All the difficulties and sufferings of these days are not as powerful as these words.

Like the last straw that broke the camel's back, Fu Jianting's already overwhelmed back was finally completely crushed, and he completely collapsed.

Fu Jianting didn't know when he passed out, but when he woke up again, the scene in front of him had turned into a hospital.

It was still the familiar ward, where he lived in the last heart attack.

An unknown liquid was hanging on the infusion stand above his head, and it was flowing into his body drop by drop along the transparent hose.

Fu Jianting forced himself to sit up, and as soon as he sat up straight, he saw the single sofa not far away.

There was a sudden pain in his heart, and he suddenly remembered that the last time he had a heart attack and was hospitalized, Fu Chenze slept on that sofa to accompany him at night.

At that time, Fu Jianting had just found out about his affair with Fu Shuangchi, and was angry with him, unwilling to see him, so he deliberately turned his back to him even when sleeping.

Fu Chenze didn't say anything, but just accompanied him quietly.

But in fact, Fu Jianting knew that at night, he came over to tuck himself in the quilt, and stood behind him and said to himself, "Dad, I'm sorry."

It's just that Fu Jianting was so annoyed at him at that time, so naturally he wouldn't respond.

Since then, their father and son have been estranged.

They've never been this close before.

In fact, for so many years, except for the matter with Fu Shuangchi, Fu Chenze has always done a good job.

No matter how strict he was, he could do it.

He told Fu Chenze when he was ten years old, "In the future, you will be responsible for the Fu family. You must work hard, you must be excellent in everything, and you must strive for the first place. You must not be compared by others."

Fu Jianting knew he was listening.

But how did it become like this later?

Why does he like Shuangchi?And why would you want to drive Yan Qiu to death?

Every time he thought of these two things, Fu Jianting felt that he didn't seem to know this son at all.

But speaking of it, he never seemed to get to know him well.

The relationship between father and son has always been order and obedience, demand and execution. Even when they knew about him and Fu Shuangchi, they only accused him, thinking that he violated ethics and shamed the Fu family, but they never explored the reason.

And him and Yan Qiu.

Why the last words he left to himself were, "Will you regret it?"

And why did he drag Yan Qiu to die together?

His eldest son died at the bottom of the river half a month ago, his second son was estranged from him, and his youngest son was in prison.

No one would explain it to him, so Fu Jianting thought, would he die without knowing the reason?

Thinking of this, he thought of Yan Qiu again.

Still in this ward.

He remembered that Yan Qiu had disappeared for a long time when he was hospitalized last time. At that time, he felt that Yan Qiu was too indifferent, but later he heard the old man say that Yan Qiu was also undergoing surgery at that time, and he was only six floors away from him.

Thinking of this, Fu Jianting felt even more pain in his heart, as if cut by a knife.

So he reached out and pulled out the infusion needle on the back of his right hand. Because he pulled it out too quickly, the needle accidentally scratched the back of his hand, and tiny drops of blood burst out instantly.

But Fu Jianting didn't care, he let the blood drops slide down the back of his hand, a few drops landed on the snow-white bed sheet, and soon condensed into dried blood.

Fu Jianting wiped the back of his hand on the sheet, then got up and walked out.

It was already early in the morning, and the corridors of the hospital were very quiet, except for the occasional slight noises from the nurses on duty at the nurse station.

Fu Jianting did not take the elevator, but came to the stairwell, held on to the handrail of the stairs, and walked down step by step, stepping on the moonlight to the twelfth floor.

The environment on the twelfth floor was obviously different from the upstairs, without the luxury and quietness above, it instantly became crowded and noisy.

Fu Jianting didn't know which ward Yan Qiu used to live in, so he could only look in one by one through the small glass window on the door.

Some of them are double rooms, some are triple rooms, and there are low escort beds between the beds, on which the accompanying family members curl up.

But no matter how crowded the ward is, every patient is accompanied by family members.

What about Yan Qiu?

Was there anyone with him at the time?

Fu Jianting hunched over, looking in while walking.

It has been too long, and Fu Jianting also knows how superfluous his concern is now.

But he still couldn't help thinking back, which ward did Yan Qiu live in?Was he scared during the operation?Who took care of him after the operation?Why would you rather do the surgery yourself than tell your family?

When thinking of the last question, Fu Jianting himself felt ridiculous.

why?

Probably what the old man said, his biological son hadn't heard from him for more than ten days, he was neither in a hurry nor wanted to contact him, the first thing he saw when he came back was not to care, but to ask him why he didn't come to the hospital to see him?

