After leaving the ward, Secretary Huo had been waiting for a long time.
When he saw the haggard man, he bowed slightly and said, "Mr. Zhou's intention is to ban Qin Sisi."
Fu Shiyan raised his hand and unhooked the watch on his wrist: "A second-tier artist will give up when he says he should. He is very responsible."
These words were very gloomy. Secretary Huo said: "That woman is ignorant and has gotten involved with Mrs. Fu and Miss Wen. Zhou Liangqi will not let her have an easy time."
Hearing this, Fu Shiyan glanced sideways, "Miss Wen?"
Secretary Huo quickly reacted, "It's Mrs. Zhou."
Fu Shiyan walked out, paused, and looked back at the ward, "Jiang Shu is not feeling well lately. Go check and see if anyone is using any tricks."
"yes."
Jiang Shu was lying on the hospital bed, counting on his fingers how many times he had been admitted to the hospital in the past two years. Although he had lived a hard life in the past, his health was still good. Now his life has gotten better, but his health has deteriorated. It was always for him.
Get ill.
She opened her phone and took a look. It was November, and another year was about to pass.
She wanted to watch the video again, but she didn't have the courage to watch it as soon as she clicked on it, so she could only close it in pain.
At night.
Fu Shiyan was standing in the kitchen making porridge. He accidentally burned his hand and hid it out of reflex. Secretary Huo couldn't bear to see such a respectable man being hurt here, so he stepped forward and said, "Mr. Fu, leave it to me.
You haven't had any rest all night, please take a rest."
Fu Shiyan lazily raised his eyes and said, "Get lost."
Secretary Huo shrank and didn't dare to speak anymore.
Fu Shiyan was very elegant when he was doing things seriously. He put the porridge into a small bowl and while waiting for it to cool down, he slowly wiped his hands and asked unhurriedly: "Tell me, have you done what you did?"
"
"We did it. Before Qin Sisi was banned, her agency issued a statement and announced the truth to the public. Mrs. Fu's reputation was restored."
"Um."
…
The temperature was set just right. Fu Shiyan carried the porridge into the ward. Before he stepped out, he saw someone gathered around Jiang Shu's bed. It was Qingying.
His movements paused.
Jiang Shu saw Fu Shiyan through the crowd and wanted to remind these people, but was interrupted by Qingying before he could speak, "This is too much. It's obviously not your fault. Why should I treat you like this? I really can't figure it out.
, She, Qin Sisi, takes advantage of her power to bully others, it is reasonable for me to retaliate, so why should I lose my temper with you?"
Jiang Shu couldn't help laughing.
From the corner of his eye, he saw Fu Shiyan put a paper bag at the door and then left quietly. Secretary Huo carefully closed the door behind him.
Her smile paused slightly.
After a while, Jiang Shu came to his senses and said, "Qingying, help me get that paper bag."
Qingying ran over and asked, "What is this?"
When I opened it, I saw a bowl of light porridge. The millet stew was glutinous and chewy, and the aroma was fragrant.
Jiang Shu was fascinated, and Qingying was confused, "Did you order takeout?"
She put it aside and said calmly: "Fu Shiyan made it."
Qingying was speechless.
Jiang Shu took a spoonful and tasted it. The taste was okay. She asked, "I think you are in good condition. Are you feeling better?"
Mentioning this, Qingying sat down slowly and said, "I don't know, Wen Qiushi was sent to Hainan, but I don't know when he will come back. It's like I have a time bomb tied to my body."
Jiang Shu understood, she nodded, and her hand holding the spoon paused, "Um...Doctor Lu, are you still undergoing psychological treatment?"