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At ten o'clock in the morning, the lights in the outer house were still on, Tweety rushed over and pushed open the door of the guest room.

Mrs. Wang was sitting in front of the bronze mirror taking off her face makeup. She had a bowl of high-grade bird's nest by her hand. She put a spoonful of it into her mouth and moistened her throat. "Have you finished tossing about in the courtyard?"

Tweety said, "Yes."

Mrs. Wang asked: "How did Fang Zesheng behave?"

Tweety said: "I didn't see how happy I was." She squatted down and beat Mrs. Wang's legs: "What do you think Erye Fu is so busy with pictures?"

Mrs. Wang put down the spoon, and opened a makeup box casually. There was no rouge and powder in it, but a stack of letters full of it. She said with a smile, "A person lives for a lifetime, but he is just a person with seven emotions and six desires. The second young master misses his childhood love. Seeing that Fang Zesheng is now There is compassion in this appearance, which is human nature."

Tweety said: "Isn't that too much thought?"

Mrs. Wang said: "The two of them got along well when they were children, so that's nothing."

Cui'er rolled her eyes: "Then why did Mrs. Liu agree to let Fu Jingxuan marry over? Isn't this a helper for Fang Zesheng? If he wants to get back..."

Mrs. Wang glanced at her: "Fang Zesheng is always the head of the Fang family. I'm just helping him with his business. How can I win or not?"

Cui'er hastily changed her words: "What madam said is true, but what if he helps Fang Zesheng?"

"Only him?" Mrs. Wang said, walking to the bed and pulling down the bed curtain: "It's not that I don't like Fu Jingxuan, he's a ghost, Liu Ruyan even gives him a headache, how can I take it lightly?" Have you seen him? I promised to help Liu Ruyan, but it was only because of human affairs in the business field, as for whether he will help Fang Zesheng after he comes?"

Mrs. Wang said: "I'm afraid that if he wants to help, Zesheng won't let him help."

Tweety asked, "Why?"

Mrs. Wang lay down and said: "Zesheng is so stubborn now, how could he ask for help when he is down?"

Cui'er stepped forward to help her cover the corner of the quilt, and helped her straighten the pair of gold silk embroidered shoes embroidered with rich and noble peonies on the ground, and said cautiously: "You said, is it true that the head of the family doesn't know what happened back then?"

Mrs. Wang closed her eyes and meditated, "He is so smart, what is there that he doesn't know?"

"Then he..." Tweety originally wanted to ask, "Then why didn't he seek revenge on you?" After thinking about it, a cripple and a dumb man have to carry the Fang family's century-old foundation to avoid being changed by others. What else to do but live cautiously?

Mrs. Wang had a merciful face, "Everyone is a businessman. If you can live with your face, you will make do with it. Of course, he understands what I want. I will wait for him for a few more years, and when he figures it out, he will justify it. It’s better for the Fang family to hand it to me than for him to live in an empty shell and send it under the fence, so he can feel at ease.”

The next day.

The carts in the yard stood still, Erye Fu stretched his waist, dressed in a frost-colored gown, and climbed up from the collapsed floor of the study.He pushed Fang Zesheng out and back last night, moved him back to the bed, and he followed the trend and lay down and fell asleep. He let Fang Dazhang scream and push him but he couldn't wake him up, and he purred happily Yang Yang, didn't open his eyes and swayed out until the sun was shining.

Fang Zesheng had already woken up, returned to the flower hall of the main house, and was entertaining Chen Fu who had just entered the door. Chen Fu, 52, had a wide forehead and a wide mouth, with a two-character beard. When he saw Fu Jingxuan walking in, he hurriedly stood up: "See Overpay the second master."

Fu Jingxuan arched his hands and smiled: "I think this is Dr. Chen?"

"Hey, it's the little old man."

Fu Jingxuan said: "Doctor Chen, please sit down." Then he came to Fang Zesheng and asked, "How did you sleep last night?"

Fang Zesheng didn't want to talk to him at first, but seeing him looking at him with a smile, he could only say, "It's okay."

Fu Jingxuan asked: "Really?"

Fang Zesheng responded, and was just about to find an excuse to send him away, but he heard: "Then sleep together tonight."

Pushing his nose to his face, he said that he was someone like Fu Erye.

Chen Fu sat on the side with a "hehe" smile, holding the medicine box and said, "Let me give acupuncture to the master first."

Fang Zesheng nodded.

"During this time, the boss, do you feel any sensation in your legs?" Chen Fu pressed his knees and asked, "Does this hurt?"

