One Thought Addiction: Fu Shao's Heart-to-heart Doting on His Wife

The operation took eight hours.

The operating room was advanced in the morning, and finally there was movement in the evening.

Ning Yixiu came out of the operation, still wearing a surgical gown, "The operation went very smoothly."

The people waiting outside the operating room were all relieved because of his words, especially Fu Jincheng, if it wasn't for Fu Nianchen's support, he would have almost lost his footing.

He stabilized his figure, took a step forward, and held Ning Yixiu's hand tightly, "Thank you, child, thank you so much, this time it's all thanks to you."

Ning Yixiu never knew that this man could be as fragile as he is now, as if he would be completely knocked down with just a little touch.

At this moment, Fu Jincheng became an ordinary person in Ning Yixiu.

An ordinary man who worries about his family and is afraid of what to do.

"You don't need to thank me, this is what I should do." Ning Yixiu was a little embarrassed, he should say this not only because of a doctor, but also because he is a son of man.

He has been a doctor for so many years and has done a lot of operations. This time he was more nervous than before holding a scalpel, even more nervous than when he was operating alone with the scalpel for the first time.

"Good boy, you are a very good boy. It was my fault at the beginning. I shouldn't have separated your mother and child. If it weren't for me, you wouldn't be living outside, and your mother wouldn't always be sick, and your mother and son wouldn't They turned against each other." Fu Jincheng really regretted it, and when he looked back, those fame, wealth and wealth were all fake, and family affection was real.

But it was too late for him to regret it. Decades have passed, and the best time has already been missed.

He didn't take good care of any of the three children of the Fu family.

"Nonsense!" Mrs. Fu scolded.

"Mom!" Fu Jincheng didn't want to cause trouble again. For the rest of his life, he didn't want to seek a high position. He just wanted to retire and enjoy his old age with his family.

Mrs. Fu gave him a gouged look, "What? Afraid I will cause trouble for you? You committed crimes when you were young, and I haven't disliked you yet. Now that I'm old, do you think I'm in the way?"

How dare Fu Jincheng think so, even though she is old, Mrs. Fu is still a well-known iron-blooded lady.

"I don't dare, it's just that it's hard for the child to come home now. I want to be good, and the family can have a reunion dinner together in the future." Fu Jincheng's humble tone couldn't be more humble.

Hearing her son's pleading tone, Mrs. Fu had no choice but to restrain her temper.

"I didn't do anything to him." Mrs. Fu's expression was unnatural, "Don't hate your mother, and don't blame him. Everything is my fault. I didn't let your mother raise you. Why are you angry at me? This old woman is here, it’s a big deal, I’ll pay you with my life.”

Mrs. Fu has been strong all her life, and now, when she pleads with others, she is also an attitude of not fearing life and death.

Fu Jincheng opened his mouth wide in surprise.

Not only him, but even Fu Nianchen was greatly surprised.

"Grandma, you are too serious. Who will pay you with your life?" Fu Nianchen stepped forward to help Mrs. Fu.

Madam Fu felt the support at her hand, and her eyes were slightly red. It had been a long time, but the grandson she brought up with one hand was not so close to her.

"You still have two great-grandchildren and granddaughters who need to be hurt, so don't let go of us younger generations." Jian Changqing held Mrs. Fu's other arm.

The two of them are left and right, just like the left and right Dharma protectors.

He rallied tightly by her side, and firmly supported her.