Strong marriage lock: Fu Shao's dumb new wife

Chapter 6 What are you still doing?
Fu Zhengnan had also reached the age where he had to wear reading glasses to read, and it was a bit difficult for him to read.He looked majestic and focused, and Su Xiang knew that he just didn't want to see her.

Su Xiang smiled again, and put the gift for Fu Zhengnan on the coffee table.

Mrs. Zhuo Ya played with Fu Ying for a while, then walked to the courtyard of the villa with the child in her arms.

There is also a smaller building on the left side of the villa. After Mr. Fu fell ill, he built another building to live in alone.

The old man was sick in bed all year round, and occasionally came out to bask in the sun on the balcony when the weather was good, and saw very few people.

Mrs. Zhuo Ya carried her grandson to see Grandpa Zeng, Su Xiang followed behind, and stopped when she reached the door of the room.

She can't go in without the old man's permission.

Su Xiang handed Mrs. Zhuo Ya the Longevity Card she had asked for in the temple, and asked her to give it to the old man.

The Longevity Card is made of ginkgo wood. The 400-year-old ginkgo tree at the gate of Yunlai Temple was struck by lightning this summer, and a branch was cut off.

Although it has a reputation of 400 years, it is wood after all. It cannot be compared with precious wood such as rosewood, and it is not as valuable as jade. But for an old man who is dying and lying down waiting to die For me, words such as longevity, consecration, Buddhist scriptures, and efficacy are more suitable for my heart than those expensive gifts.

Mrs. Zhuo Ya took a look at her, and pushed the door in with Fu Ying in her arms. Su Xiang stood at the door and waited.

After a while, the door opened, and Mrs. Zhuo Ya said to her: "Go in, the old man said he hasn't seen you for a long time."

Su Xiang raised his drooping head and was slightly stunned.

"What are you still doing in a daze? Afraid?" Mrs. Zhuo Ya frowned and looked at her.

Mr. Fu has a long history of illness, and he underwent a liver tumor resection more than a year ago. He is so weak that he is out of shape. Usually, people who see him for the first time are indeed frightened.

It was not the first time Su Xiang saw it, so he was naturally not afraid, but a little surprised.

The old man rarely saw her. The last time he saw her was half a year ago, on Fu Ying's first birthday.

Su Xiang shook his head quickly, and followed Mrs. Zhuo Ya in.

The old man's room was extremely spacious, with two beds side by side, one big and one smaller.The big one is naturally for the old man to lie on, and the smaller bed is for the professional medical staff who supervise him 24 hours a day, separated by a flower wall.

The old man seldom goes out to breathe, but he must maintain his state of mind. In the room, there is such a plaid wall to purify the air and act as a partition.

At this time, the bed of the doctors and nurses was naturally empty, and the medical staff stood beside the old man's bed, injecting him with nutrition injections.

Fu Ying was held in Fu Zhengnan's hands. The little guy was not afraid of the old man, but watched the medical staff give injections in fear.

"Needle, pain—"

The little guy has been vaccinated and understands the pain. He covered his arm with his little hand and cried out: "Touch..."

Mr. Fu was reluctant to part with his great-grandson, and only looked at it once during the holidays. His purple lips smiled: "Grandpa's good grandson, grandpa doesn't hurt."

Last second, his face was still full of kindness, but when he looked at Su Xiang, he returned to seriousness.

"Han Chuan didn't come back with you?"

Su Xiang quickly signed in sign language. Seeing the old man frowning, she quickly lowered her head and took out the writing paper and pen, and wrote the word "dinner party" in large characters on the notebook.

(End of this chapter)