Fang Zesheng said, "It doesn't hurt."

Chen Fu moved to the position of his calf again, and pressed hard: "How about this?"

Fang Zesheng said, "It doesn't hurt either."

Chen Fu nodded: "That means it's not getting better. The little old man will give you the acupuncture first, and then help you change a pair of medicine soaked in water."

Fang Zesheng thanked him and read the book by himself, Fu Jingxuan didn't make any more noise, while drinking tea and thinking how to make Fang Zesheng's mouth curl up, he suddenly saw the dumb uncle standing aside with downcast eyes, holding his hand tightly. Clenching his fists, he looked pained.

An hour later, Chen Fu received the injection, got up and said goodbye, Fu Jingxuan followed the guests off, thought for a while and asked, "Is Fang Zesheng's leg still getting better?"

Chen Fu said: "Theoretically speaking, it should have been done long ago."

"What did Doctor Chen say?"

Chen Fu said: "The big man's leg was crushed by heavy objects in the early years. After I took over, he checked and found that his broken bones and muscles have been reattached. He should have been repaired for a year and a half, and he can walk around after a few months of reconstruction. Now Xiao Ba Nian can't stand up, but it's a bit strange."

Fu Jingxuan frowned: "You mean, it's a lie that Fang Zesheng couldn't stand up?"

"No, no, no." Chen Fu hurriedly waved his hands: "The little old man has practiced medicine for many years, and has seen many difficult and miscellaneous diseases. The big boss really can't stand up."

Fu Jingxuan asked: "How can you be so sure?"

Chen Fu said: "Every time I give him acupuncture, the needles are stuck on his important acupuncture points. The pain is not something ordinary people can bear. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is heartbreaking. It will jump up after every stitch, let alone dozens of stitches."

Fu Jingxuan asked: "Then why is he always bad?"

Chen Fu said: "Mrs. Wang often asks me about this."

Fu Jingxuan hesitated: "The relationship between you and Mrs. Wang..."

"Oh." Chen Fu said: "I was originally a barefoot doctor in Mrs. Wang's hometown. A few years ago, she sent someone to pick me up to have a look. It's easier for me to stay in the city."

It seems that Chen Fu is an ordinary doctor, but Wang Xiuhe is suspicious, so he personally found someone who knows the basics, so he can use it with confidence.Fu Jingxuan had never taken the initiative to ask about Fang Zesheng's lap, so he seized this opportunity to ask a few more questions.

"Then you can find out why he can't stand up?"

Chen Fu said: "The little old man is just guessing. It is estimated that it has something to do with the fire more than ten years ago. After all, the sudden changes in the family, no one can bear it, and the depression in his heart caused his legs to be unable to stand. This is very likely. .”

"Anything like that?"

Chen Fudao: "Yes, after all, the heart disease still needs heart medicine. The little old man's needle can't pierce his heart eye, so there is really nothing he can do."

Fu Jingxuan pondered for a while, then nodded: "Thank you, Doctor Chen, this way please."

After sending Chen Fu away, Fu Jingxuan went straight to the study. He knew that Fang Zesheng would not stay in the main room.Uncle Dumb's expression has returned to normal, but his eye sockets are still slightly red. Seeing Fu Jingxuan, he smiled helplessly, and gestured to serve tea.

Fu Jingxuan wandered around the house, teasing the little koi in the white jade vat for a while, watering the pomegranate flowers in the flowerpot for a while, just in time for Xiaoman, the pomegranate flowers were flourishing, and the green leaves were shaded, and Fu Erye picked up the scissors to trim the luxuriant They even hummed a little song leisurely, humming for a long time, entertaining themselves, as if they forgot that there was a big living person in the house.It wasn't until the eyes of the big living man came from behind from time to time that Fu Jingxuan raised his eyebrows, moved a round stool to sit opposite Fang Zesheng, and snatched his book.

Fang Zesheng's hands were empty, he looked at the air for a long time, frowned, not as knowledgeable as he was, he picked up another book, and before he opened it, it was snatched away again.

"What are you doing?" Fang Zesheng said displeased.

Fu Jingxuan said: "I don't do anything. What do you do? Why are you secretly looking at me?"

Fang Zesheng said, "I didn't look at you."

"Liar." Fu Jingxuan said, "It's just the two of us in the room, why bother to sneak around?"

Fang Zesheng kept a straight face, and picked up another book without saying a word.

Fu Jingxuan snatched the book again with a smile: "What's so good about the book, just look at me openly."