Chapter 134
Fu Tingyuan's bedroom.
He lay in bed, tossing and turning, unable to sleep.
What is liking, what is love, and what kind of feelings are there between husband and wife?
He and Jin Chaochao jumped into marriage too quickly without any emotional foundation.
Does he love her or not?
At this moment, Fu Tingyuan's cell phone on the bedside table rang.
He picked it up and raised his eyebrows slightly when he saw it was an unfamiliar number.
His cell phone number is only known to acquaintances, so who could it be that is a stranger calling?
He answered the call and heard a strange and gentle female voice.
"Mr. Fu, long time no see!" Meng Shuya leaned against the floor-to-ceiling window and looked at the bustling city. The neon lights at night light up the earth. Viewed from a high vantage point, the sparks look like the Milky Way falling into the human world.
Fu Tingyuan raised his eyebrows, "Meng Shuya!"
"I'm glad you still remember me." Meng Shuya smiled. "I'm back home. Can we meet?"
Fu Tingyuan did not answer.
Meng Shuya has not appeared in his memory for a long time.
It was so long that he almost forgot he even knew this woman.
When he was in college, there was a beautiful girl who would always appear and show concern for him whenever he was feeling down.
At that time, he did think she was pretty good.
But now thinking back, she really couldn't be more ordinary.
"Mr. Fu? Are you still there?" Meng Shuya asked.
Fu Tingyuan said in a cold tone, "I'm busy!"
He hung up the phone indifferently.
He could only describe Meng Shuya as familiar.
Meng Shuya held the hung up phone in her hand, her face dark.
Fu Tingyuan is dead?
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The next day, Jin Chaochao found that Fu Tingyuan didn't look well, as if he didn't sleep well at night.
She was very curious, "Mr. Fu, do you need some calming tea?"
"Thank you, ma'am. That's not necessary!" Fu Tingyuan refused and hurried out.
This time he had no intention of waiting for Jin Chaochao.
Jin Chaochao didn't understand why he was unhappy.
Today Fu Tingyuan arranged for a doctor to examine Huo Zheng's hand.
Jin Chaochao brought Yan's mother to the yard where Huo Zheng lived before the doctor arrived.
After the doctor's examination, he finally confirmed, "Mrs. Fu, this hand is useless. There is basically no need for rehabilitation."
Under the osmanthus tree in the yard, the doctor spoke frankly.
Jin Chaochao raised her eyebrows. She didn't expect that an expert doctor would say that.
Huo Zheng was standing at the door and eavesdropping, but he already had the answer in his mind.
When he was just injured, he was still the eldest son of the Huo family.
The Huo family also tried their best to find an expert doctor for him.
This hand of his has long been sentenced to death.
After seeing the doctor off, Jin Chaochao came to Huo Zheng and looked at him standing there calmly, unperturbed.
She sighed, "You know everything?"
Huo Zheng raised his head, his eyes calm, "Well, it's okay. I still have my left hand!"
He has a solid musical foundation and as long as he practices diligently, he can play beautiful music with his left hand.
Jin Chaochao looked at the persistence in his eyes and shook her head. "Why don't you try to let it go, let go of the past, let go of your dreams, and live a good life first. Only when you live a good life can you go further."
"Music is not just about playing the violin. You can also compose music, write lyrics, and be a contributor behind the scenes. Huo Zheng, you have talent and there are thousands of paths for you to take." Jin Chaochao was dressed in noble attire, standing there so gently.
Huo Zheng could not deny that her words were always so warm, making people suddenly enlightened and their eyes suddenly become clear.
"I know!"
Jin Chaochao pulled his right hand, closed her eyes, gathered spiritual power at her fingertips, and carefully sensed his injuries.
There are steel nails in my arm, the bone cracks have not yet fully healed, and the ligaments are permanently damaged.
No wonder the doctors said there was no hope.
Jin Chaochao wants to try out the mysterious techniques of Xuanmen.
Unexpectedly, as soon as her power touched Huo Zheng's body, a dark force bounced her back.
Jin Chaochao was not prepared at the time. She only felt something hit her head hard. Her eyes turned black and she fainted.
Yan's mother quickly supported her.
Huo Zheng didn't know what was going on. His eyes went dark, his head hurt badly, and he fell to the ground.
Mother Yan grabbed one in each hand and ordered the two servants who were following them to carry them back to the room.
She first took Jin Chaochao's pulse and then did some examination.
His life was not in danger, but he was definitely injured. As for why, she couldn't tell.
Huo Zheng's symptoms are exactly the same as Jin Chaochao's.
Yan's mother brought some thousand-year-old ginseng slices and asked the two of them to hold them in their mouths.
After some hesitation, she decided to call Fu Tingyuan to report.
"Son-in-law, the young lady suddenly fainted while examining Huo Zheng." Mother Yan's voice was full of worry.
Fu Tingyuan was working peacefully. Hearing this, he immediately stood up from his chair and asked, "What's the situation? Have you asked a doctor to take a look?"
Yan's mother quickly explained, "It is estimated that he was attacked by the backlash of the dark power and his soul was hurt. But don't worry, sir, his life will not be in danger. I just don't know when he will wake up!"
Fu Tingyuan was anxious, "Let me go over and take a look. Are you in the Fu Mansion?"
"Yes!"
Fu Tingyuan didn't think twice and told the driver to come here as quickly as possible.
Jin Chaochao lay on the bed, covered with a quilt, with her eyes closed and her breathing shallow.
Yan's mother stood by and watched.
Fu Tingyuan took the doctor into the bedroom, "No signs of waking up yet?"
Yan's mother shook her head.
Fu Tingyuan walked forward and took Jin Chaochao's hand.
Her warm little hands were as soft as boneless, and she was as quiet as a sleeping kitten in her coma.
He had never seen her so weak. His heart began to feel uneasy and his eyes felt sore from the pain.
It was not until this moment that he realized that he had cared about her so much since he didn't know when.
The thought of her being in danger made him so nervous that his thoughts became a mess, his palms became sweaty, and his mind went blank.
"Mr. Fu, I'm here!" At this time, Fu Tingyuan's personal doctor came over.
Fu Tingyuan quickly gave up his seat and let him examine Jin Chaochao again.
After the doctor finished the examination, he frowned and said, "Madam is not only healthy, but also full of energy and blood, and her pulse is strong. She doesn't look like someone who would fall into a coma. Why don't we go to the hospital for a full-body examination to see what's wrong..."
"Okay, I got it." Fu Tingyuan finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Yan's mother just said that Jin Chaochao might have been suddenly attacked by dark forces, causing her to fall into a coma.
There's no way to explain this kind of thing, and going to the hospital is just a waste of time.
Fu Tingyuan sent the doctor away.
Although the doctor's words were useless, he felt relieved after hearing what he said.
"Mom Yan, go make a cup of tea. I'll just watch her here." Fu Tingyuan ordered.
Seeing how nervous he was about Jin Chaochao, Yan's mother was very satisfied with him and turned around to make tea.
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