Being a Lady of an Influential Family

  Chapter 218 Identity (one more)

  Leng Sa couldn't help sighing in his heart as he looked at Fu Dujun's ferocious appearance.

  In the past, it was sandwiched between the parents and the wife, but now it is sandwiched between the son and the wife. Dujun Fu must have a headache.

  However, Leng Sa gets along more with Fu Fengcheng after all, so he is naturally on Fu Fengcheng's side, so he is more curious about why Dujun Fu married Mrs. Fu in the first place? After all, Dujun Fu does not seem to have such a deep affection for Madam Fu, is it really just because of Fu Fengcheng?

  If Governor Fu took his son so seriously when he was young, he would not have raised a bunch of mediocre talents except for the self-taught Fu Fengcheng.

  Just as a junior, it is obviously not appropriate to inquire about the love affairs of the elders. Leng Sa could only silently shut up, and the atmosphere in the study was a bit embarrassing for a while.

   Fortunately, someone soon came to relieve Leng Sa's embarrassment, and the person who was consulting for Fu Fengcheng in the other room came out.

  Besides Gong Sihe, there were four people invited into the study by Uncle Shun. The oldest looked gray-haired, and the youngest looked at least in his early forties. These were all the famous doctors and royal doctors from the capital. Among them, the well-known doctor Zhang Ruoxu who was standing beside Gong Sihe in his fifties with gray hair, a clear face and a pair of round glasses was the famous doctor in Beijing.

  Zhang Ruoxu and Dujun Fu are no longer strangers, so he came in without restraint and just nodded as a greeting, "Warlord."

  Supervisor Fu quickly stood up and said, "I’m really sorry, gentlemen, who came from afar and haven’t had time to rest. Please sit down and talk, Han Ran, and have tea."

  Han Ran nodded, "Yes, Warlord."

  Several people said that the warlord did not have to be polite, and they took their seats after some politeness.

  Zhang Ruoxu’s eyes fell on Leng Sa, who was following Governor Fu, and said, "This is the young lady?"

  Fu Dujun smiled, "Yes, it's the eldest daughter-in-law, the old granddaughter."

  Zhang Ruoxu nodded and said: "Blessed for the young and old, and the warlord has a good eye."

  If Governor Fu can still come and compliment him, I can’t wait. Dujun Fu said solemnly, "Mr. Zhang, just give me a word, what happened to the boss's injury?"

  The study fell silent for an instant, and the doctors looked at each other without speaking first.

  In the end, Zhang Ruoxu looked at a few of his colleagues and said, “I'm sorry, the warlord...the situation of the younger ones is not very optimistic.”

Dujun Fu was a little anxious, "Why are you not optimistic? The previous injury has healed, as long as the bullet is not moved... the situation should at least stabilize for a period of time. Let us slowly figure out a solution. I heard that some people have physical health. With shrapnel or something in it for decades, isn't it okay?"

Zhang Ruoxu sighed and said: "There is indeed such a situation, but...it is obviously not in this situation. The location of the injury is too coincidental, as long as a little action is not careful, it will always cause a recurrence. His physique is also on the one hand, in short... I also told the warlord earlier that it’s not that you won’t be okay if you don’t take the bullet forcibly."

  Du Jun was silent for a long time, and then asked a little tiredly, "Then Mr. Zhang thinks...what should I do next?"

  Zhang Ruoxu was silent for a while, Fu Dujun said: "Mr. Zhang, just say it, no matter what the result is, I can accept it."

Zhang Ruoxu sighed and said: "Warlord, I am incompetent... I still meant it a few months ago. I couldn't take out the bullet without hurting my legs at all. Now forcibly taking it out, the worst result is Amputated, but there is a high probability...With your colleagues here, the legs should be kept. I hope the Overseer can make a decision early."

  Only this will cause permanent damage to Fu Dashao's leg nerves and bones. At least with the current medical level in the world, it is almost impossible for a miracle to happen.

