Soon a man who looked to be in his early twenties also strode in:
"Xiaoxue, my dad is sick. Why didn't you take him to the hospital? What are you doing here? You're being ridiculous!"
After the man finished speaking, he went straight up to help Fu Zhuoyun, intending to take him to the hospital.
"Dad, look at the state you've become! We need to get to the hospital right away!"
When he got home, he heard that his father had suddenly fallen into a coma and been taken away by his cousin.
I only found out after calling that she had actually gone to some kind of resort.
This girl is being ridiculous. What era are we living in? Why is she still indulging in feudal superstitions?
"Let go, you brat, what do you know? I'm not going anywhere!" Fu Zhuoyun cursed, panting heavily.
“Brother, you don’t know, Uncle’s problem is not an ordinary illness. The hospital can’t cure him. Only Master Fang can save him.”
Fu Xue grabbed Fu Wenjie's hand and said urgently.
Her uncle had been unconscious the whole way, and only woke up when they arrived here.
We can't let my older brother make him continue to pass out.
"What master or not, isn't that funny? My dad is clearly sick, it would be strange if you brought him here, okay?"
Fu Wenjie could hardly bear to think about what his father and sister had said; the two of them seemed to be bewitched.
Instead of taking people to the hospital when they are sick, they bring them to the resort.
Is this place truly capable of providing treatment, or is it just a bunch of con artists? Do they think he's an idiot?
“Don’t talk nonsense if you don’t know. I am indeed entangled by something. I came here to ask a master to save my life. I’m not going to the hospital,” Fu Zhuoyun refused.
He sensed the difference here when he woke up, and now that his body is no longer leaking air, he naturally cannot leave this place easily.
Moreover, he went to the hospital a few days ago to check on this problem, but the hospital could not find anything about it, nor could they treat it.
"dad?"
Fu Wenjie looked at his father, who seemed to be possessed, and couldn't believe that his wise and decisive father had suddenly become like this.
“Brother, just because you haven’t seen it doesn’t mean it doesn’t exist. If you want your uncle to be well, then stop talking about going to the hospital. The hospital can’t cure it.”
If she hadn't seen the small wooden sword in her uncle's hand burn halfway down with sparks, she would have also intended to take him to the hospital.
"Are you really not sick?"
How come you look like this after just a few days?
He then looked around, before finally turning to Fang Yuan with a cold expression:
"Boss, did you do something to my dad and the others? Or did you drug them? You'd better get them back to normal right now, or don't blame me for being ruthless!"
Fu Wenjie looked at Fang Yuan with a bad expression. He even suspected that this person might be the head of some kind of pyramid scheme.
That's why he was able to brainwash his father and sister so quickly...
"Pfft~"
Fang Yuan was absolutely amused by this guy:
“I just opened today. What do you think I can do to them? This is just a resort with clearly marked prices. You are welcome to leave anytime.”
"Besides, which eye of yours saw that I did anything to them?"
Why does this heir of the Fu family seem a bit silly? She's really curious about how he grew up.
Fu Xue looked at her mentally challenged older brother and almost rolled her eyes inwardly, unable to help but speak up:
"Brother, do you think Uncle and I are fools? Besides, Fang Yuan is the daughter of the Fang Group, and her uncle is Mu Qingyan of the Mu Group. Does she lack this little bit of money?"
Perhaps my uncle shouldn't have sent this guy abroad to study in the first place.
When this person came back, he was in a daze, thinking that the God of Wealth in his home was just feudal superstition.
She even suspected that he might have been brainwashed when he went out!
Fang Yuan glanced at Fu Zhuoyun, then spoke up to remind him:
"Regardless of what you think now, given your father's condition, if he leaves my manor now, he won't live more than three days. Are you sure you want to try?"
She was telling the truth. If this person left this place, that thing would immediately drain his life force twice as much.
Let alone three days, being able to last even one day would be amazing.
"Tch, you're just bragging. You might as well quit running a resort and start flying a helicopter instead," Fu Wenjie sneered.
He didn't believe a single word Fang Yuan said.
She's a rich young lady; this is practically a remnant of feudal superstition.
"Shut up! I'm not going to the hospital right now. You either stay here or get out!" Fu Zhuoyun took a few deep breaths and cursed.
He is too weak right now and needs to rest.
The key issue was that he was terrified when he recalled the feeling of life slipping away before he fell into a coma.
"Brother, Uncle is in real danger. Please don't cause any more trouble. Did you see the wooden sword on Uncle's body? It was damaged by some bad thing earlier."
“Go back if you’re free. If you’re worried about your uncle, stay with him for one night.”
Fu Xue offered a few words of advice, then continued to help Fu Zhuoyun prepare to rest.
She still hasn't caught her breath after today's events!
"That wooden sword is just a smokescreen. It's one thing for you to do those things all the time, but now that we're in a life-or-death situation, why do you still have to believe in these things? Can't you believe in science and trust the doctors?"
Fu Wenjie couldn't understand it either, since his father had always been very superstitious.
Even now, she still stubbornly refuses to go to the hospital.
Having a father like that must be a real headache for him, okay?
"Butler, take us to rest!" Fu Zhuoyun turned to the butler beside him.
This son has become stupid from studying too much, so he doesn't bother arguing with him.
"Yes, esteemed guest, this way please!" Butler Shi Fei was about to step forward to help.
Seeing his stubborn father, Fu Wenjie couldn't help but step forward to support him.
"Alright, Dad, let me help you. I'll stay with you tonight, okay?"
Since his father couldn't persuade him to leave, he would stay with him.
He'll stay with him tonight, ready to take him to the hospital if the problem gets serious.
"Distinguished guests, this way please!" Shi Fei said warmly, leading the three of them inside.
He didn't expect anyone to come so late.
But the fact that he checked in meant he would get a commission, so he was happy!
"We're going to rest now, see you tomorrow, Yuanyuan!" Fu Xue turned and greeted Fang Yuan before following her.
"Okay!" Fang Yuan smiled and saw the person off, secretly rolling his eyes in his heart.
She turned around, grabbed a room key, and went up to the top floor; she had a room there too.
After a long day, Fang Yuan washed up and went to bed early. She had also planted two calming and soothing plants on the balcony of her upstairs room.
I was already exhausted after a long day, and with the help of these plants, I almost fell asleep the moment my head hit the pillow.
In the courtyard downstairs, without the feeling of being touched and entangled, Chen Han finally relaxed.
She slept well with Luo Binbin.
But on the Fu family's side, to be precise, it's that idiot Fu Wenjie.
I kept trying to persuade my dad to go to the hospital.
After all, his father had only been gone for a few days, but he looked like he had aged ten years.
He wouldn't feel at ease if he didn't go to the hospital to see a doctor.
It's just a pity that Fu Zhuoyun, who finally managed to get some sleep, was being nagged by this guy.
Finally, he got annoyed and kicked him to the ground.
Not only did I sprain my ankle, but I also bumped my forehead.
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