Mr. Fu, please stop being abusive. Madam has already signed the divorce papers.

An hour has passed since breakfast.

Wen Liang guessed that the old man had woken up, and went to the ward with Fu Zheng.

At this time, there were two more people in the ward, one was Fu Zheng's second aunt, and the other was a slightly distant cousin.

There were some more boxes of gifts in the corner, obviously visitors had come.

"Hey, Ah Zheng and Ah Liang are here."

"Second aunt, cousin." Wen Liang Fu Zheng greeted them.

Looking at this situation, the old man hasn't woken up yet.

"Go sit next to grandma," Fu Zheng said to Wen Liang.

There was a coffee table and two stools in the middle. He was afraid that Wen Liang could not see clearly, so he helped Wen Liang walk over and sat down on the sofa next to the old lady.

"The young couple has such a good relationship." The second aunt joked with a smile when she saw this scene.

The second aunt also saw the news about Fu Zheng and Chu Siyi.

But she didn't take it to heart. Aren't all men like this? No matter how much fun they have outside, they always have to return home.

"Isn't that right? Ah Zheng and Ah Liang are the most well-matched couple I have ever seen." My cousin smiled with a hint of flattery.

She has a slightly distant relationship with the Fu family. The whole family depends on the little business that leaks from the Fu family's fingers. As soon as they learned that the old man was sick and hospitalized, they immediately came to express their feelings. Fortunately, the old man and his wife still had Fu. Show your face in front of Zheng.

Fu Zheng smiled lightly and exchanged greetings with his cousin, "How is my uncle doing recently? I heard that he recently bought a small factory..."

Seeing that Fu Zheng was not displeased, my cousin took the initiative to chat with her, and with a blush on her face, she quickly replied, "Yes, he wants to expand his business in luggage..."

Fu Zheng answered a few words, and his cousin was very happy to the naked eye.

I don’t know where to go, but the topic branched off again.

My cousin's eyes turned to Wen Liang and Fu Zheng and said, "Ah Zheng is almost thirty this year, and Ah Liang is not young anymore. When do you plan to have a child?"

After saying that, the second aunt and the old lady also looked at Wen Liang and Fu Zheng.

The second aunt echoed, "That's right, it's time for you two to have a baby. Ah Liang is just the right age, and she recovers quickly after giving birth."

Wen Liang and Fu Zheng looked at each other.

The warm hand unconsciously placed on his lower abdomen.

She already had a child, but she didn't dare let the child's father know.

Fu Zheng smiled lightly and said unhurriedly, "We have no plans to have children yet."

Wen Liang's fingers tightened slightly, but his face remained calm, and he nodded in agreement.

"I understand, young people want to live in a world of two."

The old lady muttered, "I've urged them several times, but every time I've been prevaricating like this. I want to hold their child. I don't know how long it will take until the Year of the Monkey!"

Neither Wen Liang nor Fu Zheng said anything.

After sitting in the ward for a while, my cousin got up to leave. The old lady also sent Fu Zheng to work, so he didn't have to stay in the ward all the time.

After the two people left, the second aunt sat down next to Wen Liang and whispered, "Ah Liang, I advise you, it is better to have a child with Ah Zheng as soon as possible, so as not to be taken advantage of by the little stars outside. Wait until you have a child. My child, once you secure this position, no matter how much the little colorful flags outside are tossing around, you won’t be able to make waves.”

"Thank you, Second Aunt, for reminding me, I will consider it." Wen Liang replied, but couldn't help but wonder in her heart, if they really have a child, will Fu Zheng feel nostalgic?

It's just that she only dared to think about it, but she didn't dare to gamble.

She was gambling with her unborn child, and the consequences of losing were beyond what she could bear.

The old man stayed in the critical ward for three days. After being examined by Director Lin, he was transferred to the general ward.

Wen Liang has also been recuperating in the hospital these days, and goes to chat with the old man every day.

Her eyes were slowly getting better, and she could see things much more clearly than before.

The old lady also stayed in the hospital most of the time, accompanying the old man.

The old man didn't like being hospitalized, so he went home in a fuss after he got out of the critical ward.

They talked hard with Dean Lin to persuade him to stop.

"Tell me about you, aren't you just staying in the hospital for a few more days? What's wrong with that?" The old lady said while sitting on the edge of the bed, peeling fruit.

The old man muttered softly, "I don't like living in the hospital. Don't I know my body well?"

Just as he was talking, Fu Zheng came in from the outside, "Grandpa, just listen to Uncle Lin and stay here for a few more days before going back, otherwise we will be worried."

The old man was silent.

Fu Zheng looked at Wen Liang on the sofa, walked forward and put the things in his hands on the table, "I passed by Jinsheng Plaza and brought this to you."

It's the black forest cake from Wen Liang's favorite bakery.

Wen Liang raised his face with a smile and said to Fu Zheng, "Thank you."

