National Hand Medicine

Chapter 388 Why
At this time, the room was silent, Su Huang's footsteps were very light, her toes seemed to be passing through the air, leaving no sound on the wooden floor.

So, in the room, there was only the sound of the wheelchair rolling under Su He.

Su He was pushed by Su Huang, all the way into the living room, but still saw nothing but darkness.

But at this time, a strong smell of alcohol came to his nostrils.

"Bone Lulu".

Su He's wheelchair bumped into an empty wine bottle, and the glass bottle immediately rolled around several times, and it didn't know where it went in the dark.

"Su Huang, open the curtains." Su He said without looking back, but his eyes were fixed on the black figure in front of the sofa, and the light in his eyes was dim and unpredictable.

Su Huang walked quickly to the floor-to-ceiling windows of the living room, and opened the curtains——

"boom!"

The sun rushed in, filling the room to the brim in an instant!Every corner is full of sunlight jumping, and the darkness that filled this space just now has quickly disappeared.

Su He squinted his eyes at the sudden sunshine, and quickly adapted to it.

But during this process, her eyes were always in one place and never left.

In front of the sofa, there was a figure lying horizontally. His whole body smelled of alcohol, and he seemed to be in a semi-comatose state.But he probably stayed in the dark for a long time, the sudden sunlight made his body move uncontrollably, and his eyelashes trembled slightly.

"Get out." Su He said softly.

Su Huang turned around, looked at Su He for a moment, and finally followed her words and walked out of the living room.

Sitting in a wheelchair, Su He looked at the figure on the ground for a long time before pursing his lips.

How could she fail to recognize who this person was?
Fu Mo, what happened to you?It will make you like this!
At this time, Su He had to try his best to recall whether something happened between them, but after thinking over and over again, Su He couldn't recall any conflict between the two of them. Before she left, everything was Well, Fu Mo is still the same high-spirited Fu Mo, why did everything change when she came back a few days later?

Is this still Fu Mo?Is this still the Fu Mo who strives for perfection, is as precise as a machine, and has enough ability and pride to trample 90.00% of the people in the world under his feet?
Why is Fu Mo now just an alcoholic addicted to alcohol and unable to extricate himself?
If something happened to the company, according to Su He's understanding of Fu Mo, he would do his best to save it. If there were only a hundred possible implementation plans, he would try his best to implement one hundred, even 99 of them would not work. , he will never give up the last possibility!
In just a few days, it is impossible for Fu Mo's financial empire to collapse, and if something like this really happens, it is impossible for Fu You who came to Su He not to know.

What's more, Fu Mo has never been a person who would indulge himself like this because of his career failure.

Fu You's attitude when he came to find Su He showed that he didn't know why his brother became like this. He was even guessing whether there was something wrong with the relationship between his brother and Su He.

Of course Su He knew it was not the case.

The real reason... Su He, who has always been omnipotent and even able to turn the tide with his own strength and pull Master back from the line of death, can't help but feel a surge of frustration in his heart.

Human feelings are indeed the most difficult to guess, even she doesn't know what to do.

Fu Mo, who fell on the ground, couldn't help but move his eyes because of the dazzling light. His eyelids slowly opened, and he saw behind the sofa, a white figure that was blurred in the sunlight, and slowly stood up. Come, walked to his side at a very slow speed, and sat down gently.

A faint scent of medicine permeated the tip of his nose, stimulating the alcohol factor that was now filling his body, making him a little tranced.

Fu Mo frowned slightly - he was familiar with this smell, it was the smell of Su He.

He tried his best to open his eyes, and saw a face blurred in the light, slowly approaching him.

That was the face he had been thinking about day and night, that was the person he had been thinking about day and night, but now it appeared in front of his eyes, which made him feel unreal as if he was in a dream.

Just when Fu Mo was half awake, not knowing whether it was a dream or reality, he suddenly felt a warm touch on his face.

It was the feeling of soft fingers falling on his face.

"Fu Mo, what's wrong with you?" He heard a very familiar voice whispering in his ear.

Fu Mo was shocked!
He opened his eyes dimly, looking at Su He who appeared in front of him like a dream but not a dream, with an unpredictable expression.

"...I..." He said suddenly in a hoarse voice.

Su He frowned, Fu Mo's voice was so vague that even she couldn't hear clearly.

So she approached Fu Mo: "What did you say?"

"...don't...don't touch me..." Fu Mo arched his body in pain, as if drowning in great pain.

In fact it is.

One is the pain from the body. He has always been suffering from stomach problems because he has been busy with work all year round and often forgets to eat. Even with the most expensive medicine to recuperate his body, the disease keeps recurring and never heals.

