Chapter 45 Grandpa supports you in kidnapping Old Zhong's granddaughter.
Indeed, it cannot be found.
Fu Yunshen lowered his peach blossom eyes and moved a little further away.
"Look at him, what good is his return? Grandpa is lying inside, his life hanging in the balance, and he's still on the phone flirting with women!" Upon seeing this, the second young master of the Fu family sneered, "Does he think Grandpa will wake up just because he's had a few drinks with some brothels?"
No one could understand why Old Master Fu doted on such a spoiled young master.
Every member of the Fu family and Fu Yunshen's generation is a prodigy.
Not to mention that the eldest grandson of the Fu family has already entered the circle of nobles in the capital, even those who are five or six years younger than Fu Yunshen have made tens of thousands of yuan just by playing around in the stock market.
But Fu Yunshen was idle and only knew about romance.
Old Master Fu is truly blind.
Fu Ershao's voice was quite loud; even though Fu Yunshen was some distance away, the person on the other end of the phone could hear it.
"How come you still have ties with them? I'm not saying this to be rude, but how dare they talk about you, the Fu family?"
If Fu Yunshen hadn't found him in time back then, would Old Master Fu have survived until now?
Fu Yunshen chuckled: "It's not for them."
“I know you only care about your grandfather. The medicine has been sent to you and will arrive in six hours. It’s a three-month supply.”
"So generous this time?"
"I took on a bounty mission to go to the no-man's land, so I won't be around for a while."
"Alright then." Fu Yunshen didn't ask any more questions. "I'm hanging up."
“You’ve been acting a bit off lately.” The voice on the other end hesitated. “You need to adjust yourself. Hypnotherapy isn’t a good solution.”
Fu Yunshen didn't say anything, just looked out the window.
The operating room lights were still red, scarlet like fire in the darkness.
The light didn't turn green until 1 a.m.
Several doctors wheeled Mr. Fu out of the operating room, bed and all, and transferred him to the ICU.
The Fu family members all gathered around, wanting to see what was going on.
But there were too many people, and in the end only Fu Mingcheng went in.
But he came out in less than three minutes.
"Your grandfather is calling you." Fu Mingcheng looked at his most useless son, quite annoyed. "Stop standing there admiring the scenery."
Fu Ershao asked incredulously, "Dad, even at a time like this, Grandpa is still thinking about him?"
On what grounds?
Everyone else's expression changed as well.
But since Old Master Fu had spoken, they couldn't say anything and could only watch Fu Yunshen go in.
In the ICU, Grandpa Fu was surprisingly in good spirits. When he saw people coming, he waved from his bed and said, "Xiao Qi, come here."
Fu Yunshen approached, bent down, and tucked the blanket around him: "What's wrong with you today?"
With the medication available, the illness shouldn't have occurred.
"It's an old problem," Old Master Fu said dismissively. "I'm used to it."
"Please don't develop this habit." Fu Yunshen raised his eyes calmly. "I have a weak heart and can't handle being startled."
Grandpa Fu pretended not to know: "A few days ago, Old Zhong called me."
"Your attempt to change the subject was rather unsuccessful."
"..."
"You're already angry with me the moment I woke up?" Old Master Fu glared at me. "Do you know what Old Man Zhong told me?"
"Um?"
"He asked me if I was trying to kidnap his granddaughter."
Fu Yunshen was checking the IV drip when he choked, a rare occurrence for him: "What?"
"I think it's a good idea." Grandpa Fu said smugly, "Little Qi, listen to your grandpa, you should kidnap his granddaughter, then make him so angry that he never let me win at chess before."
"..." Fu Yunshen finally understood. He pressed his temples and smiled helplessly, "Grandpa, that's not true. Yaoyao is just a little girl."
How can he have such thoughts about a young girl? Isn't he a beast?
"Who told you to do it now? Couldn't you wait until you're an adult?" Old Master Fu said, exasperated. "Your grandpa wasn't even twenty yet, and I'd already won over your grandma. You're just wasting your good looks."
