Chapter: 944
Fu Xiaoyao looked at her feet, "These are..."
"It's the master's daily necessities. The driver of the old house just brought them here. I went out to get them." Aunt Song explained with a smile.
Fu Xiaoyao nodded suddenly and stopped talking.
After a while, she suddenly covered her face, and then she was very depressed, "Aunt Song, I suddenly feel that life is really fragile."
"Huh?" Aunt Song was taken aback for a moment, "Why did Madam suddenly mention this?"
"Because of grandpa." Fu Xiaoyao sighed, "Grandpa was still in good health two months ago, but now he suddenly collapsed. The most important thing is that Han Chuan just went to the doctor to find out about grandpa's condition. When he came back, he was in a bad mood. Yeah, so I'm a little worried..."
Hearing this, Aunt Song's mood also became heavier, "Ma'am, you are worried that the master may not survive..."
"Aunt Song." Fu Xiaoyao interrupted her sharply.
Aunt Song realized that she said something she shouldn't have said, and slapped her mouth lightly, "I'm sorry madam, I talked too fast, I didn't mean it."
"I know, but if this is the case, just be clear in your heart, don't say it." Fu Xiaoyao urged.
In fact, what Aunt Song said just now was also what she was worried about.
Because she still remembered that Lu Hanchuan had said before that the old man might be only a few years old.
But now that the old man suddenly fell down, she worried that the old man might not be able to survive for a few years.
Just as she was thinking worriedly, Fu Xiaoyao heard the sound of the door opening suddenly behind her.
She quickly collected her thoughts and turned her head, only to see Lu Hanchuan coming out of the old man's ward with a sullen face.
"Han Chuan, are you done talking?" Fu Xiaoyao stepped forward and grabbed the man's arm.
The man glanced at her, "You stay here with grandpa."
"What about you?" Fu Xiaoyao asked.
Lu Hanchuan raised his wrist and looked at his watch, "Just now Qiao Mu called, I have to rush back to the company."
"Okay, I see, then you go, drive slowly on the road." Fu Xiaoyao let go of his arm.
Lu Hanchuan hummed lightly, lifted his feet and left.
Aunt Song picked up the big and small bags on the ground again, and seeing that Fu Xiaoyao was still reluctantly looking at the direction Lu Hanchuan left, she couldn't help laughing, "Ma'am, what are you looking at?"
Fu Xiaoyao looked away and shook her head, "No, let's go in."
After all, she took the initiative to bend down and helped Aunt Song share the two bags.
In the ward, the old man was lying drowsy on the hospital bed. Seeing the two people coming in, he smiled and waved, "Xiao Yao, come here." JrNovels.com
"It's the master's daily necessities. The driver of the old house just brought them here. I went out to get them." Aunt Song explained with a smile.
Fu Xiaoyao nodded suddenly and stopped talking.
After a while, she suddenly covered her face, and then she was very depressed, "Aunt Song, I suddenly feel that life is really fragile."
"Huh?" Aunt Song was taken aback for a moment, "Why did Madam suddenly mention this?"
"Because of grandpa." Fu Xiaoyao sighed, "Grandpa was still in good health two months ago, but now he suddenly collapsed. The most important thing is that Han Chuan just went to the doctor to find out about grandpa's condition. When he came back, he was in a bad mood. Yeah, so I'm a little worried..."
Hearing this, Aunt Song's mood also became heavier, "Ma'am, you are worried that the master may not survive..."
"Aunt Song." Fu Xiaoyao interrupted her sharply.
Aunt Song realized that she said something she shouldn't have said, and slapped her mouth lightly, "I'm sorry madam, I talked too fast, I didn't mean it."
"I know, but if this is the case, just be clear in your heart, don't say it." Fu Xiaoyao urged.
In fact, what Aunt Song said just now was also what she was worried about.
Because she still remembered that Lu Hanchuan had said before that the old man might be only a few years old.
But now that the old man suddenly fell down, she worried that the old man might not be able to survive for a few years.
Just as she was thinking worriedly, Fu Xiaoyao heard the sound of the door opening suddenly behind her.
She quickly collected her thoughts and turned her head, only to see Lu Hanchuan coming out of the old man's ward with a sullen face.
"Han Chuan, are you done talking?" Fu Xiaoyao stepped forward and grabbed the man's arm.
The man glanced at her, "You stay here with grandpa."
"What about you?" Fu Xiaoyao asked.
Lu Hanchuan raised his wrist and looked at his watch, "Just now Qiao Mu called, I have to rush back to the company."
"Okay, I see, then you go, drive slowly on the road." Fu Xiaoyao let go of his arm.
Lu Hanchuan hummed lightly, lifted his feet and left.
Aunt Song picked up the big and small bags on the ground again, and seeing that Fu Xiaoyao was still reluctantly looking at the direction Lu Hanchuan left, she couldn't help laughing, "Ma'am, what are you looking at?"
Fu Xiaoyao looked away and shook her head, "No, let's go in."
After all, she took the initiative to bend down and helped Aunt Song share the two bags.
In the ward, the old man was lying drowsy on the hospital bed. Seeing the two people coming in, he smiled and waved, "Xiao Yao, come here." JrNovels.com
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