Did the eldest lady abuse the scumbag today?

Chapter 353 Everyone Cares About Her (Part )

Fu Rao was in a coma for three whole months.

"Nannan, please wake up soon. If you don't wake up, what will grandpa do?"

Old Master Fu looked at the lifeless figure lying on the hospital bed, his heart filled with sadness.

Doctors don’t treat themselves, is that right?

With Nannan's acupuncture skills, if she was not sick, she could save herself, but now she is lying here lifeless. Famous doctors from home and abroad have tried, but none of them can wake her up.

Old Master Fu looked at Fu Rao deeply, his body shaking a little, and prepared to leave the ward.

"Dad, you go back and rest. I'll stay here to take care of A Rao."

Shan Yi's face, which had been well-maintained, now looked haggard.

She went forward to support the old man and persuaded him to go home.

"No need, Bo Wu, go and help Nannan with the discharge procedures. Our Nannan cannot lie in a cold hospital. She shouldn't be alone."

"Old Chief, Miss Fu cannot be discharged from the hospital in this condition."

When the dean heard the old man's words, he wiped the sweat from his forehead.

"It's been three months, and I've heard you say this no less than eight hundred times! If she doesn't leave the hospital, will she have to lie in the hospital every day? If she doesn't leave the hospital, do you have a way to wake her up? If you have a way to wake her up now, I'll agree to whatever you say. The question is, do you have a way?"

Mr. Fu looked angry.

No matter how good his temper is, he can't stand it now.

"Old Commander, I..."

The dean's face turned pale and blue, and he opened and closed his mouth, but he couldn't come up with any reason.

For three whole months, he had tried everything, but Fu Rao still couldn't wake up. If he had a way, he wouldn't be so distressed.

"Nannan is my granddaughter. Even if she can't wake up, she can only stay at home. I can't leave her alone in a cold hospital! Go and complete the discharge procedures. We will be discharged now. Nannan, grandpa will take you home."

"Dad, I know. I'll do it right away and we'll take our daughter home."

Fu Bowu nodded and turned to go through the discharge procedures.

"Old man, you are right. Miss A Rao has slept for so long. She must not like it here. She prefers her warm home." The old lady also said.

"Grandpa, my little sister doesn't like hospitals. Let's take her home. Everything will be fine when we get home."

Fu Jue nodded, and his heart sank a little when he looked at the lifeless person lying on the hospital bed.

Little sister, please wake up soon. With so many family members worried about you, how can you bear to continue sleeping?

"Well, Nannan, let's go home. Grandpa will take you home. You have family members who love you at home. We will all be with you. You won't be alone."

Mr. Fu nodded heavily, holding back the tears in his eyes, and turned away.

The moment I turned around, I couldn't hold back the tears any longer and they burst out.

The autumn wind blows, everything becomes bleak, and bare branches can be seen everywhere.

The entire Fu family was immersed in a depressing atmosphere.

Room on the second floor.

Fu Bowu held Fu Rao and gently placed her on her princess bed.

He clearly looked like he was fast asleep, so why wasn't there any sign of him waking up?

Fu Bowu sighed, covered Fu Rao with the quilt, then sat down gently on the edge of the bed, frowning, and just looked at Fu Rao quietly.

For a whole month, Shan Yi and Wang Ma would massage Fu Rao's body every day to prevent her skin from becoming stiff.

In the study.

Mr. Fu sat in front of the desk, motionless, like an old monk in meditation.

Time passed slowly, the sounds of footsteps outside gradually died down, the entire Fu family was silent, and everyone fell into a deep sleep.

Mr. Fu's eyes, which were originally closed, suddenly opened. He moved his right hand on the table, and a secret room appeared.

He walked in the familiar secret passage with a nervous heart, feeling mixed emotions.

"You came."

A vicissitudes of life voice sounded, and the old man sat cross-legged and looked at the person who came.

"Grandma, please save the only granddaughter of the Fu family!"

Mr. Fu stood tall and straight, then knelt down in front of the old man, unable to control the tears in his eyes any longer.

The normally calmest and most steady person just started sobbing in front of the old man.

At this time, Mr. Fu was like a child, crying about the grievances in his heart in front of his relatives.

As the head of the family and the backbone of the Fu family, no matter what happens, he remains calm and tries to remain stable. But who knows the pain and worries in his heart?

He couldn't show such an expression in front of his family, and he was not allowed to do so.

From childhood to adulthood, the burden on him has been very heavy, making him feel like he is walking on thin ice every step he takes.

No one knows how many hardships he has gone through for the sake of his family and to preserve the only bloodline of the Fu family, but he has survived them all.

Years later, Fu Rao's change not only changed him, but also changed other people in the Fu family.

He said nothing about what happened to Fu Rao and let it develop as it came.

As the time for the Qingluan Sword to be unveiled draws closer and as the prophecy comes true, he has made all preparations.

Even if the Fu family cannot be saved, everyone will be able to escape safely.

He sent Fu Jue to the military academy to receive the most difficult and tiring training, hoping that Fu Jue could protect Fu Rao, but now Fu Rao's sudden coma has disrupted all his plans.

As time goes by, Fu Rao's chances of waking up become less and less.

With no other options, he could only seek help from his ancestors.

"You kid, you're already old, and you're still crying. Aren't you afraid of being laughed at?"

The old man shook his head, somewhat helplessly.

"Grandma, you can laugh if you want, but please save our daughter."

Mr. Fu slowly calmed himself down and spoke to the old man beside him.

"When you've vented enough, get up."

The old man waved his hand, and Mr. Fu's kneeling body was slowly lifted up.

"Grandma, my daughter..."

At this time, Mr. Fu had returned to his usual appearance, but he looked a little haggard.

"I know."

The old man nodded and motioned for him to continue.

"Grandma, are you willing to leave here and save our daughter?"

Mr. Fu looked excited.

As long as great-grandmother takes action, the girl will be saved!

"First, tell me what happened in the past three months?"

The old man nodded.