Mysterious husband always comes late at night

Lu Xiaomei's heart sank. She looked slightly gloomy. "I know it's difficult, but I ask you to help him. He is a person who has made contributions to state y. as long as he can get better, I'm willing to do anything."

Hongshu looked at her stubborn appearance. He said, "in fact, there is no way, just..."

"Just what?"

"I can teach you how to find acupoints. You can give Mr. Fu an injection, but it will delay a lot of time. If you can, I think you can take him back to China for treatment." Hongshu suggested.

Lu Xiaomei looked at him firmly, "doctor, teach me, I will learn."

Hongshu looked at her and finally nodded, "as long as you have confidence, I will give everything I have learned all my life."

Lu Xiaomei sipped a lollipop. As long as she could make Lao Fu better, she was willing to learn anything.

After the quarrel that day, Fu zhengci found that Lu Xiaomei seldom came to the ward. When he was relieved, he was inexplicably restless. He spent every day looking forward to her arrival. When she came, he ignored her.

In just a few days, he lost a whole circle.

When the doctor examined him, Lu Xiaomei was present. The doctor frowned and said, "minister Fu, you can't lose weight like this. Your body can't get enough nutrition. How can you get better?"

When Lu Xiaomei heard the doctor's words, she couldn't help looking at Fu zhengci. She didn't find it every day. After the doctor reminded her, she found that he was skinny.

He put on a little weight the other day.

After the doctor left, she left the ward without saying a word. Fu zhengci lay in bed and looked at her back. She was inexplicably sad. Is she tired of him?

Recently, in addition to coming to see him three meals a day, she spent very little time in the ward, and every time she came, she looked worried and hardly talked to him.

Sometimes he couldn't help but want to talk to her, but he held it back. He wanted to wait until she couldn't stand it and never come to the hospital again.

Now he is a living dead man. If he can't give her happiness, he will drag her down. His self-esteem will never allow him to drag her down.

Sometimes love is not spoken. Even if she can't give up on him and has hope for him, one day, she will find that there is only endless despair around him.

By that time, he had been used to her around him, but she had been driven crazy by reality.

Instead of breaking up in the future, it's better to push her away now, so he will feel better in his heart. Even if he doesn't want to give up her at all, he should make himself cruel in order to make her happy.

Lu Xiaomei soon returned. She came in with a heat preservation bucket and saw Fu zhengci staring at her for a moment. She said, "I bought a stew pot and stewed pigeon cuttlefish soup. I heard it's good for your health. You can try it later. It's not to your taste."

As she spoke, she opened the heat preservation bucket. A smell came to her nose. She took a bowl, filled it with a bowl, and scooped it to Fu zhengci's mouth.

Fu zhengci looked at her carefully. He couldn't bear it at first, but when he thought of his original intention, he was cruel, twisted Jun's face to one side and said coldly, "what a mess, it's disgusting to smell."

Lu Xiaomei looked stunned and retracted her hand.