Chapter 130 Then I will ask for some interest first
An Yan stepped forward, bent down to look at Fu Haichuan, and stretched out her hand to open his eyelids.
"Your eyelids are so tight, are you nervous?"
The corners of her lips curled up slightly, she put her hand on the old man's wrist, and whispered, "You are terminally ill."
The person on the bed didn't move at all.
An Yan stood up and looked back at Zhou Yi, "Grandma."
Zhou Yi stood up and said, "Why should I call you grandma? Isn't it a seniority difference?"
An Yan changed her words with some embarrassment, "Aunt, uncle's illness does not require hospitalization, I can treat it."
"you can?"
An Yan blinked, "I learned a set of acupuncture techniques when I was in the countryside, which is very good at treating strokes."
Zhou Yi understood instantly, and her previously worried face was replaced by anger, "An Yan, I believe you, just treat her."
An Yan took out a small cloth bag in her backpack and took out six silver needles.
Fu Jinqiao exclaimed, "How do you get such a long silver needle?"
An Yan took out one and turned it around, "This one, just insert it into the head and turn it back and forth."
"Won't it touch the brain? It feels a bit like eating monkey brains?"
The face of the person on the bed seemed to be a little paler.
An Yan curled her lips and said, "It's okay, the worst result is like this."
Zhou Yi nodded, "An Yan, just treat it with confidence and boldness."
"Okay!" An Yan walked over, "Don't worry, old man, the injection will be effective immediately after I give it."
An Yan held the needle and slowly approached it. Fu Haichuan opened his eyes suddenly, his teeth trembling as he looked at the silver needle in front of him.
"Go away! Go away!"
An Yan took away the needle and straightened up, looked back and smiled, "I didn't expect that the needle would be effective even before I took it."
Fu Haichuan sat up and pointed at the three people behind An Yan, "You, you just watch her want to kill me?"
Fu Shiyan said indifferently, "The acupuncture has cured the disease. Aren't you back to your original state?"
Zhou Yi said with a cold face, "Fu Haichuan, you are going too far! You are even pretending to be sick! The older you get, the more outrageous you become!"
Fu Jinqiao also had an angry look on his face, "Grandpa, why are you like this? I shed so many tears in vain! You can't use this method if you want my uncle to come back!"
An Yan walked back to Fu Shiyan and put the needle into her bag.
Fu Haichuan snorted coldly, "If I didn't do this, would this traitor have come back? He would have been killed by this fox..."
Zhou Yi raised her hand and touched the side of Fu Haichuan's head, "Shut up!"
Fu Haichuan looked at Zhou Yi in shock, "You actually hit me?"
"You were the one who hit me. You made me cry for so long just now. If you do it next time, I will divorce you!"
Fu Haichuan couldn't calm down for a long time, and he looked like an angry little daughter-in-law.
Fu Shiyan held An Yan's hand and said, "This is the last time, don't use such a poor excuse to get me back." After saying that, he took An Yan away.
Zhou Yi and Fu Jinqiao also followed the driver back to their old house, leaving Fu Haichuan alone in the ward, lonely and cold.
The next day, An Yan asked Bichong to remove all the news about Fu Shiyan and her from the Internet, as if it had never happened.
Although this incident did not make waves on the Internet, it was inevitable that some people were still talking about it, so An Yan did not go to Galaxy Studio, but restored Mr. Bai's painting at home.
At two o'clock on Saturday afternoon, Fu Shiyan took An Yan back to his old house to teach Fu Jinqiao how to fight.
More than two hours of training made Fu Jinqiao lie on the ground exhausted, "I can't do it anymore, I can't do it anymore. That's it for today."
An Yan smiled and said, "Okay, this can't be achieved overnight. You have to train more even if I don't come here."
"I understand." Fu Jinqiao got up with difficulty, "I'm going to take a shower first. You're also sweating today. You can go to my uncle's room to take a shower."
"You can arrange it." Fu Shiyan leaned against the door frame and smiled.
