Being a Lady of an Influential Family

  Chapter 212 Pain? (One more)

  There was silence in the ward, and the two people who were too close seemed to only hear each other's breathing and heartbeat.

  For a while, Leng Sa calmly said: "It's getting late, let's rest early."

  Fu Fengcheng opened his eyes and glanced at her, then slowly lay down again.

  Leng Sa turned off the lights in the ward, leaving only the lamp beside the bed. The room became dim and hazy again, and Leng Sa turned and went to lie down on the sofa on the other side to rest.

  I don't know how long I slept, Leng Sa in his sleep suddenly opened his eyes and sat up.

   Looking sideways to the bed next to him, Fu Fengcheng was still asleep, but something was obviously wrong.

  Leng Sa stepped forward, Fu Fengcheng, who was asleep, was flushed, his brows frowned, as if he was in a nightmare. Leng Sa reached out and probed his forehead, the temperature of her tentacles made her frown and turned to call for someone outside the door.

  Because the Fu family was hospitalized, the hospital can be said to be waiting 24 hours a day, but for a while, Lan Jing hurried in with the doctor.

  The doctor checked, slightly relieved, and whispered to Leng Sa, “Madam Young, don’t worry, it’s okay.”

   Frown eyebrows coldly, "He has a fever, isn't the wound inflamed?"

The doctor shook his head and said, "The current control is pretty good. This situation... shouldn't be a physical problem. It was also mentioned in the case handed to us by the Warlord. In the few months that we were injured, this situation happened repeatedly. Circumstances. We think it should be a psychological reason. There is no special way, and the use of medicine is not very useful. We can only try to use physical cooling. In this case, as long as it does not burn to a certain level, there should be nothing. questionable."

  Leng Sa silently memorized the symptoms and pathology of PTSD in his heart, and nodded, “I see, it’s been so late for the doctor.”

  The doctor hurriedly said: "It's all what we should do."

  Sent away the doctor Lan Jing brought alcohol and water according to the doctor's orders, and coldly twisted the veil to cool Fu Fengcheng. The busy schedule lasted for another two hours.

   When Fu Fengcheng's body temperature gradually returned to normal, it was already past four in the morning.

   Although Fu Fengcheng has been drowsy, he is still unstable.

Leng Sa looked at him and couldn't help but sighed slightly, Lan Jing stood aside and whispered, "Madam Young, Young Master..." With Da Young Fu's vigilance, if she fell asleep, she would have woken up now. , But it is really rare to say that he is in a coma and is still so restless in a coma.

   Leng Sa shook his head and said: "It's okay, you haven't slept in the middle of the night and go to rest for a while."

  Lan said quietly: "Madam, you haven't rested all night."

   Leng Sa said, "I will go back to rest when Yuan Ying and Xia Weian come." At this point, he looked at Fu Fengcheng on the hospital bed coldly, and couldn't help feeling a little bit of pity.

  Fu Dashao has a distinguished background and a distinguished status. However, when he was seriously ill and unconscious, only a few confidantes could stay by his side with her, the named wife who had not been there for a long time.

  Xu Shaoming and Xia Wei’an implied that during the coma, no outsiders could be allowed to approach Fu Dashao alone except Governor Fu, including Mrs. Fu.

  Of course, this will not be a decision made by Xu Shaoming and Xia Weian. Not only is Madam Fu suspecting that Fu Fengcheng will be disadvantageous to Fu Yucheng, but Fu Fengcheng also cannot trust his mother.

   stared at his face for a while, Leng Sa couldn't help but poked his cheek, "Why are you not afraid that I will be against you?"

  When Fu Fengcheng opened his eyes again, the ward was already bright, his cold eyes were full of fatigue and indifference, and the bottom of his eyes were faintly covered with dark red.

  As if he didn't fall asleep all night last night, but stayed up all night without closing his eyes.

  The injury of the left leg was still painful within a tolerable range. Yesterday the doctor in the hospital once again cut open the affected area that had been healed.

   Fu Fengcheng looked at the ceiling above his head, already numb to the pain.