  But if he hesitated, Young Master Fu could only save his life by breaking his leg. When the situation is critical, the operation is carried out in a hurry. On the contrary, it is more dangerous than it is now.

  "Everyone...what else do you think?" Zhang Ruoxu looked at the other three doctors.

Everyone shook their heads, and one of the old gentlemen said: "If Dr. Hua is here...with his ability to be called a magical hand, maybe there is still some hope. The old family inherited the method of postoperative care and rehabilitation of bone injuries may help. The young and old recovered a bit.” This old gentleman is the imperial physician in the palace, and he is still serving the royal family even now.

   Another shook his head and said: "It was the peak of Hua Shengshou, now Hua Shengshou is not young, and his hands may not be as stable as before."

  Fu Junjun couldn’t help feeling a little desperate in his heart. Others knew that this matter was too difficult to handle, so they didn’t rush to rush. Zhang Ruoxu just said, “There is still time, the warlord and the young men may wish to think again.”

   Governor Fu nodded and asked Han Ran to send some famous doctors to the guest hospital to rest. As Zhang Ruoxu's student, Gong Sihe naturally followed suit to settle his teacher first.

  "What do you think?" In the empty study room, Governor Fu asked Leng Sa, who was sitting opposite him.

   Leng Sa lowered his head and was silent for a moment, before he whispered: "This matter... after all, he has to make his own decision." They can persuade him, but they can't make the decision for him.

   Fu Dujun looked a little solemn, "What if he insists on it?"

   "Warlord." Leng Sa sighed and said: "A young man is not someone who dares not face his own life, this kind of thing...If someone else makes a decision on his behalf, he will really never stand up."

  Some people are born weak, and the more important things are, the more they rely on others, because in this way, no matter whether the result is good or bad, they can transfer the responsibility to the person who makes the decision for them, or simply cannot make up their minds. But Fu Fengcheng is not such a person, he has the ability and the decision to make any choice for his life.

  It seems that Governor Fu is also a decisive person. If Fu Fengcheng insists on not cooperating, he is likely to go directly over Fu Fengcheng to make a decision.

  Supervisor Fu frowned and said: "You also heard what Zhang Ruoxu said? Can you still watch him look for death?"

   said coldly: "Isn't it the end? Maybe there is any way?" If he really wants to die, you really have to worry about it.

   Governor Fu sighed and said: "Never mind, I can't control him. You can persuade him more, I think he can listen to you."

  Leng Sa secretly said in his heart, you also look at me too highly.

  Sent away Fu Dujun, Leng Sa turned around and entered the bedroom.

  Lan Jing guarded the door with some trepidation, and was relieved when she saw Leng Sa coming over.

  Leng Sa nodded to him to indicate that she can go to work, Lan Jing trot away quickly. Although she was quite independent when she was alone for several years, she really hadn't experienced such a big scene several times, so she still had to find a place to slow down.

  Leng Sa walked into the room, Fu Fengcheng was still awake and was sitting on the bedside looking at the things in his hands. He raised his head to look at her when he heard the footsteps, and said coldly, "Xu Shaoming is okay, saying that there is something to do and drove away."

   Fu Fengcheng nodded, "What did the old man tell you?"

   Lengsa walked to the bed and sat down, "Can't you guess?"

   "Let you persuade me?" Fu Fengcheng naturally guessed, "What persuaded me? Have another operation? Or should I apologize to my mother?"

  Listening to his mocking tone, Leng Sa couldn't help but sighed slightly, "Fu Fengcheng, have you told the warlord about your mother?"

  Fengcheng was taken aback, and fell silent.

Leng Sa said: "You and your wife are mother and child. You are born below when you face her. Unless you are willing to solve the problem with private means, you will be ignorant of what you do. But... how do you know that Dujun Fu has no way to solve it? ?"

  This is not a question of ability, but a question of identity.

   Just as Madam Fu has a natural advantage against Fu Fengcheng, Du Jun Fu also has a natural advantage against Madam Fu. Leng Sa certainly does not advocate using the identity of a husband to oppress his wife, but sometimes you have no other way to deal with some of the best things.

