"It's been a few days, is Mr. Fu still guarding the hospital bed?"

"Yes, ever since Miss Song came out of the operating room, he has been guarding her like this without eating, drinking or sleeping. I think if this continues, others will have problems before Miss Song wakes up."

"Do you think Miss Song can still wake up?"

"I hope you can wake up, otherwise Mr. Fu..."

Outside the ward, the whispers stopped suddenly, and then the two of them thought of something and sighed.

The two are Fu Wenzhou's secretary He Lin and assistant Chen Shu.

It has been half a year since Chen Shu was assigned to the subsidiary company. This time, Song Qingyou had an accident and Fu Wenzhou left the company alone, so he came back in a hurry.

In the past few days, Chen Shu had learned about the affairs between Fu Wenzhou and Song Qingyou from He Lin, but even though he had been prepared for it, he was still shocked when he saw his little Mr. Fu not eating or drinking.

"I'll go in and persuade you." Chen Shu was still a little worried, "You go back to the company and take a look. If there are any urgent documents that need to be reviewed and signed, put them down until I get back to deal with them."

Now that Fu Wenzhou doesn't care about the company's affairs, Chen Shu has become the backbone of everyone. He Lin said, "Okay, I understand."

After He Lin left, Chen Shu subconsciously stepped lightly, opened the ward door and walked in.

The whole room was bright and flawless, and the instruments on the bedside table made beeping sounds from time to time.

On the snow-white hospital bed, the person lying on the bed seemed as peaceful as if she was sleeping soundly. However, she was wearing an oxygen tube, and her face was as pale as transparent, making her eyebrows as dark as ink.

However, her lips were bloodless, and at first glance, she looked like a broken doll.

Fu Wenzhou was sitting beside the hospital bed, holding her hand and looking at the person on the bed with a dazed look. His eyes were bloodshot, and his whole person looked confused and confused.

When Chen Shu walked over, he instantly turned his head and glared at him, his eyes filled with murderous intent.

Chen Shu hurriedly said: "Xiao Fu is always me."

Fu Wenzhou looked away, and when he spoke, his voice was very hoarse: "Keep your voice down, don't disturb her."

At this moment, Chen Shu even breathed lightly.

I was full of words of comfort stuck in my throat, but I couldn't say anything.

Fu Wenzhou probably doesn't need anyone to persuade him.

He had lost his reason and calmness, and Chen Shu even felt that if he dared to tell him that Miss Song wouldn't wake up for a while and asked him to rest, he might be torn apart in minutes.

In the end, he just said: "You can stay with Miss Song at ease, I will watch over the company."

Fu Wenzhou said nothing, staring straight at Song Qingyou on the bed.

I don't know if he heard it or not, maybe he heard it and didn't care, maybe he only had Song Qingyou in his eyes and heart from beginning to end and didn't listen to what others said at all.

In the end, Chen Shu couldn't hold it back and advised: "Mr. Fu, please eat something and take a rest. If Miss Song knew that you were ruining your body like this, she would feel uncomfortable."

Perhaps the word 'Miss Song' stimulated Fu Wenzhou. He rolled his eyes numbly and said hoarsely: "If she feels sorry for me, she should open her eyes and order me to eat and rest."

His tone sounded as if he was about to cry. Chen Shu couldn't bear to look any further and left quietly.

With a click, when the door closed softly, the entire ward instantly fell into deathly silence again.

Fu Wenzhou was inexplicably flustered. He stood up anxiously and at a loss, looked at the instrument that tested Song Qingyou's vitality, and then carefully placed his ear on her chest.

After listening for a long time, he finally relaxed and became convinced that there was still a heartbeat there.

He sat back down again.

Then everyone just stared at Song Qingyou blankly.

He didn't even dare to blink too much, for fear that if he blinked, he would miss the moment when she opened her eyes.

Fu Wenzhou held her hand tightly, forcefully but carefully, fearing that she would be hurt and that she would disappear from his hands.

"Youyou, can you open your eyes and take a look at your puppy?"

He spoke almost pleadingly, just like a large dog whimpering desperately next to its owner.

There were still bruises on Song Qingyou's neck that had not completely dissipated, which looked particularly shocking on her fair skin.

The scene of that day has been lingering in his mind. As long as he closes his eyes, he will see her lying on the sofa in messy clothes and soundlessly.

There was bright red blood hanging from the corner of his mouth, and his whole figure looked like it would break if touched.

So he didn't dare to close his eyes.

He always felt that she would open her eyes the next moment, whether she scolded him or despised him, as long as she could wake up and still look at him alive.

"Youyou, if you don't wake up, I will kill Fu Tingshen. I will chop him into pieces and feed him to the dogs, so that everyone will know that I killed him..."

"When the time comes, I will become a murderer and go to jail. Can you bear to see me become like that?"

"Youyou..."

"You don't want me anymore?"

However, no matter what he said, the person on the hospital bed remained indifferent.

She was as quiet as if her soul had been pulled away, as if she would never come back.

Fu Wenzhou held her hand carefully, couldn't help but get up and put it against her chest to listen...

His entire body was anxious, violent, desperate and frightened. Only the faint sound of his heartbeat could give him some solace.

He has repeated this action countless times in the past few days. Every time he stands up, he is frightened, and every time he sits down, he is desperate and grateful.

Groups of doctors came and went, and he found everyone who could save her, but he always got the same answer.

"We can only wait for a miracle."

He didn't know what day it was when he heard someone say this.

He stood up and rushed over, grabbing the opponent's clothes and punching him down with his fists!

"Who asked you to curse her? Don't curse her!"

He beat each other like crazy, and everyone ran over in panic to pull him away.

However, among more than a dozen people, no one could pull him away.

With his eyes open, he was about to beat someone to death, so the doctor had to give him a sedative.

She was also afraid that he would go crazy if he didn't see Song Qingyou when he woke up, so he arranged the hospital bed next to Song Qingyou.

As long as he wakes up, he can see her.

Everyone thought that Mr. Fu was crazy.

As Song Qingyou was in coma longer and longer, he seemed to recognize no one except Song Qingyou, and he only had eyes for that one person.

Even Chen Shu can't get close.

Gu Bai and others came and left without saying anything.

As Fu Wenzhou's good friends, they knew clearly what Song Qingyou meant to Fu Wenzhou, and Song Qingyou's defeat also took away his soul.

In order for Song Qingyou to wake up and to prevent Fu Wenzhou from turning into a complete lunatic, they tried their best to find the best doctors from all over the world to treat Song Qingyou.

But there was no progress.
Chapter completed!