Chapter 945: Once You See My Face, You Will Want to Fall in Love with Me
Huo Cifeng blurted out these words and immediately regretted it.
This question seems too narcissistic.
If the other party doesn't have this idea, it would be too embarrassing.
"I was just kidding."
Huo Cifeng used an awkward laugh to lighten the mood, "Where did you stop eating? You haven't even finished your porridge yet!"
Fu Yidu: "Yes."
"You see, my memory is really good! I just remember that I haven't had the porridge yet. What kind of porridge did you buy?"
Huo Cifeng fumbled around with his fingers: "Where's the spoon? I can drink the porridge by myself."
Fu Yindu: "What I just answered was your original question. It has nothing to do with drinking porridge."
Huo Cifeng: "..."
If it has nothing to do with drinking porridge, then it has something to do with soaking me?
Huo Cifeng's cheeks turned red uncontrollably.
He turned sideways and coughed lightly, not knowing how to answer for a moment.
It was clearly he who brought up this topic, but now he is at a loss as to what to do.
Huo Cifeng's mind was in a mess. He moved his lips for a long time before he managed to utter a word: "I want to drink porridge."
Fu Yindu brought the spoon to his mouth: "The porridge is just hot enough, open your mouth."
Huo Cifeng opened his mouth obediently,
This time, he ate whatever Fu Yindu fed him, without saying a word.
After dinner,
Huo Cifeng lay on the bed with his eyes closed,
In fact, he couldn't sleep, but he felt embarrassed to keep his eyes open, so he just pretended to sleep.
There are floating footsteps,
It should be Fu Yindu walking.
There was a noisy sound, very much like dragging.
Huo Cifeng couldn't help but ask, "Brother Fu, what are you doing?"
"Set up the accompanying bed."
Fu Yindu made the bed and put down the bedding and pillows.
Huo Cifeng was blind and did not see Secretary Lin's shocked look at the ward door.
After Fu Yindu had packed everything up, he walked out of the ward.
He winked at Secretary Lin and walked towards the stairwell.
The stairwell is very quiet at night.
Fu Yindu handed over the suit jacket and said, "Take the clothes home. You won't need them here."
Secretary Lin hurriedly took it and placed it carefully on his elbow.
"Mr. Fu, Mayor Zhao's promotion banquet is tomorrow, what do you think..."
"I'll call him and explain the situation. There's always a chance we'll meet in the future."
Secretary Lin was shocked by Fu Yindu's answer.
Mr. Fu actually turned down such an important banquet for a man.
"Mr. Fu, this is Mayor Zhao's promotion banquet, so it's not appropriate to postpone it to another day."
"There's nothing inappropriate about it. There's no need for these complicated formalities between Lao Zhao and me."
Fu Yindu recalled his recent itinerary: "It's not a very important matter, so there's no need to report it to me. Let the company's vice president handle it on his own."
Secretary Lin hesitated, "Mr. Fu, the company has many matters waiting for your decision."
"The company continued to operate even when I was not here."
Fu Yindu frowned: "Why is it not working now?"
Secretary Lin didn't dare to say anything else.
Fu Yindu: "Have you contacted all the doctors for tomorrow's consultation?"
Secretary Lin: "Everyone has been notified. They said the medical team will arrive at the hospital on time at 9 o'clock tomorrow."
"Don't spread what happened at the hospital."
Fu Yindu curled his lips in self-deprecation: "I don't know if I can catch him. If I can't catch him, and the whole city knows about it, where will I put my face?"
It was his first time chasing someone, and Fu Yindu didn’t want to end up in failure.
If love is a tough battle, what he wants is victory.
"With your conditions, anyone who is liked by you must be very lucky."
Secretary Lin was not complimenting Fu Daodu,
His words came completely from the heart.
As the youngest provincial party secretary ever, Fu Yindu has received many honors.
Even after retiring from politics, he still has a high reputation and achievements in the business world.
There are countless people who want to have a relationship with him, but Fu Yindu never gets involved in relationships.
Now that he cares so much about someone, Secretary Lin feels from the bottom of his heart that the seemingly ordinary man in the ward must have had great fortune.
When Fu Yindu returned to the ward, he found that Huo Cifeng had fallen asleep.
The little head was tilted on the pillow, with the lower jaw hidden in the quilt, leaving only half of the face exposed.
The sleeping posture looks casual and comfortable.
Fu Yindu sat down beside the bed.
Thinking about what happened tonight, he found that Huo Cifeng did not show any melancholy or sadness from beginning to end.
If you can't see, just sit still. Stretch out your hand when you want an injection. Open your mouth when you want to take medicine.
I won't blame others, I won't feel sorry for myself, and I won't worry about whether to live or die.
Fu Yindu doesn't want to compare.
But I still couldn't help but think of Fu Yusui, the nominal adopted son.
He still inherited the habits of a dandy young man, being idle and spoiled, willful and unreasonable.
He looks about the same age as Huo Cifeng.
How come there is such a big difference?
Is it because your family gives you too much and you are spoiled?
Fu Yindu pulled the quilt for Huo Cifeng, gently placed his hand with the IV needle into the quilt, touched his hair, and then returned to the accompanying bed.
Huo Cifeng slept well that night.
He woke up when the nurse came to tidy up the ward in the morning.
I opened my eyes and saw the familiar darkness.
Huo Cifeng sighed in his heart,
How long will this blindness last?
Is it going to be like this forever?
A pair of hands supported his arms, and the man's steady and powerful voice came over: "Do you want to get out of bed?"
