Chapter 2181: It Might Not Be a Matter of My Own
tooJust now I was so preoccupied with my thoughts that I didn't notice, the driver who opened the door doesn't seem to be the usual one who picks her up, but Fu Mo Han's personal driver!Faced with Fu...After a period of absence, Fu Shaoqing felt that his mother looked even more haggard.
After sleeping for so long, with no signs of waking up, Fu Shaoqing would sometimes feel that she might just sleep forever.
She asked the doctor, and the doctor told her that maintaining the status quo was the most stable option at present. As for when she would wake up, it was uncertain.
Fu Shaoqing did not make things difficult for the doctor. His mother's condition was not caused in a short period of time.
He reached out and pulled over a chair beside him, then sat down and took his mother's hand from the bed.
Very thin, almost to the bone, very wrinkled, and the skin has the color of someone in their seventies or eighties.
Fu Shaoqing's heart ached with sadness and distress. He gently rubbed his brows, then asked in a low voice, "Mom, what do you mean by the address you left"
In her hospital bed, He Shumei lay with closed eyes, breathing faintly, unable to give any response.
He looked for a while, silently put down He Shumei's hand and covered her with the quilt.
He had so many things he wanted to say to her, but now she knew nothing about it. The words he wanted to say were stuck in his throat, unable to utter a single one.
After a moment of silence, Fu Shaoqing let out a soft sigh and said in a low voice, "Rest well. I'm leaving."
Having said that, he got up, put the chair in order, and turned to leave the ward.
The VIP ward corridor was deserted, save for him. He walked silently to the elevator, raised his hand, and pressed the call button.
The elevator arrived soon, and he got off and left the hospital.
As Fu Shaoqing was about to step into the car, a woman's voice came from behind him.
"Wait, wait a minute." He retracted his foot that was about to step on the car and looked in the direction of the voice.
A young woman, probably in her twenties, dressed casually and quite pretty, ran up to him in a hurry, almost bumping into his car. She gasped for breath and said, "Are you Fu Shaoqing"
"Is something the matter" Fu Shaoqing was certain he didn't know this woman.
"Wait somewhere, I'll tell you later. Get in the car quickly." The woman said as she got into Fu Shaoqing's car and greeted him.
Fu Shaoqing watched her skillfully get into the carriage, and frowned unpleasantly.
He didn't recognize the woman. Looking at her appearance, it seemed like she had something to tell him.
Fu Shaoqing did not coax the woman out of the car. He got in and started the vehicle.
"Where to" he asked the woman in the back seat as they drove out of the parking lot.
"Anywhere will do, just away from the hospital." The woman replied, glancing at the rear window every so often as if afraid of running into someone.
Fu Shaoqing remained silent, and after ten or so minutes of driving, they were already over ten stops away from the hospital.
He found a secluded place to park, where few people went. He stopped the car and slightly raised his eyes, looking through the rearview mirror at the woman sitting in the backseat.
"May I"
The woman raised her head, looked around, and nodded.
"Sure." She put away her phone after saying that.
"Well, what do you want" Fu Shaoqing asked directly.
The woman lightly furrowed her brow, pursed her lips as if she had made a great decision, and said, “I’ve found that your mother hasn't woken up, and it might not be because of herself.”
"What do you mean!"
Fu Shaoqing's expression tightened, he turned his body to look at the woman still sitting in the back seat, and asked coldly, "Who are you!" it sounds good."To be honest, Su Han's voice is quite pleasant. The lyrics, pieced together with the melody, sound pretty good.Along the way, Su Han kept replaying the incomplete version of the song...