But in the past few days, his alcoholism has made his stomach a little unbearable, and there are cramps coming from where the stomach is, making him break out in a cold sweat.

However, the physical pain was not comparable to the torment from his spirit.

With his blurred vision, he saw the clean and pure Su He appearing in front of him, as if blurred in the sunlight, an indescribable sense of self-abandonment arose spontaneously!

What else could he rely on to stand by Su He's side?Why?
However, Fu Mo didn't see Su He's expression at this time - dazed, in a trance.

what did he say?
Su Ho thought that she heard it wrong, but her hand left Fu Mo's body unconsciously.

She lowered her eyes and looked at Fu Mo in front of her - are you telling me to leave?
why?
Su He was suddenly at a loss - what happened?

But she came back to her senses very quickly, because she saw Fu Mo in front of her, and suddenly arched her body in pain, as if she was enduring great pain.

Su He glanced around and saw the wine bottles all over the floor, probably all the wine cabinets in Fu Mo's collection had been emptied, but he suddenly understood in his heart.

She knew that Fu Mo had a stomach problem, and it was quite serious. Some time ago, she was thinking of any medicine that could cure the stomach problem, and she was going to study it when Tang Xue was busy.

Now, Fu Mo is drinking so crazily, it's no wonder he doesn't have stomach problems.

Sighing, although Su He had mixed feelings in her heart, she didn't entangle too much, and gently stroked Fu Mo's sleeping point with her hand. Fu Mo, who was still conscious at first, suddenly fell asleep.

Su He looked at Fu Mo in front of him for a long time before gently moving his body and putting him on the bed in the room.

The smell of alcohol on Fu Mo's body was too strong, Su He frowned, and could only temporarily cover him with a quilt.

She sat on the edge of the bed and rubbed her slightly numb legs.

Recently, her legs are recovering more and more, and within about a month, she may be able to walk around normally.In fact, she can walk casually now, but she can't walk for too long. After a long time, her feet will tremble uncontrollably.

While rubbing his legs, he circulated the vital energy in his body, and the numbness on his legs quickly faded away.

Su He then turned to look at Fu Mo.

At this moment, Fu Mo, even in his sleep, was frowning tightly, as if something troubled him very much.

Su He looked at him for a while before putting his fingers on his veins.

Sure enough, it was because of excessive drinking, which made my stomach unable to bear it.

Su He pulled away Fu Mo's quilt, took out his needle bag, and dropped the gold needle on Fu Mo's acupuncture point through his clothes.

Recently, she studied formations in her spare time, and even found out that she can inject needles through clothes, which is much more convenient, and this time it can be regarded as the first time it is used on a patient.

During the treatment, Su He didn't think too much, and put all his heart and soul on the golden needle, his eyes focused.

After a while, the acupuncture was finally over, and Su He put away all the gold needles, looked at Fu Mo who was sleeping peacefully, got up and walked out slowly.

Because her legs hadn't fully recovered, she walked very slowly, but she could clearly see how many empty wine bottles were around her along the way.

There are even many types - there are red wine bottles, foreign wine bottles, beer bottles, and even canned beer... In short, there are all kinds of alcohol, everything you expect.

Especially the red wine bottles piled up all over the floor reminded Su He of the wine room in Fu Mo's house. The constant temperature and humidity were adjusted inside, which is the most suitable environment for red wine, and the treasures inside are all Fu Mo's favorite red wine , the age is long, very precious, and the price, of course, goes without saying.

Usually these red wines are too expensive, so they are rarely used for drinking, and most people prefer to treat them as collections.

But now, Fu Mo drank so much expensive red wine.

"You can drink really well." Su He couldn't help but whispered.

In fact, the room is quite clean, there have always been part-time workers who come to Fu Mo's house to clean it, but now Fu Mo got all the wine bottles here before the part-time workers came, which made it look so messy.

Su He pulled a bag over, then picked up the wine bottles little by little and put them in the corner.

Her legs and feet are inconvenient, so her speed is very slow, but she is not in a hurry and tidies up everything slowly.

Finally, she cleaned up the wine bottles in the living room.

She just got up, sat on the sofa to rest for a while, smoothed her legs with the breath of life, and then went to the kitchen to cook a pot of light porridge.Su Huang originally wanted to help, but she refused.

When Fu Mo got up, no one was in the room. He vaguely remembered that Su He had been there, but the alcohol made him a little confused whether it was his dream or not.

There was a sudden fragrance from the side, Fu Mo turned his head, and saw a bowl of steaming porridge on the bedside, and a small note next to it——

"Drink porridge well, don't drink."

He knew who wrote it.

Suddenly, he felt a little sour in his eyes.

(End of this chapter)