The doctor, seeing Shen Qingqing, acted as if he had seen a savior, gesturing frantically about what to do.
Shen Qingqing simply took Fu Jingshu's phone and called the doctor. Before Fu Jingshu could react, the doctor had already answered swiftly.
As Shen Qingqing placed the phone by Fu Jingshu's ear,
The doctor did the same for Fu Tingsheng.
Father and son looked at each other, listening to the other's breathing through the phone. Finally, Shen Qingqing couldn't stand it anymore, her arm was too sore.
She took the phone and called out, "Father."
Fu Tingsheng then shifted his gaze to his daughter-in-law, "Qingqing."
"Father, are you feeling better?" Shen Qingqing asked him with concern.
"Much better. Don't worry. I heard from the doctor that it's all thanks to you. Qingqing, I really don't know how to thank you."
Shen Qingqing smiled, "We're family, so there's no need for formalities."
Fu Tingsheng's eyes were filled with gratitude, "That's true, but you saved me again. I still want to thank you. If it weren't for you... I might not have made it through this time."
Shen Qingqing smiled and turned to Fu Jingshu, "Actually, the one who helped you the most wasn't me, but Jingshu. Don't let his..."
Before she could finish, she was suddenly pulled into an embrace around her waist, interrupting her words.
She glared at Fu Jingshu.
But she saw the man's profile was cold and hard, as if he had done nothing of the sort. Yet, the hand around her waist clearly reminded her of what he had done.
He didn't want her to say it, right?
She would say it anyway!
"Actually, Jingshu is the one who worried about you the most. He just looks cold, but he actually cares about you a lot!"
The hand around her waist tightened, but then quickly loosened.
Shen Qingqing's lips curved upwards. She knew he couldn't bear to let go, so she continued to embellish, "Look, now that you're awake, he came right over! This shows he cares about you, he just doesn't want to show it. To put it plainly, he's a..."
Before she could finish, she was suddenly pulled into his arms, her face buried in his chest, unable to speak another word.
Shen Qingqing stifled her laughter and looked up at Fu Jingshu. His expression was extremely grim. He lowered his head and glared at her fiercely.
It was like a warning.
But the arm holding her was incredibly gentle.
She glanced sideways at Fu Tingsheng. A smile, filled with relief and warmth, was on his pale face. The way he looked at Fu Jingshu was gentler than before.
"I know, you are both good children."
Fu Jingshu glanced at Shen Qingqing and said coldly, "We've seen him. Let's go."
Shen Qingqing looked at his awkwardness and couldn't help but laugh. But as soon as she did, the man's face turned as dark as the bottom of a pot.
She stopped holding back, and under his warning gaze, her smile grew even brighter.
The man's lips twitched. Finally, with a hint of exasperation, he averted his gaze and buried that adorable yet infuriating face in his embrace, finally feeling appeased.
Shen Qingqing's voice was muffled, "Are you trying to suffocate me?"
He instinctively loosened his grip. Looking down, he saw the triumphant smile on her face and knew he had been tricked again.
But as soon as he met her fair, delicate face, he couldn't muster any anger.
Just then, the old madam arrived with a steaming bowl of nourishing soup. Seeing the strange atmosphere, she couldn't help but worry, "Jingshu..."
Father and son had always been at odds. Had they started arguing?
Suddenly, Shen Qingqing turned and winked at her.
Old Madam Fu immediately understood and her heart relaxed. She smiled and said, "I made some nourishing soup. Jingshu, you and your father should have some."
Fu Jingshu said coldly, "I'm not sick."
His words caught the old madam off guard.
Shen Qingqing slapped him and asked fiercely, "How can you speak like that? Are you going to drink it or not?"
Fu Jingshu: "..."
His thin lips moved slightly. The refusal that was on the tip of his tongue, under his wife's threatening gaze, was discounted and turned into a single word.
"Drink."
Old Madam Fu couldn't help but chuckle. It was indeed a case of one conquering another.
Even Fu Tingsheng's eyes were filled with laughter.
In the end, the pot of soup was divided between Fu Jingshu and Fu Tingsheng, with one inside and one outside, of course.
Shen Qingqing and Old Madam Fu watched from the side and exchanged smiles.
After finishing the soup, Fu Tingsheng wiped his mouth and looked at Fu Jingshu, "I'm sorry. It's all my fault. I wasn't vigilant enough and couldn't protect Mother and Chenchen..."
Fu Jingshu remained silent.
Shen Qingqing had to answer for him, "It's okay, none of us blame you."
Old Madam Fu also said, "It was Fu Tingyi who was too cunning. It has nothing to do with you. We never expected him to be so ruthless..."
She spoke with a hint of guilt.
Shen Qingqing, fearing they would fall into a spiral of self-blame, quickly said, "Oh, it's all in the past. Now that we're reunited as a family, everyone is well. And Father, don't worry about your illness. I've already asked my friend. She can develop an antidote soon."
Fu Tingsheng smiled at them, but his gaze remained fixed on Fu Jingshu.
Clearly, his son's attitude was very important to him.
Shen Qingqing nudged Fu Jingshu with her elbow.
Fu Jingshu glanced at her and said emotionlessly, "I don't blame you."
Even so, Fu Tingsheng was very happy and a smile appeared on his face, which made Old Madam Fu's heart ache.
She quickly turned her head to wipe away a tear.
Shen Qingqing put her arm around her shoulders and comforted her, "Grandma, what are you doing? Father is awake, isn't that a good thing!"
"Yes, it's a good thing."
Old Madam Fu felt that crying now was rather dampen the mood, but she couldn't help it.
Fu Tingsheng looked somewhat helpless. However, since he was still inside, even comforting words were inconvenient to say, so he chose to change the subject, "Qingqing, when can I get out?"
Hearing this, Old Madam Fu also looked at Shen Qingqing.
"It's hard to say yet. We have to wait and see."
"Qingqing, can you ask your friend again!" Old Madam Fu was truly anxious, especially seeing her son sitting alone in his wheelchair inside. Her heart felt like it was being fried in hot oil.
Shen Qingqing hesitated for a moment, then agreed, "Alright, I'll call him then. You stay here and keep Father company for now. As soon as I have any news, I'll tell you immediately."
With that, she took her phone and turned to leave.
Fu Jingshu hesitated for a moment, then followed her.
Shen Qingqing returned to her room and went out onto the balcony. She dialed the old man's number. Before she could speak, she heard the old man grumbling from the other end.
"What is it? I'm busy."
"Old man, it's me."
Upon hearing Shen Qingqing's voice, the old man finally looked at his phone and realized, "It's you. What do you want calling me?"
Shen Qingqing clicked her tongue, "What do you think?"
The old man suddenly remembered he had a task to complete and slapped his forehead. "Don't rush this. It takes time. Stop nagging me. I'll notify you as soon as I have any news."
"Old man, are you hiding something from me?"
Shen Qingqing knew the old man too well. Hearing his tone, she knew something was wrong.