Chapter 116 End
"How could she blow herself up? Does this woman want to ruin A Yu's career?" Ling Xiuzhu screamed in the car, the tablet in her hand was playing Fu Mingshuang's program.
"Madam..." Secretary Jiang, who was sitting in the passenger seat, turned around and said to Ling Xiuzhu, "I just received news that the young master has divorced Miss Fu."
"Divorced? Are you sure?"
"Yes, I've confirmed it with the Civil Affairs Department. So don't worry, Miss Fu's words and actions will not affect the young master."
Ling Xiuzhu narrowed her eyes and stared at the screen.
The woman held up her mental illness record and spoke calmly and confidently:
"This is a psychiatric report you and my father, acting as guardians of a minor, issued for me three days before my 18th birthday. The report clearly shows that I only spent three days in your hospital..."
"During these three days, I didn't participate in any of your treatments. After three days, the hospital deemed my treatment complete and approved my discharge. You're an expert in this area. What kind of results do you think three days of treatment can achieve?"
Zhou Shihong kept his lips tightly closed and said nothing.
Fu Mingshuang continued to list the materials in her hand: "This is the psychological consultation I received in Hong Kong Island in July of the same year. The assessment in it can indirectly prove that I did not suffer from any mental illness during that period. What do you think about this matter, Dean Zhou?"
Zhou Shihong's face turned pale, and he said ambiguously, "Things like this are indeed subjective. Different institutions will have different appraisals, but this doesn't mean our hospital has engaged in medical malpractice."
There was a burst of boos from the audience.
Fu Mingshuang smiled, closed the documents in her hand, looked at Zhou Shihong and said, "Of course, I'm not an expert, so I can't say you're at fault. But I'm here to appeal to everyone with my personal experience..."
Fu Mingshuang turned to the camera and said, "I hope everyone will focus on the phenomenon of minors being abused for mental illness treatment, and avoid using mental illness as an excuse or a cover to make people afraid of the disease, while affecting those who truly need treatment."
After he finished speaking, the place fell into complete silence.
Suddenly, a crisp "pa pa" sound came from the corner of the audience, and the man in the baseball cap applauded.
It was like a tear was opened and a flood gushed out. More and more people began to applaud, and finally the applause spread throughout the studio.
Fu Mingshuang slowly stood up and tilted her head slightly. A beam of light from the overhead downlight fell directly on her delicate face...
The light yellow hue is like a beam of light left by the sun in the darkness.
Fu Mingshuang cast her eyes towards the corner, across a distance. After a moment, she returned to the camera and spoke in a steady voice, "Today's program ends here. This is 'Different Voices'. I'm your host, Fu Mingshuang. I look forward to seeing you next time."
The camera lights went out and the audience began to leave.
Zhou Shihong took off his headset and said viciously:
"Killing one thousand enemies and injuring eight hundred of your own—what good will that do you? It's difficult to overturn the old medical records, unless the attending physician who signed the document admits his fault. But psychology and physiology are different, so who can prove who is right and who is wrong? Now everyone knows your secret, pointing fingers at you, and it will become a stain on your life from now on..."
"Stain? What stain?" Fu Mingshuang sneered and interrupted him. "It was you people who tore my dignity apart. I once thought about throwing it away, but then I figured it out. It's like a dirty piece of clothing. Even if it's tattered, I will still wear it..."
"Because it's the clothes that are torn, not me, Fu Mingshuang."
Zhou Shihong was speechless, slumped dejectedly under the spotlight. Fu Mingshuang glanced at him and walked into the backstage in her high heels.
Fang Lan rushed over with the application that Fu Mingshuang had submitted to the station before going on stage, and scolded him:
"Why are you applying for a transfer again? You were the one who begged and pleaded to be transferred to the livelihood line in the first place, so what are you doing now? Do you only work in one field and then retire?!"
Fu Mingshuang took off her headset and handed it to the staff member, saying calmly, "A friend once advised me to make a difference in the world. I can't be a doctor saving lives, nor can I be a soldier defending my country, so what can I do in this industry?"
Fu Mingshuang smiled at Fang Lan. "It's just about sharing some of the voices from the corner with the public. My friend in heaven will surely be very pleased."
***
The flight is early tomorrow morning. Lu Shiyu packed his luggage and took off the ring around his neck in front of the mirror.
At this time, the doorbell rang.
It definitely wasn't her who rang the doorbell.
Lu Shiyu went to open the door and saw his mother Ling Xiuzhu.
Before she could even stand firmly in the room, she launched into a powerful attack: "Two years ago, you said it wasn't good to get divorced right after getting married, so I endured it. Now that I've finally divorced and gotten rid of that vixen, and my career is booming, you're turning down the position of Foreign Affairs Spokesperson?! It's a position that so many people spend their entire lives working to get into!"