Fu Jinqiao smiled and said, "Uncle, you guys chat, I'll leave first." After saying that, he ran away.
Fu Shiyan stepped forward and said, "I think Jin Qiao is right. Come to my room and take a shower."
"I can go, but you have to stay outside the door."
Fu Shiyan smiled and hugged her waist, "Okay, I'll take you there."
He held An Yan's hand and came to the door, "Don't worry, I really won't go in."
"You can't come in even if you want to." An Yan entered the room and locked the door before entering the bathroom.
After taking a simple shower, drying his hair and walking out, he saw Fu Shiyan sitting on the bed, with his hands on the bed and his body leaning back slightly.
"Has it been washed?"
An Yan glanced at the door and said, "I locked it."
Fu Shiyan pointed to the window, "I climbed in through there."
An Yan glared at him, really trying her best.
Fu Shiyan stood up and walked over, looking at her with burning eyes, "It smells so good."
"I used your shower gel."
"But it smells better when used on you." Fu Shiyan's hand gently rubbed her waist, and the warmth in his palm was impossible to ignore.
An Yan noticed that his breathing was a little short, so she reached out and pushed him, "Jin Qiao knows that I am taking a shower in your room. If we don't go out, people will think too much."
"Then I'll ask for some interest first."
Fu Shiyan lowered his head to kiss her, but An Yan didn't refuse. She couldn't help but slowly raised her hands and put them on his shoulders.
An invisible ambiguity circulated between the two.
After a long while, An Yan lay in the man's arms and panted slightly, "I'm going out."
"Well, you go out first, and I'll go out later."
An Yan put on the clothes prepared by Fu Shiyan and left first.
Fu Shiyan lit up a cigarette and slowly puffed away the smoke.
An Yan came to the hall downstairs, where Zhou Yi was peeling apples.
"An Yan, come quickly, Auntie will cut an apple for you to eat."
An Yan sat next to Zhou Yi, took the apple and thanked her.
Zhou Yi smiled, "How can you be so polite to your aunt? By the way, there is a treasure appraisal party tomorrow night. Do you have time?"
"I have time."
"Then you go with your aunt."
"Okay, Ayan and I will pick you up when the time comes."
Zhou Yi smiled and nodded, "Okay, tomorrow at two o'clock in the afternoon."
At this time, Fu Haichuan came over and sat on the sofa, with a serious look on his face.
"Where are you going?"
Zhou Yi choked him, "Does it have anything to do with you? We don't want to see you!"
Fu Haichuan coughed slightly, "Are you going to the treasure appraisal meeting?"
Zhou Yi glanced at him sideways, "You've heard what you're asking, so why are you asking?"
Fu Haichuan felt very shameless, but he still held back his temper and said, "I'll go with you."
"Huh! Not surprising!"
"I'm worried that you got blindsided."
"With An Yan here, it won't happen!"
Fu Haichuan took a deep breath, "Anyway, I'll be with you tomorrow. Didn't I make some new pastries at home? I'll give them some when they leave." After that, he stood up and left.
Zhou Yi glared at him, "You are so shameless now, why did you do so many stupid things in the first place?"
An Yan knew that Fu Haichuan was deliberately approaching to please her.
After all, he is Fu Shiyan's father, and she doesn't want the relationship to be too stale, so that everything can be harmonious for the family.
She held Zhou Yi's hand and said, "It's okay, we'll go together tomorrow."
Zhou Yi patted her hand and said, "An Yan is really broad-minded."
When Fu Shiyan and An Yan left, Zhou Yi brought some cakes to An Yan and told her to dress more formally tomorrow.
After getting in the car, Fu Shiyan asked, "What are you going to do tomorrow?"
"My aunt asked me to accompany her to a treasure appraisal event."
Fu Shiyan thought for a moment and said, "Mr. Bai will also go."
"That's good, give him the restored painting."
Fu Shiyan raised his eyebrows, "Can you tell me whether Xiaobai will go too tomorrow?"