  For example, Leng Sa faced the old lady Leng, what can she really do to him?

  In fact, it can’t, even if the old man is so angry that Qiqiao makes smoke, that’s all. Even if she was anxious and wanted to put a sack on him and beat him, she would definitely not be fair.

   Fu Fengcheng said coldly, "How do you think he can solve it?"

   said coldly: "I don't know, but at least it is easier to solve than you."

  "What if he refuses?" Fu Fengcheng disapproved.

   "How do you know he refused? Because of Fu Yucheng and Fu Anyan?" Leng Sa said.

  In fact, there is Fu Fengcheng. As long as Mrs. Fu is the wife of Dujun Fu, then the three of Fu Fengcheng are the rightful heirs of Dujun Fu. If Mrs. Fu really committed something and was dealt with by someone, then the identities of the three of them would become very embarrassing.

   Even the slightest result, Dujun Fu divorced Mrs. Fu, there are some things that can’t be kept secret. Because Fu Fengcheng caused Governor Fu to leave his wife who had been with him for almost 30 years, what was it called?

If Dujun Fu really likes the new and dislikes the old, it would be nice to say which beauty wants to stop his wife and marry another. If it is because of Fu Dashao that divorced the husband and wife who has been with him for nearly 30 years, this is really a legend for most of his life. .

  Fu Fengcheng raised his hand and gently stroked the hair on her shoulder, and smiled, “I know these things in my heart, and they will be over soon, so don’t worry.”

  Leng Sa's heart sank, but on the contrary, he felt even more disturbed.

  Looking at Fu Fengcheng carefully, he reached out and touched his forehead. The temperature had gone down a lot but it was still slightly higher than normal, "Fu Fengcheng, are you still in pain?"

  How can it not hurt? Not to mention that the reopened wound can't be healed in just a few days.

  The effects of painkillers in this era are not so good, and Fu Fengcheng does not want to become dependent or let the drugs affect him. It is not that the pain is to a certain degree and he will not take medicine.

  Fu Fengcheng was silent for a long time before nodding slowly.

  Leng Sa was also silent for a while before he said: "What can I do for you?"

  Fu Fengcheng stretched out his hand and pulled her into his arms, and said, "Let me hold her for a while."

   Leng Sa moved a little uncomfortably, and didn't quite understand what he meant. Can a hug relieve the pain?

   Fu Fengcheng leaned on her shoulder, closed his eyes and remained silent for a while before whispering in a low voice: “I always dream and can’t sleep. When I wake up, I feel cold all over.”

  It's still midsummer now, so naturally it won't be really cold.

   Lengsa sighed, reached out his hand to hold him and gently patted him on the back: "It's okay, all the dreams are fake."

   "It's true." Fu Fengcheng said.

   Leng Sa asked, "What did you dream of?"

  This time Fu Fengcheng was silent for a longer time, until he fell asleep in this posture with Leng Sa and Leng Sa did not wait for his answer.

  Leng Sa carefully supported him to lie down, only to see the heavy shadow under his eyes.

  Leng Sa knew that she was not very honest when she slept, so she suffered from injuries to Fu Fengcheng's leg. She slept on the sofa outside for the past two days. But he didn't notice, Fu Fengcheng didn't know if it was because of the pain or the nightmare, he might not have fallen asleep at all in the two nights.

  "Don't go." Leng Sa was about to get up when he was stopped by someone.

Leng Sa patted his hand and whispered, "I'm not going, let's go to sleep." Leaning over and picking up the papers that fell to the floor from the bedside, Leng Sa patted the dust and sat on the bed again. One hand was taken by Fu Fengcheng. Grabbing the other hand and flipping through the file with one hand.

  　 I’m a little bit hurt about what I wrote in the past two days~ OK, all the tragic situations of the young and old are concentrated in these few paragraphs, it will be peaceful afterwards~

  (End of this chapter)