  The gentle breathing sound next to him made him startled a little, and when he turned his head, he saw Leng Sa sitting in the chair beside the bed, leaning his head and leaning on the chair to fall asleep.

  Sleeping like this is obviously very uncomfortable, her eyebrows are still slightly wrinkled in her sleep, and her usual tranquility is lost.

   Fu Fengcheng did not wake Leng Sa, nor did he get up, but continued to lie motionless, staring at the woman beside the bed.

   Xu Shaoming opened the door and saw this scene, but when he saw Fu Fengcheng wake up, Xu Shaoming’s first glance was not joy but fright.

  Because Fu Fengcheng looked at Leng Sa's eyes too strangely, so strange that Xu Shaoming, who was born and died on the battlefield, couldn't help feeling shocked.

  It’s definitely not the way a husband looks at his wife, but it’s also not like the look at an enemy.

  The expression in his eyes was so complicated that Xu Shaoming couldn't tell what it meant for a while, just instinctively jumped in his heart.

  "Big Young..."

  The sound of pushing the door shocked Leng Sa. She quickly opened her eyes and saw that Fu Fengcheng was also slightly startled, "Are you awake?"

  Looking at Fu Fengcheng's appearance, it was obviously not like he just woke up. Fu Fengcheng nodded and said calmly, "Madam who worked hard last night." His expression was calm as usual, as if he was not the person who pinched Leng Sa's neck and said those things last night.

  Leng Sa shook his head without saying anything, turned to look at Xu Shaoming at the door, "Are you here during the day?"

  Xu Shaoming nodded and said: "Yes, Xia Wei'an has something to do. It just so happens that I can't do anything now, so I will come to the hospital to guard it."

  Leng Sa glanced at his shoulder, "How is the injury?"

  "It’s better, thank you Mrs. Shao for your concern. Mrs. Shao has worked hard, so it’s better to go back and rest first, here is me."

Before Leng Sa answered the conversation, Fu Fengcheng said solemnly, "I want to leave the hospital."

   Both of them were taken aback, and looked at Fu Fengcheng together.

  Xu Shaoming hesitated a little, "Major, your injury..."

   Fu Fengcheng said indifferently: "It's nothing, it's the same as before."

  That's what it says, but no one knows what the situation will be. If you stay in the hospital, you can get treatment if you have any problems.

  But Xu Shaoming knew that Fu Fengcheng had always been arbitrary, at least he couldn't persuade him. I had to look up at Leng Sa, and Leng Sa shook his head at him. She had persuaded him last night, and Fu Fengcheng obviously had no plans to change his mind.

  Xu Shaoming was a little disappointed, so he had to say, "Master, have you asked the warlord before making a decision?"

   Fu Fengcheng said solemnly: "Go through the discharge procedures."

  "……"

  Seeing Xu Shaoming's face embarrassed, he coldly said: "I've asked the doctor first."

  Xu Shaoming nodded hurriedly, "Yes, I will ask the doctor first." Without waiting for Fu Fengcheng's opinion, he turned and walked outside immediately.

  Leng Sa looked at Fu Fengcheng and did not speak, but just sat in the chair and moved his body. Sitting in front of the bed for a long time, she felt a little backache now.

  Fu Fengcheng looked at her deeply, but did not speak for a while. Leng Sa was a little hairy when he saw him, "Just say what you want."

  Fu Fengcheng said, "Nothing, you don't have to work so hard in the future, just let Xu Shaoming and Xia Weian stay."

   Leng Sa yawned, "I was suddenly hospitalized, do you think Xu Shaoming and Xia Weian will be fine to do?"

  It is precisely because of Fu Fengcheng's sudden admission that the affairs of Xia Wei'an and Xu Shaoming will increase exponentially.

Although Leng Sa is Mrs. Fu Shao, she also knows herself. She couldn't understand the real core secret of Fu Fengcheng, and naturally she couldn't help much.

  "Does Madam have nothing else to do?" Fu Fengcheng asked with a smile.

