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hospital, outside the intensive care unit
no one dared to say anything about xu ruhaiâs decision to stay in the capital. after all, no one could stop their children from being filial to their parents.
back then, elder xu had clearly stated that he could not return to the capital, but the current situation ...
who could say a word more?
the people of the xu clan were just outside. they had different thoughts and each had their own ulterior motives.
in fact, the two brothers of the xu family were both strong people. if one were to seriously compare, master xuâs style of doing things was obviously gentler, not as strong and overbearing as the first master of the xu family.
the two of them, conservative or radical, naturally had their own advantages and disadvantages.
previously, xu ruhai had been driven to jinling. even if there were people who supported him, they would not follow him to such a distant place to develop. if he returned now, the situation would naturally change.
especially now that elder xu was unconscious, the xu familyâs hearts were scattered.
now that the concept of clansmen had gradually faded away, even if master xu controlled the xu family, it was not impossible for master xu to be a mere figurehead if most of the people wanted to follow xu ruhaiâs lead.
while everyone was making their own calculations, old fan came out of the intensive care unit and took off his mask. without waiting for the xu family to speak, he shook his head and sighed helplessly.
âold sir, what do you mean by this?â xu zhengfeng asked anxiously.
â the old manâs health is too weak. letâs see if he can wake up. even if he does, heâs a muddled person. iâm afraid he wonât be able to last long ... â old fan sighed.
being unconscious when he was awake was no different from being in a vegetative state.
â you guys know better than i do about his bodyâs problems. this time, heâs gone around the gates of hell and lost half of his life. â
âyou guys should be prepared.â
old fan patted xu zhengfengâs arm.
everyone in the corridor looked at each other in fear. was he preparing for his funeral?
â elder fan, thereâs really no other way. please think of something ... â xu yuanfei had a deep affection for elder xu. when she heard this, her nose twitched, and her eyes turned red.
âplease try again. my grandfather is in good health. how could he suddenly collapse?â
âold fan ...â
she was about to grab his arm and beg him when xu zhengfeng stopped her.
xu yao stood at the side, his face even more confused. it was probably his first time seeing a life-and-death separation, so he could not react at all.
âiâll have to trouble you.â xu zhengfeng bowed to him. â iâll arrange for someone to send you back. â
âno need, i still have something to deal with, you guys donât need to worry about me.â old fan waved at jing hanchuan. â arenât you going to the fu family to see a doctor? â help me lead the way.â
jing hanchuan looked at xu yuanfei deeply and told xu yao to take good care of her before leaving with the old man.
it was common knowledge that old madam fu was in poor health. since old master fan was on good terms with the yan family, and the yan and fu families were in-laws, it was normal for him to visit the fu family.
at this moment, everyoneâs attention was focused on elder xu. naturally, no one paid attention to where he was going.
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yunjin capital
elder fan didnât go to the old mansion, but went straight to song fengwanâs side to take her pulse.
the old man placed his fingers on her wrist and frowned as he thought about it.
â mr. fan, my daughter is just too skinny. do you want to give her a prescription to help her with her health? â even if it was a stormy day outside, qiao aiyun only had her daughter in her eyes and heart.
old fan suddenly laughed. â miss is in good health. â
âsheâs a little thin, but the fetus is stable and thereâs no problem.â
fu chenâs gaze fell on song fengwanâs slightly shriveled stomach. how could this little thing be unstable? he was so troublesome.
he would probably be an energetic man when he was born.
â you donât need a lot of nourishment when youâre pregnant. everything should be in an appropriate amount. â
âhow about this, iâll give her a few invitations for food supplements.â old fan stood up.
âthis way, please.â fu chen led him directly into the small study.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
old man fan probably didnât expect there to be such a small world here. his eyes lit up. people of that era all practiced calligraphy. old man fan took a brush and wrote a few food supplement prescriptions on the rice paper.
at this moment, jing hanchuan followed her in and closed the door behind her.
the old man didnât look up, as if he had already expected this.
â elder fan, i still want to talk to you about grandfatherâs condition ... â
â¦â¦
fu chen walked to the side, took the spices from the side, and threw them into the copper stove. he fiddled with the ashes inside with a copper stick, indifferently watching the smoke rise, and quietly listened to the conversation between the two.
he closed the lid of the incense burner, and a wisp of green smoke emerged from the mouth of the incense burner. it rose straight up and disappeared.