After the blackening, the beauties were madly criticized for abolishing the legs of the president

Chapter 70 He Seems Like He Can't Be a Doctor Anymore
The next day, all the big media in Dawn City were shocked by a piece of news.

Fu Changqing, the head of the Fu family, one of the three giants of the plutocratic family, passed away.

However, Fu Yimo, the only heir of the Fu family, did not declare to inherit and succeed the Fu family.Fu Muyan's whereabouts have also been unknown.

Regarding the latter, Nan Wan was not surprised. Although she took the initiative to solve it, in the final analysis, Fu Muyan was to blame for it.

However, Fu's group has no leader now, and Fu Yimo can delay it for a while, but not for a lifetime.

Unless he has the heart to give up the chaebol's family business, as well as the painstaking efforts and wealth accumulated by the Fu family's ancestors for so many years.Otherwise, he would have to give up his identity as a doctor.

...

At Fu Changqing's memorial service, Nan Wan attended instead of Yun Yun and Shen Yunchen.

It's not that Shen Yunchen didn't want to come, but that he felt unwell after waking up, so he went to country N to recuperate secretly, and he left in a hurry.

Nan Wan only found out about this later, although she wondered that Shen Yunchen's style of not making drafts was unusual.But yeah didn't think much of it.

At the memorial service, mournful songs were sung, and a wide variety of wreaths were placed around the valuable coffin several times.

Countless domestic celebrities, as well as business wizards or giants came to chat with each other.

Fu Changqing's stepwife, Pei Mingzhu, hugged his portrait and stood in front of the coffin with her head down, crying bursts of tears, sometimes like a mosquito, sometimes crying bitterly.

Nan Wan saw through the fake compassion at a glance.Even so, she still stepped forward to make a show, pretending to be depressed and comforting: "Madam's condolences."

Pei Mingzhu glanced at her, with tears in her eyes, and nodded weakly.

That appearance is not as good as Liu Jingfeng, it really looks like the wife of the high-ranking owner in the mansion who is heartbroken for her husband's death.

After exchanging polite greetings, Nan Wan noticed the man who was alone in the corner.

The man is not wearing a spotless medical dust jacket and a well-tailored black suit every time we meet, sitting by the window like a lonely patient.

The whole person looks indifferent and alienated, and strangers should not get close.

Nan Wan paused, then approached again: "Long time no see, Dr. Fu."

She greeted him with an indifferent face without much embellishment, not only because of the seriousness of the occasion, but also because the man's attitude was also indifferent, and it was really impossible for her to greet him with a fake face.

Fu Yimo raised his head slowly, his indifferent and ascetic eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of mist, showing a sense of bewilderment.

"Long time no see, Mrs. Shen." He responded politely, addressing him indifferently and politely, but the movement of pursing his lips inadvertently revealed a bit of sadness and loneliness.

Nan Wan was a little surprised by his address, but not disgusted.

I even like Fu Yimo's non-entangled, plain-looking appearance.Yes, that's right, she means compared to a certain big star...

"My condolences." Nan Wan lowered her eyes a little as if she was performing her duties, scribbled two words indifferently, and then prepared to leave.

When I turned around, I heard the man's low and painful voice coming from behind: "Can you chat with me?"

She turned around and looked at Fu Yimo, feeling at a loss for a moment.

The man in front of him, who looked like a flower of a high mountain, looked a little helpless...

...

Nan Wan still agreed.

The two came outside the funeral home just as it was raining mistyly.Fu Yimo's subordinates handed over a black long-handled umbrella.

Fu Yimo held the umbrella like this, and the two walked slowly and side by side on the bluestone slab outside the museum.

Fu Yimo stopped suddenly, and Nan Wan was forced to follow him under the cover of the umbrella, and then looked at him with some slow reactions, with a puzzled look on his face.

"Madam Shen..."

The man's title is still polite and deliberately keeps a distance, but it will feel depressing to listen carefully.

He took a deep breath, then sighed softly.The heart-piercing pain and sadness buried in the three words just now seemed to burst out in an instant, but he suppressed them back with all his might.

A few seconds later, he said with a slightly trembling tone, "I seem...I can't continue to be a doctor."

"People have many choices, and you can go against them." Nan Wan curled her lips ironically, her beautiful eyes filled with relief that looked down on everything.

Fu Yimo paused for a moment, then lowered his eyes desolately: "But I can't go against it."

Nan Wan knew his current predicament.

If you choose to take over Fu Shi, you will never accept the title of doctor again.

After all, business and medicine are two completely different fields.

As far as the painstaking efforts of the Fu family and his current achievements in the medical field are concerned, both are very important.

"That's because you're not selfish enough." Nan Wan hit the nail on the head coldly.

Fu Yimo looked at the water droplets hitting the ground through the edge of the umbrella, and couldn't help chuckling:
"What about you? I know that you didn't choose the current path at first. But you are not willing to give up the next International Jewelry Design Competition like this."

The man's smile was a bit cold, and it was more of his involuntary helplessness.Maybe it's because I didn't have both in the choice and felt sad.

Nan Wan made no secret of this, "I am different from you. All my starting points are for myself. You can understand that I am a selfish person from beginning to end."

"As for the worldly Avalokitesvara and angels in white who save lives and heal the wounded like doctors, I don't know how much nobler than me."

As she spoke, she looked sideways at Fu Yimo.

Although he didn't make it clear that he would prefer him to make that choice, how could Fu Yimo not understand what she meant.

She is letting herself continue to be Guanyin...to be an angel...

The two looked sideways at each other, speechless for a moment.

At just the right time, the rain started to rain heavily, pouring down with a clatter.

Fu Yimo lowered the umbrella in front of Nan Wan in a gentlemanly manner, ignoring that the rain wet his bare back.

"Is this what you really hope for?" He looked at the woman's charming and charming fox eyes, wanting to see her true thoughts clearly.

Nan Wan made no secrets, "Of course, you can choose to merge Yunyun and Fu's, and I will help you take care of it. Then you continue to do what you want to do."

She is only for Fu Shi.

After understanding the woman's plan, Fu Yimo looked away a little disappointed, and handed her the umbrella: "If you want it so much, take it."

"Thank you." Nan Wan borrowed the umbrella unceremoniously, and smiled generously, without any sign of embarrassment.

Fu Yimo's heart twitched violently,
Even though he knew the answer, he still had to ask hard.

Finally to determine the truth, or choose to accommodate her.

Looking at the man walking alone in the gray and oppressive rain, his slender figure couldn't stand up to his frailty and loneliness, Nan Wan's face darkened for a moment.

She stared at his receding back with dazed eyes, came back to her senses after a few seconds, and smiled ironically at herself.

"Nan Wan, Nan Wan, a soft heart will end badly. You don't need to feel sorry for these passers-by." She pursed her lips indulgently and said to herself, but there seemed to be tears in her eyes.

(End of this chapter)