Lord Fu’s Forensic Wife

Just, there is a very bad feeling.

Don't think that only women have a sixth sense, and men also have it. Sometimes, it's quite accurate.

go downstairs.

I was planning to go back to the subordinate building, but unexpectedly, a call came from the old residence.

"Second young master, the situation of the old man is not very good."

"I will be right back."

"Eh, ok."

After hanging up the phone, someone turned directly at his feet.

. . . . . .

Twenty minutes later, the car stopped steadily.

"Second Young Master, we're here."

The man in the back seat opened his eyes instantly, responded lightly, opened the car door and stepped down.

The old man had some symptoms of fever after dinner. The accompanying nurse immediately contacted the attending doctor, and the doctor had already arrived. At this moment, the old man had already fallen asleep while dangling from the water.

Even a certain kid stood by his great-grandpa's bed with an anxious look on his face, so he was worried.

Seeing the figure coming in from the door with sharp eyes, he stood up abruptly:

"dad!"

The man walked in, ignoring the little guy calling him.

"What's going on?" asked coldly.

The attending doctor was bowed and listening to the stethoscope. Seeing that there was no major problem, he stood up straight and answered someone's question just now.

"Young Master Fu, the old man caught a cold, which led to a cold and fever. At present, the fever symptoms have been suppressed. After hanging the water, he will be fine tomorrow morning."

This situation is inevitable, and no one can control it.

Listening to nothing, my heart is still much more relaxed.

Afterwards, I chatted with the doctor in charge about the old man's situation. According to the doctor in charge, the old man is recovering very well. Anyway, please remember that you can't get out of bed for three months.

The attending doctor has left, and the old man is fast asleep again, so it's not easy to wake the old man up, right?

"Fu Zhizhou, come out."

"Oh, here we come."

I don't know what to do when my father called me out. If I knew, maybe, it wouldn't be so refreshing.

In the study room, the kid came in bouncing around. His father had already been sitting on the chair waiting, with a serious expression on his face.

Um?

The kid was suspicious for a while, and straightened himself:

"Dad, what's the matter?" asked.

The man hummed softly, then looked at the desk.

The child stepped forward and reached out to take the mobile phone on the table very uncertainly:

"Dad, is this it?"

"Yes, call your mother!"

What?

The kid was a little dazed for a while and didn't react, so he was hurriedly urged by his father:

"What are you dawdling about? Hurry up!"

cough cough.

"Dad, why don't you call Mom yourself?"

Isn't that because your dad doesn't dare to fight?

I'm so gutless right now!

"Fu Zhizhou!"

Hmph, adults are like this, when they can't answer or don't want to answer, they start to threaten or suppress by force!

Of course, the kid was still timid, so he pressed the interface, and with a swipe of his little finger, he unlocked the screen lock. There was no need to look for the number in the address book, as the eleven-digit number had already been firmly memorized in his mind.

The phone call was quickly connected, and the answer was also fast.

"Hello?"

"Mom, it's porridge."

"Congee porridge? Why are you calling mom right now?"

The kid secretly glanced at his father who was sitting opposite, pursed his mouth, and continued:

"I miss my mother."

On the phone, the woman's voice was very soft, but she couldn't tell she was angry.

"Well, mom misses us porridge too. It's a big deal. However, mom is still working outside now. Will I come back to pick you up after get off work tomorrow?"

Of course the children have no opinion:

"Okay, then, mom should pay attention to safety at work."

"Okay, mom knows, hang up."

"Goodbye, Mom, good night."