   Leng Sa said indifferently: "Yes, not a lot. It’s just that I’m in the hospital and I’m a madam who doesn’t care. Do you think it’s appropriate?"

   Fu Fengcheng chuckled, "Even Madam Fu can ignore it, let alone Madam Fu Shao?"

  Leng Sa thought for a while, "Yesterday afternoon, Madam came to the hospital, and you were unconscious at the time." From that time, Leng Sa also saw the real attitude of the people around Fu Fengcheng towards Madam Fu.

  Fu Fengcheng didn't care, "Do you remember what I said last night?"

  Leng Sa was silent for a while, looked at him and said, "Fu Fengcheng, what are you going to do?"

  Fu Fengcheng said: "It's nothing, madam, just remember what I said."

   "Did you dream of being injured last night...?" Leng Sa finally asked in a deep voice.

  Fu Fengcheng's eyes condensed, his expression instantly became cold and gloomy, and his calmness just before collapsed instantly as usual.

  Leng Sao looked at him calmly, "You are not injured for the first time, and this is not even the most serious injury you have ever suffered. It stands to reason that it will not have such a profound impact on you."

  From the results, the injury was indeed very serious, but in fact, Fu Fengcheng had suffered more severe injuries than this. It was the kind that would kill you if you were not careful.

  The **** corpses on the battlefield can't affect Fu Fengcheng's mind, but this injury has caused such a serious psychological impact on Fu Fengcheng, it can never be because of the legs alone.

  What was said last night was just a temptation from Leng Sa. Fu Fengcheng is indeed a person with high demands on himself, but at the same time, he is also a very strong psychological person, by no means a paranoid perfectionist.

  Because the leg injury may not be healed, so desperate to give birth to death, this is not the reaction Fu Fengcheng would have under normal circumstances.

  It is the behavior of the weak to give up survival because they may lose a leg.

  Fu Fengcheng, even if there is only one leg left, all those who have hurt him or despised him will step under their feet, and use the body of the loser to build his ladder to the heights.

   Leng Sa stood up, walked to Fu Fengcheng and sat down, "Fu Fengcheng, what happened on the day you were injured? You know who is behind the scenes, right?"

   "Shut up!" Fu Fengcheng said coldly, with violent fire raging in his eyes.

  Leng Sa lowered her voice and whispered, "It's related to Madam Fu."

   "I said shut up!" Fu Fengcheng sternly said, and finally couldn't help reaching out and pinching Leng Sa's neck.

  Leng Sa did not do anything, but calmly looked at him and whispered, "You actually understood it a long time ago, so why can't you let it go?"

   Tomorrow morning, I will no longer expect my mother’s feelings. Why do I still suffer so much because of her?

   Fu Fengcheng's lips overflowed with a cold smile, "I didn't give you the right to speculate about my thoughts."

  Leng Sa raised his hand and held his hand holding his neck, "I don't like others threatening my life." Without much effort, Fu Fengcheng's hand holding her neck was released.

   coldly said: "I don't know how to comfort people, but there is one sentence I hope you understand, all of this... is not your fault. At least, the person who made the first mistake was not you."

  Leng Sa is rare to be a little helpless, she is not good at communicating with people, and will not comfort them.

  She has lived in a family loved by her parents for the past two lifetimes. In fact, it is difficult for her to understand the complicated relationship between Fu Fengcheng and Mrs. Fu.

  If you follow the modern people’s thoughts of graciousness and enmity, don’t blame me for being unrighteous to me if you are unkind to me. Naturally, the so-called family affection of mahjong will be thrown out of the sky.

  But is it really that simple? It is one thing for a mother and a child not to talk to each other, but another thing for mothers who hate to kill their son.

  Even if he was raised by his grandfather and grandmother since he was a child, did the young Fu Fengcheng really never yearned for maternal love? Have you never envied your younger siblings being loved by your mother wholeheartedly?

  When things become like this, I really don’t know who to blame.

  But at least in this matter...Fu Fengcheng is innocent.

  (End of this chapter)