The mystery husband is a little bad

Fu Jin Yan's anger lasted for two days. He locked himself in the ward without eating or drinking. It was useless to let Ning Yue persuade him outside.

On the third day, Ning Yue suddenly lost her voice and stopped knocking at the door. Fu Jin Yan, who was alone in the ward, felt a little uneasy. He thought that nothing would happen to that stupid woman.

There was a sharp knock at the door.

Fu Jin Yan was a little relieved, but at the same time he was discontented and said, "don't quarrel with me!"

"I just told you that Ning Yue had been out with you for two days and suffered a cold. Now that you fainted and went to the emergency room, you can continue to introspect yourself."

"What? And so on -- "

soon, there was a sound of war and chaos. There was a sound of heavy objects falling, things overturning, banging and banging. It was in a hurry.

Fu Hanshen was outside listening to these sounds, which was also heartache.

If today's Fu Jin Yan could walk freely, he would not be so embarrassed.

Fu Hanshen has been waiting outside until Fu Jinyan comes out of the ward in a wheelchair.

He didn't wash for two days. He had a scum on his face. He looked really depressed. The collar of his shirt was wrong. He was obviously in a hurry.

"Ning Yue, is it still in the emergency department? Let's go. Now go to the emergency department."

"Wait a minute," Fu called.

Fu Jin Yan pushed his wheelchair forward.

Fu Hanshen tugged at the handle from behind and said to him, "wait a minute, how can you go out to meet people like this?"

Fu Jinyan is shocked to see Fu Hanshen squatting in front of him, unbuttoning the original disordered shirt buttons for himself, and clasping them back one by one. In Fu's impression, even when he was a child, Fu Hanshen never did these things for him, except that Qin Luo would clasp the buttons for him when he was really small. When he was a little bit bigger, Fu Hanshen would ask for what Fu Jinyan had to do Do whatever you can.

But he didn't expect to receive such courtesy from Fu Hanshen now.

"I'll do it myself." His breath from his nose, some of it, "I'm a cripple, I'm not a cripple."

"All right." Fu Hanshen has quickly helped him to put the buttons back in place one by one, and then said to him, "Ning Yue has a fever, and she has been in the emergency infusion, but I have seen it, and it should be no big problem. First, you can take you in and tidy yourself up."

Fu Han deeply pushed Fu Jin Yan into his room, frothing and shaving, and even washing his face for him. He even asked if he wanted to go to the restroom. Fu Jinyan asked him to blush and some sat on the table.

"Dad, you don't really know what kind of terminal illness I have."

Fu Hanshen hit his head directly with a shudder: "don't you know your physical condition?"

"I used to be confident, but now I'm not sure. I don't think I know anything about myself." He took a look at his legs, and then said to Fu Hanshen, "besides, you didn't do these things for me when you were a child. Now help me do these things. I think you are sympathizing with me."

"You are my son, shouldn't I feel sorry for you? Besides, did you have a beard when you were a kid? Can I help you shave? "

"But you didn't wash my face."

Fu's face sank in half as soon as he listened: "that's because you can't remember well."

"Is it?"

"Of course."

"If you insist so much, then it's all right."

"What is it, it is."

"Then tell me your purpose. Is there anything you want to say to me about playing such a fatherly role?"

Fu Hanshen was originally inspired by Qin Luo to prepare a lot of provocative words. At this moment, he can't say a word. But facing Fu Jinyan's weak legs, heartache can't be deceived. Pity the parents' hearts. Which parents don't care about their children: "in fact, what I want to say is that your heart should be very clear, and you are very clear about your body , so what's the reason for this? You should be more clear. Jinnian and Jiaqing are right. If you want to stand up again, you must face your inner problems. "

Yes, he has been trying to avoid the real problem in front of him, but no one can help her overcome it except himself.

"Ning Yue's mother will deal with it. You can rest assured."

"So you're here to play sister and brother-in-law?"

"I don't want to. Your mother made me come."

Fu Jinyan said twice: "then you can go back to the rescue and say that you have successfully completed the task."

"So you are willing to cooperate with the treatment?"

Fu Jinyan's expression is still cool, and he drags and drags: "this doesn't make you worry. I'll find a way myself."

"Well, I don't want to worry about it. You can do it yourself."

"Can I see my wife now?"Fu Hanshen waved.

After a while, Fu Jin Yan suddenly stopped and turned to Fu Han and said with a deep smile, "Dad, did you admit Ning Yue's identity as a daughter-in-law?"

In recent years, they have lived a real life of husband and wife. They have a child, so they just don't need to get the certificate. If Fu Hanshen doesn't agree with them, Fu Jin says they can live safely until now?

But he didn't make a clear statement. Fu Jin's words showed that he really cared. Although he didn't say it in his mouth, he still longed for the approval of his parents.

Fu Hanshen didn't understand, so at this time, he scolded: "I don't agree with you, it's clearly that people don't want to marry you."

"Then I'll have a way for her to agree, so it's settled. I'll go first."

Seeing him turn the wheelchair to leave quickly, Fu Hanshen can't help but smile and shake his head. Although he has found the root of the problem, how can he stand up again? No one really knows. The heart disease still needs mental medicine. Even he can't help it.

Ning Yue and Qin Luo apparently just finished talking. Ning Yue looks tired. Qin Luo helps her to tuck in the quilt corner, and then she closes her eyes to rest.

When Fu Jinyan appeared at the door, Ning Yue had just fallen asleep.

Qin Luo made a silent movement and stood up to the door. Seeing that Fu Jin Yan had not seen him for several days, he couldn't help but touch his face with his hand: "thin."

"How is my wife?"

Qin Luo hears the words and sighs: "my son can't help his mother. Do you have a daughter-in-law and forget her now?"

"You don't stand in front of me. If I ask you how you are, it's not hypocritical."

Qin Luo nodded, "I'll be poor again. It seems that it's OK."