Marry first, fall in love later, Mr. Fu is addicted to her

Chapter 179 Fu Qingcheng, So, Are You Really Terminally Ill?

When Shen Yuwan woke up, it was already dark. Wasn't Fu Qingcheng asking her to miss half a day's work?

He was already there reading documents. He got up, but didn't even call others?

Just work hard on your own?

Shen Yuwan stood up and threw the blanket on Fu Qingcheng's head, just covering his vision. It seemed that she threw it quite accurately.

Shen Yuwan smiled.

Fu Qingcheng took the blanket down, put it away, and reached out to take the cup. Suddenly, he felt his hand was a little weak and empty.

Is he starting to get sick again?

Fu Qingcheng quickly changed his hand to pick up the cup.

Shen Yuwan saw everything.

She stood up quickly.

"Fu Qingcheng, you feel uncomfortable again, don't you?"

She ran to Fu Qingcheng anxiously, took his hand, and looked at him again and again.

"Is it this hand?"

Fu Qingcheng pulled his hand away from Shen Yuwan's.

"It's okay, just a little numb." Fu Qingcheng thought about it and decided that it might not work. If he didn't go to the hospital, he might not be able to get up tomorrow.

"Shen Yuwan, how about I ask Fang Lin to take you back first? I have to go to the hospital for a checkup."

Shen Yuwan's eyes were full of heartache. What happened? She was fine before, but now she had to go to the hospital again.

"No, I'll go with you."

"The hospital isn't a good place, why are you following me?"

It's not a good idea to ask her to accompany him to the hospital. Besides, there will be injections and the like, and Fu Qingcheng is afraid that Shen Yuwan will be scared when she sees it.

"No, you don't have to persuade me, I want to follow you."

Since he is not feeling well, he must go with you.

"Okay then. I'll tell Fang Lin to wait in the garage."

Fu Qingcheng turned around and called Fang Lin, "Fang Lin, wait in the garage, we need to go to the hospital."

When Fang Lin heard the call, he was shocked. What was going on? Could it be that President Fu was sick again?

When Fu Qingcheng and Shen Yuwan arrived at the garage, Fang Lin was already waiting.

Watching the two of them get in the car, Fang Lin stepped on the accelerator and drove to the hospital.

When they arrived, Director Liu Bo was getting ready to get off work.

"Boss Fu, are you feeling unwell again?"

Liu Bo was still a little nervous when he saw Fu Qingcheng and Shen Yuwan both came to the hospital. After all, there had been no substantial progress in the blood research, and he had not yet told Miss Shen about the future needs for blood.

"My hands were a little numb before, but it seems to be better now."

Fu Qingcheng moved his hands and felt that the numbness was not so severe anymore.

Liu Bo looked carefully and it seemed that nothing was wrong.

"You still can't tell from this, Mr. Fu, go get a detailed check first. I'll wait for you here."

Fu Qingcheng took the prescription written by Liu Bo and prepared to go for a check-up. He looked at Shen Yuwan who was following him and still didn't want her to go.

"Shen Yuwan, please stay here."

Shen Yuwan looked at Fu Qingcheng. Fang Lin was also there. Perhaps there would be some inconveniences during the examination. So, she decided not to go.

Fu Qingcheng and Fang Lin went to check, leaving Shen Yuwan in Liu Bo's office.

"Director Liu, is there any progress in the research on the last blood draw?"

Shen Yuwan thought about it and wondered if there was any new progress in the research, then there would be hope for Fu Qingcheng's illness.

"Miss Shen, unfortunately, there is no new progress for the time being."

It is not easy to study the way forward.

When Shen Yuwan heard Director Liu Bo say that there was still no progress, she sighed and thought, maybe it’s not that simple.

When Fu Qingcheng came over with the medical examination report, Liu Bo took a look and it seemed that he was not ill, but just his hand was numb because of something pressing on it.

"Mr. Fu, have you fallen down or been crushed by anything heavy today? This is just temporary nerve paralysis caused by being crushed."

"Is that so?"

Fu Qingcheng thought about it and thought that it was probably Shen Yuwan who pressed on him during the nap.

Fu Qingcheng looked at Shen Yuwan and glanced at her with his eyes wide open.

"Don't look at me. Director Liu is asking you: Did anything press on your hand today?"

After saying that, Shen Yuwan suddenly realized that it was she who had been holding his hand during his afternoon nap!

It's her!

Shen Yuwan tugged at Fu Qingcheng's sleeve and said, "Please, don't tell anyone. It's not good to keep such a private matter to yourself."

If Dr. Liu Bo knew that Fu Qingcheng's hands were numb because of her pressure, I wonder if he would be criticized?

Fu Qingcheng seemed to understand, "Director Liu, that might be because I accidentally took a nap on the table in the office at noon and got the numbness."

Although Fu Qingcheng felt that what he said was not credible, after all, he was not sick, it was just that his hand was numb from being pressed.

Fang Lin was waiting outside, not knowing what had happened inside. When he went in to check, they came out again.

Director Liu Bo only told Fu Qingcheng to take medicine on time and go to the hospital immediately if he felt unwell.

Three people got into the car.

"Mr. Fu, are you okay? Seeing you guys stayed in there for so long, I thought you were going to be hospitalized again."

Fang Lin was still quite nervous about President Fu. After all, President Fu was directly related to his work in the company.

If Mr. Fu goes bankrupt, those shareholders will probably fire him sooner or later.

Moreover, after following President Fu for these years, he must have offended quite a few people. Sometimes, due to work needs, some people may not like him to some extent.

If Mr. Fu was gone, they would just fire him, but it certainly wouldn't be that simple. By then, they might not be able to find a job in Shangcheng.

"It's okay, just a simple numbness in my hands, but after calculating the time, if the disease is going to occur, it will probably be these days. Fang Lin, don't arrange any work outside the home for the next week. Got it?"

Fu Qingcheng thought about it, if he got sick while discussing something outside, wouldn’t that be known to everyone?

In everything, it is better to be careful.

"Got it, Mr. Fu. Now that Miss Shen is by your side, I feel a little more at ease. If you fall down, at least Miss Shen can still give me a heads-up."

Fang Lin is very satisfied with Miss Shen now. With Miss Shen around, Mr. Fu's temper has improved a lot.

"Fang Lin, what the hell are you talking about? Don't worry, I'm sure it will be within a year at least. It's not as exaggerated as you think."

Fu Qingcheng felt that although he was sick every month, as long as he stayed in the hospital, he should be fine within a year.

But after that, I don’t know.

One year. Shen Yuwan felt very uncomfortable after hearing this. Why is it just one year? Is it really only one year?

Fu Qingcheng, so, are you really terminally ill?

What happens after that year?

But the contract marriage has been signed for three years, Fu Qingcheng, what are you doing?