Fu Lin understood that Ruan Chen already knew something.
The moment Ruan Chen started tracking his phone signal, someone on the other end reminded him whether he should block or cut it off.
Fu Lin refused.
He thought that if anything really happened to Jianzhi, Ruan Chen should also attend the final farewell ceremony as his family.
Fu Jianzhi's accident occurred during the matching process with Zhan Lu.
As the most perfect weapon in China, bar none, the ten famous swords each have their own unique characteristics.
For example, Qixing Longyuan is cunning, Chengying is honest and simple, Chun Jun likes pretty female human pilots, Chixiao is aloof, and Ganjiang is a chatterbox...
Zhanlu is known for its docility—only towards Fu Jianzhi.
Fu Jianzhi's mental strength level is level eight. Logically speaking, the Ten Famous Swordsmen wouldn't look down on him, but Fu Jianzhi's mental fluctuations are exactly the same as his mother's.
In a war that was never recorded in history, his mother sacrificed her mental network to bring Zhanlu back to China, creating a breach in the enemy's defenses.
In fact, at first, Fu Lin and everyone else thought that the one who inherited the fluctuations in his mother's mental network was Fu Chengrong, the eldest son of the Fu family. So, when faced with the choice between the two, Fu Lin chose his eldest son.
However, after Fu Jianzhi's disappearance, Zhanlu began to refuse Fu Chengrong's request to connect the mental network to his operating system.
Later, Cheng Ying's pilot temporarily suppressed Zhan Lu. The answer they received was that the reason Zhan Lu had allowed Fu Chengrong to connect before was because Fu Jianzhi was too weak. Zhan Lu wanted to use Fu Chengrong to practice and avoid accidentally injuring Fu Jianzhi in the future.
Later, Fu Jianzhi returned to Jingzhou. Although Zhanlu only recognized his spiritual network, Fu Jianzhi was not a naturally pure body and was not suitable to wield the Ten Famous Swords.
Therefore, Beijing University of Science and Technology tailored a training program for him, using artificial means to forcibly pull his mental strength to a level that was infinitely close to that of a fully purified body.
However, in the end, it can only be an infinite approximation.
When Zhanlu stopped restraining his power for the first time and the two sides attempted to match completely, Fu Jianzhi's mental network only matched with Zhanlu's system for thirty seconds. Before it could even break free, it collapsed due to overload.
Fu Lin pressed the ICU's call system, "I have a recording, please play it for Jian Zhi, it might be able to help him."
Ruan Chen made a second call to Duan Jingfu.
"Teacher, may I ask about Fu Jianzhi?"
After a long silence, Duan Jingfu replied, "I assure you, he will be fine."
Three days later, during English class, Ruan Chen received a message from Fu Lin.
"He's awake, and he wants to see you too."
Ruan Chen closed the book, stood up abruptly, apologized to the English teacher, and went to Zeng Han's office to ask for leave.
Zeng Han was touching up her makeup in front of the mirror when she took the leave slip from Zeng Han, tore it up without even looking at it, and threw it into the trash can. "No leave granted. Next time, apply three days in advance."
Ruan Chen is in a good mood today.
So she said gently, "Then I'll go and tell Principal Feng to inform you."
Zeng Han slammed her makeup mirror heavily on the table, her face contorted with embarrassment and a look of utter defeat on her face.
Ruan Chen lazily tossed out a "thank you, teacher, for granting me leave" and walked away without looking back.
The First Affiliated Hospital of Beijing University of Technology.
General ward.
Ruan Chen specially brought some gifts to visit, and she did it in a very proper manner.
Fu Lin, her eyes bloodshot from staying up all night, was sitting by her son's bedside, trying all sorts of ways to coax him to eat a few bites of food.
The recovery period for mental damage is very long, and the most obvious aftereffects are dizziness and nausea. The Fu family's chef prepared a variety of dishes, but Fu Jianzhi kept repeating the same two sentences.