Even today, the image of Yan Qiu in his mind is still vague.

He didn't grow up by my side for the first twenty years, and then he finally came back. I didn't even take a good look at him, I didn't chat with him alone, I didn't ask him about his preferences, and I didn't talk to him about his future plans..

He didn't even change his surname back to Yan Qiu.

Is there no time?Of course not, he just didn't care.

He is well aware of the impact of the first twenty years of life on a person, so he made a judgment on Yan Qiu in his heart early on.

He can't help himself, and he won't have much promise in the future.

Letting him go to the company is just giving him a meal for the sake of blood relationship.

Later, it was also because of Mr. Li that he valued him more.

So what does his baby look like?

After Fu Chenze walked through all the wards, he sat on a chair in the corridor exhaustedly thinking about it, but even if he racked his brains, he still couldn't piece together Yan Qiu's appearance.

He raised his hand to cover his eyes, and his eyes were instantly plunged into darkness.

The words that the assistant said in his ear sounded again, "Is the result now what you want? Will you regret it? Will you regret it?"

At first it was the voice of the assistant, but after a while it became the voice of Fu Chenze and Yan Qiu.

They kept in his ears, asking over and over again: "Will you regret it? Will you regret it?"

"Will you regret it?"

"Will you regret it?"

...

The nurse who checked the night came out of the ward next to him and saw an old man over fifty years old in a hospital gown sitting on a chair in the corridor, covering his eyes with his hands, sitting there motionless, so he hurried over, "SoWhy don't you go to bed late? Which ward are you in?"

However, the old man didn't respond, but his shoulders trembled undetectably.

"you……"

Before the nurse finished speaking, the old man finally let go of his hands covering his face.

Seeing his face, the nurse fell silent for a moment.

Judging from his gray hair and stooped back, he thought he was an old man, but when he raised his head, he realized that he was not really old.

He looks like he is only forty or fifty years old, with a refined and upright face. If he is a few years younger, he can actually be called a handsome man.

It's just that for some reason, there are tears all over his face.

"Are you okay?" the nurse asked.

However, the man never answered, just covering his face, as if trying to hide his embarrassment.

It was the first time the nurse saw a man over half a century crying like this, as if all the misery in the world was on him.

"Shall I take you back to the ward?" the nurse asked cautiously.

The man still didn't answer, just covered his face and muttered to himself.

The nurse listened for a long time before she managed to catch a sentence, which seemed to be, "I regret it."

Fu Jianting only allowed himself to lose his composure for one night, and changed back into his suit early the next morning, and asked his assistant to discharge him from the hospital.

The doctor advised him to observe for a few more days, and Fu Jianting knew about it, but he didn't have the time.

A lot of things in the company are still waiting for him. In addition, the aunt in the old house called again, saying that Mr. Fu was ill.

Fu Jianting hurried back to the old house as soon as he heard it, but unexpectedly he didn't even enter the door.

The recent development of these things has long been beyond the scope of his control, and there is no way to hide it. Mr. Fu already knows all about it.

So they refused to see him at all.

Fu Jianting knocked on the door for a long time but no one opened it, so he could only leave sadly.

He just stood at the door and promised Mr. Fu when he left.

No matter what, he will keep the Fu family.

When the old man handed over a good Fu family to him, it's fine if he didn't carry it forward, and he must not lose.

It's just easier said than done.

Recently, revelations about the Fu family have emerged one after another, and the reputation has been dropped to the bottom. Many netizens even began to resist. In this form, all public relations explanations seem so weak.

The stock price was also affected, falling again and again, the board of directors put pressure on him every chance he had, and with Fu Chenze's departure, he lacked a lot of help all of a sudden, so even though he wanted to split himself in half, he still returned.The sky is exhausted, and the heart is powerless.

In just ten days, the company has reached the point of filing for bankruptcy liquidation.

But until the last moment, Fu Jianting really didn't want to give up.

It's just that there are always many people who add icing on the cake, but not many people give charcoal in a timely manner.

It's not that he hasn't visited those few people who made friends with him, but now everyone avoids him like a snake and scorpion, and some of them don't even meet each other.

Fu Jianting knew very well that the Fu family was about to lose, but he really couldn't bear it.

After so many years of hard work, how could it be possible to watch it ruined in his own hands.

The only option now is to beg Yan Qiu.

Since that night, Yan Qiu hasn't been to the company again. Originally, he could go to the old house to find him, but he heard from his aunt that he had moved out a long time ago. He didn't want the family's house, and even the old man didn't know where he lived now.?