"If word gets out, no one will believe you're my grandson."
Fu Yunshen said lazily, "My grandfather is really amazing. He fooled my grandmother with just his face."
Grandpa Fu slapped him on the head: "Bullshit, your grandpa has real skills."
Fu Yunshen simply smiled, his eyes gentle.
"Sigh, Grandpa's already this old, I don't have any more wishes, I just hope that you can let me hold my great-grandson before I die." Grandpa Fu murmured, "Now that you're married, Grandpa can rest easy..."
He was afraid that if he were gone one day, his grandson would go crazy.
So he can only take care of him as much as possible while he's still around.
**
The fact that Old Master Fu was hospitalized could not be kept secret, and within a few days, the news spread throughout Shanghai's elite circles.
Grandpa Zhong also went to the hospital for a visit, but when he came back, he just shook his head and didn't say much.
But as everyone knows, Old Master Fu probably doesn't have much time left.
Ying Zijing did the math and realized that the illness was indeed quite serious.
Because of the lack of suitable medicinal materials, the medicines she concocted were not very effective.
It can improve the health of ordinary people, but its effect on treating chronic diseases is negligible.
Without the medicinal herbs, there was nothing she could do.
She needs more money.
Ying Zijing lowered her eyes and tapped the table: "What are some ways to make money?"
"Hmm?" Xiu Yu was playing a game. "Dad Ying, are you short of money?"
"They're in short supply."
"How much do you need? I have some."
"No need," Ying Zijing shook her head slightly. "I can earn it myself."
"Okay, let me think..." Xiu Yu scratched his head, "How about watching the live stream?"
Ying Zijin raised an eyebrow: "Live broadcast?"
"This is it." Xiu Yu opened an app on his phone and showed it to her. "These days, live streamers make a lot of money. There are makeup artists, gamers, and mukbang streamers. You don't even need to show your face; you can sing if you want."
Ying Zijing said thoughtfully, "Let me see."
Five minutes later, a newly created account was logged into the Shark Live platform.
Xiu Yu asked curiously, "What do you choose? If you choose makeup, I can help you."
“It’s not makeup,” Ying Zijing said, taking out a stack of white paper and a pen.
These two tools left Xiu Yu completely bewildered.
Could it be painting?
Immediately afterwards, Xiu Yu saw the girl calmly choose a study area, put on her headphones, and start talking about physics.
Xiu Yu: "???"
No, who watches live streams of physics lessons these days?
Isn't this just asking for trouble?
Father Ying, wouldn't it be better to just show your face?
Xiu Yu couldn't understand, so he had to go over and take a look.
This teaching session was different from the previous biology lectures given to the whole class. Ying Zijing was just writing, and he would occasionally say a few words to her.
Just a few minutes later, Xiu Yu realized that she couldn't understand it either and was getting dizzy from listening. She forced herself to stay awake and said, "Father Ying, wait a minute, I'll send you a gift. That will help attract more people."
The two of them didn't disturb anyone else.
It's currently a self-study period for the second-year high school students, and many students from Class 19 have gone out to play basketball, so the classroom is quite empty.
He Xun was in charge of today's duty. He came to Class 19 after checking the other classes.
He hadn't expected Class 19 to study quietly; he had just glanced at them from the back door.
The girl sat in the last row, holding her phone, her posture casual and relaxed.
A mere glimpse of someone's back can easily capture someone's attention.
He Xun's expression, however, was indifferent.
Last semester, when he substituted for Teacher Deng, he would tell her to study hard, but now he doesn't want to say such nonsense.
Class 19 is indeed a decadent place.
He Xun was about to leave when his gaze swept over the draft paper on the table, and he paused for a moment.
He saw a familiar physics formula.
Grandpa Zhong: ? You and your grandson have no shame!
Grandpa Fu: What is a face? Can you eat it?
The male lead is still maintaining a degree of mystery for now.
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