"Alone?" I asked.

"Yes," Chen Yi nodded and said, "and deliberately avoided the second miss."

"So..." people still can't stand to speculate.

I'm very pleased with Gu Nanxun's choice in Murong's family these days. It has changed in less than three days. It's still difficult for children to withstand the temptation.

Fu Shenyan's worry is not unreasonable. Perhaps Gu Nanxun has always remembered that he was abused by his adoptive father and adoptive mother, and finally found a chance to retaliate.

Fu Shenyan was very calm. Without changing his face, he brushed the newspaper in his hand and sent Chen Yi away, "I see. Go out first."

Watching Chen Yi's figure disappear at the door, he thought for a while, turned his head and looked at Fu Shenyan, "you don't seem surprised at all?"

"So I should lose my appearance?" Fu Shenyan still looked pale. It was clear that there was a boring financial newspaper in front of him, but he smiled like an entertainment magazine. "If I were you, I wouldn't miss such a good opportunity to monitor."

"But Gu Nanxun has refused." I shrugged and said if I didn't have any confidence, I wanted to see how Fu Shenyan thought of the two people's private friendship.

"So what?" Fu Shenyan closed the newspaper and turned around, staring at me with deep eyes. "You know, in the eyes of businessmen, there is no impossible business, only immature prices. As long as the chips are in place, everything is possible, isn't it?"

Although I don't want to admit this theory, I have to say that he hit the nail on the head.

If we agree, there is nothing to argue about.

Reluctantly smiled and half joked, "the talents in the village weigh the pros and cons. Gu Nanxun is just a child. We gave him a home. Maybe the result may not be as bad as we think."

"Then make a bet." Fu Shenyan adjusted his posture, folded his legs, and put his hand with the newspaper on his lap. "I bet he will disappoint you."

Shrugged and accepted the challenge, "let's try, but we can't really let him inquire about the news at home and find a way to test it?"

"No hurry." Fu Shenyan lowered his eyes and looked stunned for a while. He seemed to think of something. He threw the newspaper on the table and sat up straight again. He faced me more formally, adjusted his expression and said solemnly, "the result came out. Gu Han is really very ill."

He paused, remained silent for a moment, and looked at me earnestly. "My words still count. I support any decision you make."

Avoiding the patient's bony visual impact and hearing Fu Shenyan say so is much calmer than in the hospital, but I still feel it's a pity.

"Is there any help?" I asked.

"I have contacted the most authoritative experts in relevant fields and will arrive in Beijing from all over the world in the next few days," Fu Shenyan said.

I nodded. These things he had always arranged were watertight, and there was not much need for inquiry.

But at this time, Jane's reminder is no longer alarmist, "in the evening, you accompany me to the hospital and realize that in the final stage, patients need encouragement most."

At this moment, I was surprisingly rational, without any ups and downs. For a second, I even felt that I was no different from those doctors who were used to life and death. I was numb for a long time.

"OK." Fu Shenyan readily agreed and got up and went upstairs. "I'll arrange it."

No unnecessary communication is good for both of us.

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