With a hook from the gang pet boss, Master Fu fell

After two seconds.

The phone was connected: "Miss Song, what's the matter?"

Song Yudao: "Something happened to Mr. Fu, you should go home and be with him!"

When Fu Hanyu came back.

Old Fu hasn't woken up yet, he is still crying in his sleep, crying like a child who has lost everything.

Fu Hanyu had seen him sad, sad, painful, and desperate.

When his mother passed away, his heart was ashamed and he would not eat or drink. If his elder brother and second brother hadn't cried and begged him, he might have died in love.

When the eldest brother left, he lost his beloved son, and his hair turned gray overnight.

When the bodies of the second brother and the second sister-in-law were found, he was in such pain that he was in a daze for several days.

But never before, he was so fragile, pale, and full of heart-pounding despair and helplessness as he is now.

"How is my dad?"

His voice is hoarse.

"I gave him tranquilizing pills." Song Yu explained: "His mood swings are too big, which exceeds the limit that his body can bear. Let him have a good rest first."

Fu Hanyu looked at her: "Thank you."

"You're welcome." After Song Yu finished speaking, he was about to leave quietly, leaving the space here for their father and son.

at this time.

There were footsteps outside.

Uncle Zhou knocked on the door and said, "Miss Song, Third Master, the test results are back."

Blood dna test results came out.

It is definitely the blood of Mrs. Fu and Mrs. Fu.

Fu Hanyu's face sank like water, he put down the document in his hand, and looked up at Song Yu: "Miss Song, as a professional, what do you think about this matter?"

On the way home, he heard what Uncle Zhou said.

A curse was found at home, which was buried 30 years ago on the day my parents got married.

The death of his mother, the deaths of his eldest brother, second brother and second sister-in-law, and his car accident were all related to this curse.

"The person who cast the curse was very cautious. He didn't leave any clues for people to follow. We can only compare the handwriting on the talisman paper. It's hard to find." Song Yu expressed his opinion.

"How is Ms. Song's connections in Xuanmen?" Fu Hanyu's eyes gradually darkened, and there was blood in his eyes.

He must catch the person who cast the curse and the real mastermind behind it.

If he dares to attack his Fu family, he will let them know what it means to repent and die without a place to die!

"I don't have much communication with Taoist people, and I don't have many contacts, but I can help to inquire about it, and I will pay attention to it later." Song Yu actually doesn't like messy interactions, and the people in Taoism she knows are just like that. several.

"Then I would like to thank Ms. Song." Fu Hanyu nodded slightly at her, and said: "As a thank you, if you have any requests, please ask me."

"It's just a little effort, no thanks." Song Yu was very chic.

Fu Hanyu said: "As a person, I don't like to owe others."

"It doesn't matter, my family Zebao and Xunbao are good friends, and you are Xunbao's uncle, so you can take it as me to help Xunbao." Song Yu said it as a matter of course, the cloud is calm and the wind is light.

Fu Hanyu's eyes darkened, and the hands holding the wheelchair tightened suddenly: ...

Xun Bao's uncle?

Cooperating with him, this is the light of Xunbao!

Elder Fu's condition has stabilized.

It was nine o'clock in the evening.

Old Fu woke up.

Fu Hanyu chatted with him alone for about an hour.

When coming out again.

Old man Fu's spirit has improved a lot, but his face is still a little haggard.

But when he saw the two little guys, he quickly covered up the grief and regret in his eyes.

The third child is right, the mistakes of the past have already been made.

Even if he dies now, nothing can be saved.

Cherishing the present is the most important thing, he has to watch Xun'er grow up, and has to wait to find another baby, otherwise, even if he gets to the end, he won't be able to explain to his wife and the second child.

He still has to find the people behind it, and he has to avenge them with his own hands.

"Grandpa." Fu Xun ran over and took his hand.

"Grandpa Fu, my mommy made this for you." Song Ze also ran over and gave him a bodhi bracelet to wear.

"Okay, they're all good boys." Old Fu looked at the two little guys, mist rose from his eyes, and a sense of sadness welled up in his heart again.

If his other precious grandson hadn't been lost, it should be like this, one on the left and one on the right beside him, calling for his grandpa, trying to make him happy.

That child must be as sensible, cute and clever as Zebao.

When there are children in the family, it is lively, and it is easy to dispel the sadness.

Fu Xun used to be quiet, but when he was with Song Ze, he became lively.

The two little fellows accompanied Mr. Fu, talking to him like chirping birds, diverting his attention, and making him feel much better. Many bad thoughts were suppressed by him.

Looking at the scene in front of him, Fu Hanyu finally breathed a sigh of relief, and handed the peeled orange to Song Yu: "Thank you."

Song Yu knew what he was thanking for, accepted his orange with a smile, forked one and put it in his mouth: "You're welcome."

The oranges he peeled had also peeled off the thin endocarp on the orange petals, but the flesh was intact. It was obvious from a glance that this was often done.

Song Yu felt very useful and satisfied.

When she eats, she doesn't like to eat this thin layer of skin, and she doesn't even eat the thin layer of corn kernels when she gnaws on corn.

this evening.

Sleep until midnight.

Song Yu got up to drink water.

Hearing from the room next to him, came a man's deep, suppressed moan of pain.

follow closely.

Bang.

The sound of heavy objects hitting the ground.

Song Yu, who was in a daze, woke up immediately, and ran to knock on the door: "Fu Hanyu!"

Quiet.

"Fu Hanyu."

She knocked on the door again, her voice was a little anxious: "Are you okay!"

Deathly quiet.

"Fu Hanyu, I'll just go in if you don't say anything!"

After Song Yu finished speaking, he shook the doorknob.

The door is not locked.

She just pushed it lightly and it opened.

The curtains are closed tightly.

It was dark in the room.

very dark.

She only saw him lying on the ground with a little light from the outside, curled up in pain, his body convulsing.

"Fu Hanyu."

She stepped forward a few steps, reaching out to grab his wrist and feel his pulse.

"pain."

Fu Hanyu murmured in a low voice, and the moment he opened his eyes, his eyes were a little blurred, and his hands clasped her wrist tightly, bringing her into his arms.

Song Yu: ...

Fu Hanyu hugged her tightly, as if he wanted to rub her whole body into his bones and blood, his chin rested on her shoulder, and his deep voice was hoarse and broken: "Little liar, hugging still hurts."

Song Yu's head exploded into a ball of fireworks: "I just said it casually, you are stupid!"

Fu Hanyu laughed out loud, maybe it was too painful to pull, and began to cough, low, painful coughing.

Song Yu felt that his shoulders were a little wet, and the salty smell spread from the tip of his nose, and he pushed him away nervously: "Fu Hanyu, don't make trouble, I'll take your pulse."

When pushing him away.

Only then did she see that the corners of his lips were still bleeding, his face was frighteningly white, but his facial features became more and more beautiful, as seductive as an elegant and noble vampire count in the middle ages.

Fu Hanyu's deep eyes just looked at her like that, his eyes were blurred, his whole body was in a state of pain to the point of unconsciousness, staring at her lips obsessively, and suddenly leaned forward.