"Yeah, I want to go to the bathroom to wash up."
Huo Cifeng was carried to the bathroom.
He leaned against the man's broad chest, his cheeks beginning to flush.
"Brother Fu, can you stop hugging me all the time?"
Fu Yindu: "Don't like it?"
"I just feel... a little awkward."
Huo Cifeng did not dislike Fu Yindu's touch, but rather liked it very much.
He was afraid that this liking would gradually turn into dependence.
What will he do if the day comes when he can no longer live without this man?
"Brother Fu, you can help me to the bathroom from now on."
Huo Cifeng was deliberately distancing himself from Fu Yindu: "I can eat by myself too."
Fu Yindu: "This is the job of an escort."
"I should adapt slowly. If my eyes can't be cured, I'll have to get used to the darkness."
"No, your eyes can definitely be cured."
Fu Yindu's voice was tense, making Huo Cifeng feel that he cared more about the condition than he did.
"Brother Fu, you are a good person. I know you care about me."
Huo Cifeng curled his eyes. "But when it comes to curing an illness, medical treatment plays a role, and luck plays a role. Let everything take its course. If the King of Hell lets someone die at three in the morning, they will definitely not survive past five. It's all fate!"
"I told you that your eyes can definitely be cured."
Fu Yindu contacted the most famous brain expert in the world,
He would not allow Huo Cifeng to lose his sight.
At nine o'clock in the morning, the expert team arrived at the hospital.
Huo Cifeng's attending physician was shocked. He didn't expect that all the leading figures in the medical field would gather here.
"Dean, you are amazing. You got so many people here."
The dean glanced at him and said, "If I had this ability, I wouldn't be the dean here."
doctor:"?!!!"
Dean: "These experts were all found by the patients."
Huo Cifeng didn't know the identity of the expert. After doing a series of examinations, he returned to the ward.
Fu Yindu did not come back with them and stayed in the dean's office.
The expert group proposed a treatment plan with a success rate of up to 80%.
Fu Yindu frowned: "A 20% failure rate is still too high."
"Mr. Fu, any surgery has certain risks. An 80% success rate is already very high."
"Professor Li is right!"
"In fact, this operation is not that risky. Mr. Huo's chances of regaining his sight are very high."
"We understand Mr. Fu's concerns and will do our best to treat Mr. Huo."
…
Huo Cifeng was lying on the hospital bed listening to storytelling, with a pot of Zhengshan Xiaozhong tea at his side.
He drank tea, listened to books, and basked in the sun comfortably.
Fu Yindu returned to the ward and saw him lying like a napping cat, with helplessness in his eyes.
This little guy has a really big heart.
He was worried to death, but he was just basking in the sun without a care in the world.
I heard footsteps.
Huo Cifeng raised his eyebrows: "Brother Fu, you're back! What did the doctor say? Can my eyes be saved?"
Fu Yindu said truthfully: "The success rate of the operation is 80%."
“So high!”
Huo Cifeng was surprised: "When Doctor Yang told me that, his tone was as if I had a terminal illness and could die at any time."
Fu Yindu: "If they can't even cure your illness, then they have no right to stand in the medical field."
Huo Cifeng rushed over and tried to cover his mouth.
The eyes lost their aim and hit Fu Yindu's eyes.
"Excuse me! I wanted to cover your mouth."
Huo Cifeng made a shushing gesture: "Don't speak so loudly. It will have a bad influence on people in the hospital. You will have to rely on the hospital to bring you clients in the future. How can you eat the rice in the pot and then speak ill of the chef?"
Fu Yidu: "I am telling the truth."
"You still have to understand this bit of social etiquette."
Huo Cifeng groped and patted his face with his fingers: "Big Brother is too honest."
Big Brother... Fu Yindu sneered at the word "old".
"I don't like you calling me old."
Huo Cifeng tilted his head and asked, "Excuse me, how old are you, big brother?"
Fu Yindu: "Thirty-six."
Huo Cifeng: "He's only twelve years older than me."
There was a sudden silence around.
Huo Cifeng called out tentatively, "Brother Fu?"
Fu Yindu: "Yeah."
Huo Cifeng: "I thought you left in anger."
Fu Yindu: "Why are you angry?"
Huo Cifeng: "Because of age! I think you care about it."
Fu Yindu: "It's nothing to worry about."
Huo Cifeng laughed: "Don't force yourself! If my eyes were fine, I would definitely see your gloomy expression."
Fu Yindu: "Why do you think I care?"
Huo Cifeng: "Because I'm much younger than you."
Fu Yindu: "I just like those who are much younger than me."
Huo Cifeng: "..."
Fu Yindu: "Why aren't you talking? Are you angry?"
Huo Cifeng: "...Are you taking revenge on me for calling you old?"
Fu Yindu: "I will not use my feelings to retaliate against others."
Huo Cifeng started to feel embarrassed again.
He felt that Fu Yindu was talking to him about feelings intentionally or unintentionally.
"Brother Fu, stop joking!"
Fu Yindu: "You think I'm joking when I tell you I like you."
The topic was already laid out in front of him and pushed right in front of him, leaving Huo Cifeng no chance to escape.
He said stubbornly, "I'm not planning on falling in love right now."
Fu Yindu answered directly: "Wait until you have seen my face, then decide whether you want to date me."
Huo Cifeng suddenly smiled: "Brother Fu, it seems that you are very confident about your appearance."
Fu Yindu: "I believe you will like it."
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