble?

Dad Ying, wouldn’t it be nice for you to show your face?

Xiu Yu couldn't understand, so he had to move closer to take a look.

This time's teaching was different from the previous biology lecture to the whole class. Ying Zijin wrote more and only spoke a few words occasionally.

After just a few minutes, Xiu Yu realized that she couldn't understand anything she saw and was dizzy from listening, so she didn't notice that the girl was speaking in a different voice.

She forced herself to cheer up: "Dad Ying, wait a minute, I'll give you a gift, this will attract more people."

The movement of the two did not disturb others.

It happens to be the self-study class for the second year of high school. Many students in Class 19 have gone out to play ball, so the class is very empty.

He Xun was in charge of today's duty. He came to Class 19 after checking other classes.

He hadn't expected Class 19 to study quietly, so he just stood at the back door and took a quick look.

The girl sat in the last row, holding her cell phone, looking casual and lazy.

A back view can easily catch people's attention.

He Xun's expression was very cold.

Last semester, when he was substituting for Teacher Deng, he asked her to study hard, but now he doesn't even want to talk about that nonsense.

Class 19 is indeed a decadent place.

He Xun was about to leave, but when his eyes swept across the draft paper on the table, he was stunned.

He saw a familiar physics formula.