The phone was also blocked by him.

Therefore, Fu Jianting had no idea how to find him.

In the end, had to go around the entrance of Li's headquarters and the underground parking lot every day, hoping to meet him.

But the chances of that are just as slim.

Fu Jianting waited for more than ten days in a row but did not wait for Yan Qiu.

However, just when he had given up hope, unexpectedly, he really had to wait for it.

Even though Li Zhi has been dealing with work at home these days, there are still many things that need to be done by himself and he has been delayed, so he went to the company just when he was a little better,

It's just that Li Zhi hasn't fully recovered yet, and Yan Qiu worries that he won't be able to take care of his health when he's busy, so he will stew a little nourishing soup for him every day.

After the incident last time, because Mr. Li needed to take care of him, Yan Qiu temporarily lived in Li's house.

So there are drivers to pick him up every day.

This day he made soup as usual and prepared to deliver it to Li Zhi, but just as he got out of the car, he saw a figure suddenly coming out from not far away, striding towards him.

Seeing this, the driver quickly blocked in front of him.

Yan Qiu took a closer look, only to realize that the person in front of him turned out to be Fu Jianting.

In fact, it wasn't long ago, but Yan Qiu almost didn't recognize him.

Fu Jianting no longer had the high-spirited and high-spirited appearance he used to have. His black hair was half white, many fine lines appeared around his eyes, and his back was bent.

It seems that the events of these days have not hit him so hard.

Fu Jianting looked at Yan Qiu with a deliberate flattery, and called out in embarrassment, "Xiao Qiu."

Yan Qiu didn't speak, just looked at him quietly.

Fu Jianting also knew how ironic it was for him to say these things to Yan Qiu now, so he didn't say it out of his mouth after several turns.

Yan Qiu was afraid that the soup would be cold, so he didn't want to waste time here with him, so he touched the soup in the thermos bucket in his arms and prepared to go up.

Seeing this, Fu Jianting quickly stopped him, and for the sake of the company, he could only show his old face, and said with difficulty: "Xiaoqiu, please save the company, I promise, as long as Fu's can get through this difficulty, the company willyour."

Hearing this, Yan Qiu stopped, chuckled, and turned to look at him, "Do you think I really care about this company?"

Fu Jianting couldn't remember how long he hadn't been so low-key, but in front of his son, he was so humiliated that his eyes turned red.

But I still tried to control my emotions and tried to persuade him, "Once the company files for bankruptcy, all assets will be frozen, including the old house. You don't want grandpa to live on the street at such an age, do you?"

When Yan Qiu heard this, the smile on his face turned cold, "Are you threatening me?"

"No." Fu Jianting looked at him with pain in his eyes, "You should know everything about the family recently, I know you have no feelings for this family, but after all, we have the same blood in our bodies, and this blood is your life.It’s all inescapable.”

"I know." When Yan Qiu heard this, the smile on his face completely faded, "So this is also the most disgusting thing for me."

Fu Jianting was so choked by him that he couldn't speak, and the family card couldn't get through, so he could only talk about interests again, "Except for the company, everything in this family will be yours in the future, as long as you are willing to help the Fu family this time, youYou know, I only have you as a child left."

"I know." Yan Qiu replied flatly, "So you think of me."

Speaking of this, Yan Qiu couldn't help feeling a little emotional, "Fu Jianting, you really haven't changed, your love always comes with so many conditions attached."

After finishing speaking, he smiled at him a little nastyly, "Why, the matter of Fu Shuangchi and Fu Chenze hasn't made you more vigilant?"

When Fu Chenze was mentioned, Fu Jianting's complexion changed instantly.

"It seems not." Yan Qiu looked at him sadly, "Then you have failed too much in this life."

After Yan Qiu finished speaking, he turned around and walked towards the elevator without hesitation.

Fu Jianting was stunned for a moment, then he chased after him as if remembering something, and said to him: "Okay, let's not talk about the company for now, Xiaoqiu, your mother is sick, and she wants to see you."

As if Yan Qiu didn't hear it, he continued to walk forward.

"You have time to visit her. She is not in a good state of mind and has always wanted to see you."

"Yan Qiu!" Fu Jianting has never felt as old as he is now, and he can't catch up after only a few steps.

So he could only stop and watch Yan Qiu's figure getting farther and farther away from him.

He continued to finish what he hadn't finished speaking with the sound of panting, "Even if you don't have feelings for this family, your mother has always been nice to you..."

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