She eagerly opened the package and tasted it with satisfaction.

Fu Zheng looked at the smile on Wen Liang's face and raised the corners of his lips unconsciously. He sat down next to Wen Liang and said warmly, "Eat slowly."

Wen Liang raised his head and glanced at him, "Do you want to try it?"

After asking, Wen Liang suddenly remembered that Fu Zheng didn't like sweets.

"Yes." Fu Zheng looked into her eyes and nodded lightly.

Wen Liang was stunned for a moment, then picked up a piece with a fork and brought it to Fu Zheng's mouth.

Fu Zheng ate it.

Seeing the interaction between the two, the old lady had a smile on her face and joked: "Zheng, didn't you bring anything for your grandparents? Have you forgotten your grandparents?"

"It's not just that they didn't bring us anything. I remember that Azheng didn't like cakes before, so he wouldn't even eat them. Now..." The old man looked at the two of them and smiled meaningfully.

The old lady smiled from ear to ear, "Zheng loves my wife very much. Maybe we can have a grandson soon."

After hearing what the two said, Wen Liang's face turned slightly red.

Since the old man became seriously ill, Fu Zheng has been living in the ward with her these days, facing each other day and night, sleeping in the same bed, it's like going back to the past.

There is no Chu Siyi, no divorce agreement.

They are just an ordinary and harmonious couple.

Fu Zheng looked at the blush on Wen Liang's face and curled his eyes.

"Stop talking, I'm embarrassed to see what you said about Ah Liang. Ah Liang still loves sweets after being at home for so many years." The old man said with a smile.

Because my heart was bitter, I wanted to eat something sweet. After so many years of eating, it gradually became a habit.

"Grandpa, please stop teasing me."

After Wen Liang finished tasting the cake, he stood up and threw the package into the trash can. He tripped over something and fell forward unsteadily.

Fu Zheng caught her with quick eyes and hands, clasped his waist, and looked at each other, "Why are you so careless?"

Wen Liang held Fu Zheng's shoulders to steady himself, "Sorry, I was dazzled just now."

She was dazzled because her eyes had not fully recovered.

Fu Zheng carefully helped her sit down on the sofa, "Are you hurt?"

"The corner of the table just touched my knee."

Fu Zheng immediately squatted down in front of the sofa, "Which side?"

"left."

Fu Zheng carefully lifted up her long skirt, and there was a bruise on her previously fair knees.

Fu Zheng pressed lightly, and Wen Liang immediately stopped him, "Don't press, it hurts."

Fu Zheng stood up and looked at her, "Sit here and don't move. I'll get you some medicine."

"It doesn't matter, it's nothing serious."

"That's not OK."

He strode out of the ward.

As soon as Wen Liang raised his head, he met the ambiguous gaze of the old man and the old lady, and suddenly felt a little embarrassed.

The old lady cleared her throat, "This brat is quite sensible. Ah Liang, don't be polite to him. If you need anything, just ask him."

Wen Liang blushed and nodded gently.

"Grandma, I know."

Fu Zheng took the ointment, squatted down in front of Wen Liang, wiped it gently with alcohol cotton, then dipped some ointment in a cotton swab and applied it gently.

Wen Liang looked at his serious look and felt something in her heart.

His eyes seemed to be looking at something precious.

After applying the medicine, Fu Zheng put a small piece of gauze on with medical tape, put down his warm skirt, and said, "It's ready."

"Ahem, Ah Liang, Ah Zheng, since I'm here to guard your grandpa, you should go back first," the old lady said.

The old man echoed: "That's right, you go back. I have your grandma, caregivers, and nurses here. Nothing will happen."

"There is no need for you to spend all your time here. Ah Liang has been staying in the hospital these days and has never been out. She must be bored. Ah Zheng, please take her out for a meal and a walk."

"Grandpa, I'm fine."

"A Liang, grandpa knows that you are filial, but don't just think about grandpa, think more about yourself."

Wen Liang looked up at Fu Zheng.

Fu Zheng nodded lightly, "Grandpa and grandma, I will take Ah Liang away first. If anything happens to you, you must call me."

The old man waved his hand, "I know, I know, what can happen to me in the hospital?"

"Let's go." Fu Zheng looked at Wen Liang and stretched out his hand.

Wen Liang held his hand: "Let's go. Goodbye, grandparents. I'll come see you tomorrow."

The two walked out of the ward holding hands.

After leaving the ward, Wen Liang let go of his hand, and Fu Zheng felt empty in his heart.

He clenched his fists and said, "What do you want to eat?"

"Let's go to the newly opened Western restaurant on Qinzhou Road. I heard it's pretty good."

"it is good."

The two arrived at the garage together, Wen Liang sat in the passenger seat, and Fu Zheng drove to Qinzhou Road.

In the car, Wen Liang received a call from the police.