bookcurios Chapter 298 Information Summary
Chapter 298 Information Summary
Fu Ruoshi climbed half the mountain and arrived at the backyard.
He entered Fu Keming's study and opened the drawer on the side of the bookcase.
Fu Keming's annual physical examination form is kept in this drawer. He knew this when he took cigarettes from Fu Keming.
Since he was a child, he liked to look through Fu Keming's things, like to know his movements, understand his work content, guess his password, and read his email and text messages.
This feeling of exceeding his authority made him feel excited and stimulated. Fu Keming broke several sticks as thick as his arms and locked him in the warehouse for several days and nights. He also installed surveillance cameras in the room and changed the locks, but it was still useless.
Fu Ruoshi still had countless ways to open the door. Either he really wanted to see the secrets, or he simply liked to challenge the patriarchy.
At this time, he took out Fu Keming's physical examination report and looked for the latest issue.
However, he searched for a long time but couldn't find this year's.
In previous years, Fu Keming's physical examinations were very regular. Fu Ruoshi remembered clearly that it was always 1215, and it was this date for ten consecutive years.
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Then, a piece of paper fell out from inside.
Fu Ruoshi picked it up and looked at the words on it:
List of persons involved in the Xinmei Group mine accident.
He frowned.
what is this?
Suddenly, a woman's voice came from behind.
"What are you looking for?"
Fu Ruoshi turned around with a start, and seeing Song Ailing, he said coldly, "Are you a cat? You didn't make any sound at all?"
"What are you doing?" Song Ailing grabbed the file bag from Fu Ruoshi's hand. "Didn't I tell you not to look through your father's things? What are you looking for? Can't you ask me?"
Fu Ruoshi pointed at the file bag and asked directly, "Why didn't Fu Keming have a physical examination this year?"
"Isn't he busy?" Song Ailing said angrily, "I didn't have time. Why are you looking through his medical examination form? When did you care about him so much?"
Having said that, Song Ailing still felt a little scared.
Fortunately, Fu Keming understood his son.
Fu Keming had a physical examination. On the night of the New Year's Day dinner, he was sure that Fu Ruoshi had noticed something was wrong with him. His son was stubborn and suspicious by nature. Once he became suspicious, he would not let go until he got an answer.
He will most likely come to my house to look at the physical examination form.
Fu Keming returned that night and hid the physical examination report and all the documents related to the late stage of the cancer.
Right now, there is no trace of anything in the house.
But Fu Ruoshi had already become suspicious, and of course he couldn't easily dispel it.
He asked Song Ailing, "Fu Keming hasn't looked well recently, can't you see?"
"When has his face ever improved?" Song Ailing asked him back, "He's just that dead look, you know that."
Fu Ruoshi thought for a moment and then asked, "Why did he suddenly bring Yonglin to Fu's?"
"Help him," Song Ailing sneered. "Yonglin is capable and down-to-earth, and he doesn't cause any trouble for him. He's eager to adopt him as his son. What's the matter? Are you jealous? Even if you are, come back and help him."
Fu Ruoshi took a deep breath and asked, "Can you please talk to me properly?"
"Don't you see what you've done?" Song Ailing pointed at the file bag in her hand. "You've been sneaking around at home. How can I talk to you nicely?"
From childhood to adulthood, the number of times Song Ailing and Fu Keming spoke nicely to Fu Ruoshi could be counted on two hands.
If Fu Ruoshi had said this a few years ago, he would have slammed the door and left.
But now, after going through divorce, losing his lover, being plagued by illness, and even nearly being imprisoned, he admits that his heart is not as hard and cold as before.
He knows what it means to want something but not get it, to be powerless, and he also knows that many things cannot be solved by power alone.
He knows what is worth cherishing and protecting. If he wants to receive love, he must exchange it with equal love.
Fu Ruoshi had no expression on his face and dropped the documents in his hand.
"Forget it if you don't tell me."
He walked around Song Ailing and prepared to leave.
In fact, Song Ailing regretted what she said as soon as she said it. She also wanted to speak nicely, but now she could only use this aggressive way to hide her inner anxiety.
"Wait a minute," she subconsciously called out to Fu Ruoshi, "Are you still going back to eat?"
Fu Ruoshi thought about it and shook his head.
“What is New Coal Group?”
When he reached the door, he asked another question.
"Nothing," Song Ailing said, "I heard that Zhao Zhengrong was going to mess with you, so I found some dirt on him and was going to send it to him. But after your case was resolved, I didn't continue."
Fu Ruoshi hummed, "Are you sure Fu Keming is okay?"
Song Ailing insisted: "It's okay."
Fu Ruoshi silently lit a cigarette, took two puffs, and exhaled a long puff of white steam.
"I know, I'm leaving first."
The next day, after get off work.
Wen Zhixia brought Wanfeng's information to the tea restaurant where Song Ailing had an appointment.
After visiting Crimson Memory twice, she once again summarized the materials she had collected so far, and prepared to analyze and summarize the new difficulties with her.
Song Ailing had already arrived at the box in advance.
When she saw Wen Zhixia come in, her worried expression brightened.
"Baby, next time I'll just pick you up from the hospital," Song Ailing pulled out a chair for her, "so you don't have to take a taxi."
Wen Zhixia shook her head. "It's safer for me to take a taxi. Fu Ruoshi sometimes goes to the hospital to wait for me to get off work. If he sees us, wouldn't that be a big deal?"
Song Ailing sighed, "Why do I feel like he's a little suspicious? You didn't tell him anything, did you?"
Wen Zhixia thought about it.
"No," she said. "Mr. Song, I was actually thinking, why don't we tell him about this? He's not someone who can't stand the shock."
Song Ailing shook her head.
"It's like this," Song Ailing explained, "Baby, I told Fu Keming the same thing you did at the beginning. Ruo Shi wasn't incapable of handling the situation. We didn't tell him because we were afraid he wouldn't be able to handle it. It was Fu Keming who didn't want to tell him."
"Why?" Wen Zhixia was puzzled. "When a person is seriously ill, doesn't he want to be with his family more? Besides, Ruoshi is his only son."
"Because he's been paving the way for Ruoshi, clearing the obstacles on both sides." Song Ailing sipped her tea. "Since he's asking for help, he has to be humble. Fu Keming is willing to risk his reputation, but Ruoshi is different. Although he's willing to risk it, he and Keming have different philosophies. They can't cooperate. There's no room for two tigers in one mountain."
Wen Zhixia nodded and said, "How about I go and persuade Ruoshi?"
"Don't take on this mess," Song Ailing waved her hand. "You'll understand when you live with him. These two are cut from the same cloth, stubborn and obsessed with appearances. Fu Keming told me he just wanted to die quickly and didn't want his son to see him dying. If Shi had that kind of personality, knowing his own father was dying, how could he not turn the world upside down?"
Wen Zhixia felt complicated after hearing this.
Fu Ruoshi seems to be very easygoing and cheerful, but in fact, those who have really interacted with him know that he is difficult to get along with. He is arrogant and conceited. He doesn't like being controlled, but he likes to control others...
"Well, I won't get involved in this."
After saying that, Wen Zhixia took out the materials and returned to her parents' case. "Mr. Song, I heard earlier that the person who stabbed reporter Wanfeng to death was a middle-aged man. His most notable feature is that he has no eyebrows. Have you seen this person at the Zhao family?"