Lu Shiyu's eyes were dull as he walked into the house indifferently: "I want to be sent abroad."
Ling Xiuzhu followed him, chattering non-stop: "Our Lu family's influence is all in the country, what are you doing going out there alone? To gild yourself? I don't need you to gild yourself. If you want to gild yourself, why not find some good countries? You chose to go to such a turbulent small country! This is no different from being demoted. What are you doing there? You are the eldest grandson of the Lu family!"
Lu Shiyu stopped and turned around: "But I am also a citizen of this country and a public servant of the people. Isn't that what my grandfather said in the video he recorded for netizens?"
"You! Are you deliberately trying to annoy me? Everyone knows that's just empty talk! It doesn't count!"
"But now the whole country is watching me, the eldest grandson of the Lu family, to see if I have carried out the original intention of the Lu family."
"Lu Shiyu! I can't control you at all now, right?" Ling Xiuzhu was a little overwhelmed and pulled at his collar: "Ever since you met that witch, you are no longer my son."
Lu Shiyu grabbed her hand and moved it away: "Maybe it was you, mother, who was wrong before."
"What do you mean?"
Lu Shiyu withdrew his gaze, picked up the apple on the coffee table with one hand, picked up the fruit knife on the fruit plate with the other, and asked Ling Xiuzhu:
"Mom, would you like an apple?"
"I'm talking to you. What are you eating?!" Ling Xiuzhu dropped the apple.
Then all that was left in her son's hand was a knife.
Lu Shiyu gave a bitter laugh, playing with the knife in his hand and said, "But mother, if it weren't for Fu Mingshuang, your son might not be in this world long ago."
"What did you say?!" Ling Xiuzhu said sternly.
"Here, I once wanted to cut it down." Lu Shiyu held the knife and gestured at his wrist.
"But just as I was about to slash, Fu Mingshuang rushed in. She put away my knife and told me that even if the world is broken, I can still survive. She took me to treatment, gave me light, and encouraged me to live for myself."
Lu Shiyu put down the knife in his hand, stepped forward and hugged the stunned Ling Xiuzhu.
"Goodbye, Mom. I'm going my own way now."
***
Vanuatu is a desert country with constant unrest and occasional truces.
There has been sandstorms in the past few days, and the whole city is gray and yellow.
Lu Shiyu walked into a restaurant and shook the dust off his jacket.
When the boss saw it was him, he greeted him warmly in the local language.
Lu Shiyu sat at the bar with familiarity, ordered a beer, lit a black cigarette, and looked through the restaurant glass at the endless dark yellow outside.
His originally fair face had a layer of wheat color, making his features look more calm and sharp, and he finally lost his youthfulness.
In the distance, a pickup truck drove up in the dust and stopped in front of the restaurant.
A woman got out of the car. She was wearing sunglasses, a neutral camouflage uniform, and her hair was casually tied in a ponytail, looking a little messy.
She walked into the restaurant and saw that the only empty seat was next to Lu Shiyu, so she walked over, took off her heavy backpack, and sat down.
The woman saw that he was wearing a unique ring on his little finger, but the style did not look like a wedding ring.
"Are you single?" the woman asked him.
"Divorced." Lu Shiyu replied.
"What a coincidence, me too." The woman also ordered a beer like Lu Shiyu and started drinking it.
Lu Shiyu: "Why did you get divorced?"
The woman raised her eyes and glanced at him. Her makeup-free eyes were very clear, and she said frankly: "Because I love him."
Lu Shiyu pondered for a while, looked at the woman in front of him, and said:
"Coincidentally, me too."
"So, are you planning to get back together with your ex-wife?" The woman tucked her hair behind her ears and looked at Lu Shiyu with her chin in her hand.
"I've been waiting for her to come and claim it."
"What a coincidence! I'm waiting for him too. After all, I'm the eldest daughter, and being too proactive would lose my status."
Lu Shiyu raised the corners of his lips, straightened up, extended his hand to the woman, and introduced himself like a peacock spreading its tail:
"Republic, Diplomatic Ambassador, Lu Shiyu."
The woman glanced at him and then took his hand.
"Imperial Capital Television, war correspondent, Fu Mingshuang."
"War correspondent?" Lu Shiyu raised his eyebrows.
"One is what the heart desires, and the other is... the husband sings and the wife follows."
"The husband sings and the wife follows..." Lu Shiyu only heard the last four words and repeated them playfully.
He took off his ancestral ring, put it on her ring finger, and said with a smile:
"How fortunate, my lady."
Lu Shiyu lowered his head and kissed Fu Mingshuang.
[End of Text]
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The following extra chapters: Make up for the sweetness of eating meat, then the IF line (if Fu Mingshuang was born in the sun, what would happen to her and Lu Shiyu), Shen Ni Nian Jiusi (maybe)
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