"nausea."
"It looks disgusting."
The Fu family's cook was driven to despair.
Ruan Chen sat down with two plastic bags in her arms, and Fu Lin stood up to give her his seat.
She was also holding a bowl of nourishing porridge that she had tried to coax her to drink but couldn't.
Ruan Chen opened the plastic bag and took out a can of still-cold rice wine. "Take a couple of sips first."
Fu Lin wanted to stop him, saying not to drink anything cold or without nutrition, but then she thought that her son looked so listless that he probably wouldn't drink it anyway.
Then Fu Jianzhi, who had just felt nauseous at everything, drank half a can in one go. If Ruan Chen hadn't stopped him to slow down, it would probably have been empty by now.
"Want some grilled gluten? Isn't it too greasy? I didn't buy any roasted sweet potatoes; those are too sweet for you to eat right now. Can you get out of bed? There's a giant grilled sausage stall at the corner store that looks pretty good—crispy on the outside, tender on the inside, all starch with absolutely no meat..."
Fu Jianzhi rummaged through the two bags of snacks, picked out a bag of freeze-dried fruits and vegetables, her eyes were moist with anticipation, and she said in a soft voice, "Sis, I want to eat this, I've never had it before."
"I'll take it apart for you. I'll get the scissors later. They make it look nicer," Ruan Chen muttered as she rummaged through the drawer for scissors. "What kind of life do you live every day? Can't you go to the supermarket and buy things yourself? If you need money, just tell me and I'll transfer it to you."
Fu Lin: You didn't even taste the fruit platter that was oxidizing, young master, and now you're here pretending to be pitiful and not have eaten anything? How come I never noticed you were such a good actor before?
Under Fu Lin's complicated gaze, Fu Jianzhi ate another bag of potato chips, a box of yogurt, three bags of nuts, and two bags of seaweed sandwiches.
Every time she ate something, she would say, "Sis, this is so delicious, I've never eaten this before," and then watch Ruan Chen frantically unpacking the food with the eyes of a puppy waiting to be fed.
Fu Lin, with his back to the two of them, looked out the window with a troubled expression and sighed.
He was afraid that if he watched any longer, he would burst out laughing and embarrass his son.
When Ruan Chen left, she kept muttering to herself, indirectly cursing the Fu family to the extreme, as if Fu Jianzhi had suffered immensely in places she couldn't see.
Fu Jianzhi watched Ruan Chen walk out, heard the elevator doors close with a ding, and then jumped off the bed, knelt down next to the trash can, and vomited violently.
My hands were shaking from vomiting.
If Ruan Chen doesn't leave soon, he won't be able to continue acting.
Fu Lin only realized now that Fu Jianzhi's apparent happiness while eating was all an act.
"Jianzhi, why are you doing this?"
Fu Jianzhi took a while to catch his breath, and said in a hoarse voice, "I don't want her to worry too much. Didn't she seem very happy just now?"
He stood up on his own without waiting for Fu Lin's help, and walked unsteadily to the sink to turn on the tap. He coughed as he said, "She has had too many unpleasant things in her life. I hope that when she thinks of me, she will only feel happiness."
“If I hadn’t heard her voice that day, I might not have come back. If I had died, someone else would have taken my place,” Fu Jianzhi said quietly, looking at his pale reflection in the water. “Thinking about this, my heart is truly breaking.”
Fu Lin was startled by the almost manic possessiveness that his son inadvertently revealed in his tone for a moment.
How could he have such a thought?
The next second, Fu Jianzhi had already regained his composure and said, "Dad, I feel like I'm doing alright right now. Let's contact the professor for a mental strength assessment."
After Ruan Chen left the hospital, it was almost time for evening self-study. She was too lazy to go back and stay for those few hours, so she simply went home.
She arrived at the door of her rented apartment and, from three meters away, keenly sensed that something was amiss.
The door was ajar, and the lock showed signs of being forcibly broken.
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