Shen Qingqing felt something was wrong and gave Fu Jingshu a look, indicating they should discuss it in the room.
But Old Madam Fu's gaze was sharp, and seeing their exchange, she sensed something unusual. "What is it you need to hide from me? You're not going anywhere, say it here."
With no other choice, Fu Jingshu answered truthfully.
"My uncle was in a car accident."
"What?"
Old Madam Fu had just recovered, and hearing this news was like a bolt from the blue. She felt her vision blacken and almost fainted again!
Shen Qingqing quickly supported her. "Grandma, take a deep breath, don't panic, don't rush!"
Old Madam Fu followed her instructions, taking deep breaths until her pounding heart finally stabilized. "Where is your uncle? Take me there quickly!"
Shen Qingqing advised, "Grandma, you shouldn't go."
"No, how can I not go? I don't know how he is now. If I don't see it with my own eyes, I can't rest easy. I must go!"
"Grandma!" Shen Qingqing emphasized, "You've just recovered, you can't handle the stress. Jingshu and I will go. Don't you trust my medical skills?"
Old Madam Fu certainly trusted her medical skills.
She also knew that going in her current condition could easily lead to complications and she would only be a burden. She had to agree.
"If there's any update, tell me immediately!"
"Don't worry!"
Shen Qingqing and Fu Jingshu rushed back to the hospital without delay. Coincidentally, this was the same hospital where Old Madam Fu had been previously admitted.
The wards were very close to Old Madam Fu's.
By the time they arrived, doctors had already performed emergency treatment. Fu Tingsheng was no longer in life-threatening danger, but he was unconscious and wouldn't wake up for a while.
He lay in bed now, looking peaceful and fragile.
"What bad luck," Shen Qingqing sighed. "What did the police say?"
Fu Jingshu, who had just returned from the police station after handling matters, replied, "The police said he ran a red light himself and crashed into the green belt."
"He doesn't seem like the type of person to drive recklessly."
According to Old Madam Fu, Fu Tingsheng had been in poor health since birth. How could such a person drive fast?
Shen Qingqing felt it was suspicious. "We should investigate."
Fu Jingshu had the same intention. "I've already sent someone to check the car. As for him..."
He didn't finish his sentence, but Shen Qingqing understood. "Don't worry, I'll handle it. Let's wait until tonight. There are too many people now, and I don't want anyone to know he can wake up."
Her intuition told her this matter wasn't as simple as it seemed. If someone had arranged this from behind, they would undoubtedly be watching closely.
"Thank you for your trouble."
His voice was deep and magnetic, with a hint of gentleness.
Shen Qingqing said softly, "Aren't we family? Your uncle is my uncle too."
Fu Jingshu chuckled softly, then guilt flickered in his eyes. "It's just that the wedding..."
Before he could finish, the person opposite him walked around the hospital bed to his side, took his hand, and said cheerfully, "If you were to insist on holding the wedding while your family is in trouble, I would doubt if you had a heart."
These words instantly calmed his heart, which had been stirred by guilt.
"I'm sorry. After all this is resolved, I will give you a grand wedding."
Shen Qingqing raised her eyebrows. "Okay, I'll be waiting."
By noon, Lin Mo called, reporting that the investigation of the damaged vehicle had yielded results. The car had no issues; it was purely the driver who had intentionally run the red light.
Most importantly, the speed was not fast at the time, and the car's damage was not severe.
However, the car's driving recorder was broken and needed to be repaired. Only then could they ascertain the situation inside the car at the time.
Meanwhile, Shen Qingqing was also busy. By evening, she began acupuncture on Fu Tingsheng, first to dissolve the blood clot that was compressing his nerves in his head.
The next day, when the doctor came for a check-up, they were astonished.
"The blood clot has actually dissolved!"
Shen Qingqing touched her nose. "Doctor, if anyone other than my boyfriend and I inquires about his condition, please keep it confidential."
The doctor asked, perplexed, "Why?"
"My grandmother is very worried about my uncle. But I'm not sure if he can wake up yet, and I don't want to give Grandma false hope."
The doctor understood. Although the blood clot had dissolved, it was still uncertain when he would wake up, and no one knew when the clot would fully dissipate.
"Don't worry, I won't say a word."
"Doctor, could you please let me see my uncle's medical records and examination reports?" Shen Qingqing requested.
"Actually, there's something I wanted to tell you as well. Come to my office with me."
Shen Qingqing followed the doctor to the office and successfully obtained the examination report. When she returned to the ward and closed the door, she opened the report.
Upon reading the contents, her eyes narrowed slightly, and the doctor's words seemed to echo in her ears.
"It's very strange. There's a medication in the patient's body. After analysis, it was found to be glibenclamide, a drug for controlling blood sugar. But the patient doesn't have diabetes."
"Moreover, the patient is naturally weak and would never have high blood sugar. He only suffers from low blood sugar."
What was most surprising was that the report stated Fu Tingsheng had a rare blood type, was naturally weak, and had suffered from... congenital anemia.
Although he was later cured, the medical conditions at the time still left sequelae.
She glanced at the sleeping Fu Tingsheng, took out her phone, and made a call to Ke Lin, asking him to keep an eye on things while she took the documents back to the Fu family.
Old Madam Fu was anxiously waiting. Seeing her, she immediately asked, "How is he?"
"Don't worry, Grandma. Uncle is no longer in life-threatening danger," Shen Qingqing said gently, helping the old lady sit down. "He did sustain a head injury, so he needs to sleep for a while longer and recuperate. He'll wake up after some time."
"A head injury?" Old Madam Fu's hands trembled. "Can he really wake up?"
"Of course, he can."
Shen Qingqing reassured her for a long time before Old Madam Fu finally believed that Fu Tingsheng was merely asleep, not on the verge of death. Then, she took out a page from the examination report that mentioned his past illness.
"Grandma, did he have congenital anemia before?"
Old Madam Fu's aged voice slowly replied, "Yes, this child has been like this since birth, it's like his grandfather. Later, your grandfather and I spent a great deal of effort to cure this illness, but at that time, the special medicine was still flawed. The illness was cured, but it left a root cause."
Still, the couple was very happy. A weak body was better than losing his life.
As long as there were no accidents and he was properly cared for, he would live a long life.
Shen Qingqing found something amiss. "Is this illness hereditary?"
"Yes." Old Madam Fu spoke of the past. "Sheng'er's grandfather passed away early because of this illness. Your grandfather also had this illness."
Shen Qingqing's eyes flickered. "Grandma, did Jingshu's father also have this illness?"
Old Madam Fu's expression suddenly stiffened.