"It's been several days now, is Mr. Fu still staying by his bedside?"
"Yes, ever since Miss Song came out of the operating room, he has been staying by her side without eating, drinking or sleeping. I think if this continues, he will have problems before Miss Song wakes up."
Do you think Miss Song can wake up?
"Hopefully he'll wake up, otherwise, young Mr. Fu..."
Outside the ward, the hushed conversation abruptly stopped, and then the two sighed as if they had thought of something.
The two are Fu Wenzhou's secretary He Lin and assistant Chen Shu.
Chen Shu had been dispatched to a subsidiary for half a year. This time, Song Qingyou had an accident and Fu Wenzhou abandoned the company, so he hurriedly returned.
In the past few days, Chen Shu had learned about the relationship between Fu Wenzhou and Song Qingyou from He Lin. However, despite being somewhat prepared, he was still shocked to see his young boss Fu refusing to eat or drink.
"I'll go in and try to persuade them again." Chen Shu was still a little worried. "You go back to the company and keep an eye on things. Hold off on any urgent documents that need to be reviewed and signed, and I'll deal with them when I get back."
Now that Fu Wenzhou is neglecting company affairs, Chen Shu has become the backbone of everyone. He Lin said, "Okay, I understand."
After He Lin left, Chen Shu subconsciously slowed his steps and pushed open the ward door to go inside.
The room was bright and spotless, with the instruments on the bedside table beeping intermittently.
On the snow-white hospital bed, the person lying there seemed to be simply asleep, peaceful. However, she was wearing an oxygen tube, and her face was so pale it was almost transparent, making her dark eyebrows and eyes appear even more striking.
However, her lips were bloodless, and at first glance, she looked like a broken doll.
Fu Wenzhou sat by the hospital bed, holding her hand, staring blankly at the person on the bed, his eyes bloodshot, his whole being showing a bewildered and helpless expression.
As Chen Shu walked over, he instantly turned around and glared at him, his eyes filled with murderous intent.
Chen Shu quickly replied, "It's me, Xiao Fu."
Fu Wenzhou looked away, and when he spoke, his voice was very hoarse: "Keep your voice down, don't disturb her."
At this moment, Chen Shu even slowed his breathing.
All the words of comfort he wanted to say were stuck in his throat, and he couldn't say them at all.
Fu Wenzhou, in this state, probably doesn't need anyone to persuade him.
He had lost his reason and composure. Chen Shu even felt that if he dared to tell him that Miss Song wouldn't wake up for a while and that he should go and rest, he might be torn to shreds in a heartbeat.
In the end, he only said, "You can stay with Ms. Song without worry. I'll take care of the company."
Fu Wenzhou remained silent, staring intently at Song Qingyou on the bed.
I don't know if he heard it or not, or maybe he heard it but didn't care, or maybe from beginning to end his eyes and heart were only on Song Qingyou and he didn't hear what anyone else was saying.
Chen Shu finally couldn't hold back and advised, "President Fu, why don't you eat something and rest? If Miss Song knew that you were ruining your health like this, she would feel bad too."
Perhaps it was the words "Miss Song" that provoked Fu Wenzhou. His eyes rolled around numbly, and he said hoarsely, "If she cared about me, she should open her eyes and order me to eat and rest."
His tone sounded as if he was about to cry, and Chen Shu couldn't bear to look any longer, so he quietly left.
With a click, the door closed gently, and the entire ward instantly fell into a deathly silence once more.
Fu Wenzhou felt inexplicably panicked. He stood up anxiously and helplessly, looked at the instrument monitoring Song Qingyou's vital signs, and then carefully pressed his ear to her chest.
After listening for a long time, he was finally convinced that there was still a heartbeat there, and then he relaxed.
He sat back down.
Then he just stared blankly at Song Qingyou.
He didn't even dare to blink, afraid that if he blinked, he would miss the moment she opened her eyes.
Fu Wenzhou held her hand tightly, forcefully yet carefully, afraid of hurting her, and afraid that she would disappear from his grasp.
"Youyou, please open your eyes and look at your puppy, okay?"
He spoke almost pleadingly, like a large dog whimpering desperately beside its owner.
The bruises on Song Qingyou's neck had not completely faded, which looked particularly shocking against her fair skin.
The scene from that day kept haunting him. Whenever he closed his eyes, he would see her lying silently on the sofa, her clothes disheveled.
Crimson blood hung from the corner of his mouth, and he looked as if he would shatter at the slightest touch.
So he dared not close his eyes.
He always felt that she would open her eyes at any moment, and she could scold him or despise him, as long as she could wake up and see him alive.
"Youyou, if you don't wake up, I'm going to kill Fu Tingshen. I'll chop him up and feed him to the dogs, so everyone will know that I killed him..."
"I'll become a murderer and go to jail. Can you bear to see me become like that?"
“Youyou…”
Don't you want me anymore?
However, no matter what he said, the person in the hospital bed remained unmoved.
She was so quiet, as if her soul had been ripped away, as if she would never return.
Fu Wenzhou carefully took her hand, and couldn't help but get up again to press his ear against her chest to listen...
He was agitated and violent, desperate and fearful, with only the faint sound of his heartbeat offering him a sliver of comfort.
He had repeated this action countless times in recent days, each time he stood up with trepidation, and each time he sat down with a mixture of despair and relief.
Doctors came and went, he had gathered everyone who could save her, but he always got the same answer.
"We can only wait for a miracle."
He didn't know which day it was when he heard someone say that.
He got up and rushed over, grabbed the other person's clothes and started punching him repeatedly!
"Who gave you permission to curse her? You're not allowed to curse her!"
He beat the other person like a madman, and everyone rushed over in a panic to pull him away.
However, even among a dozen people, not a single one could pull him away.
Seeing that he was about to beat someone to death, the doctor had no choice but to give him a sedative.
Fearing he would go crazy if he woke up and couldn't see Song Qingyou, they arranged for him to have his hospital bed next to Song Qingyou's.
He can see her as soon as he wakes up.
Everyone thought that CEO Fu had gone mad.
As Song Qingyou remained unconscious for longer and longer, he seemed to recognize no one but Song Qingyou; his eyes were only on that one person.
Even Chen Shu couldn't get close.
Gu Bai and the others came and went without saying a word.
As Fu Wenzhou's friends, they knew clearly what Song Qingyou meant to Fu Wenzhou, and Song Qingyou's collapse also took away his soul.
In order to wake Song Qingyou up and to prevent Fu Wenzhou from becoming a complete madman, they did everything they could to find the best doctors from all over the world to treat Song Qingyou.
But there was no progress.
Just like the doctor who was nearly beaten to death by Fu Wenzhou said, perhaps we can only wait for a miracle.
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