Shi Qian froze and looked at Fu Sinian in disbelief.
Had she heard right?
Fu Sinian said yes?
The old master got out of bed.
"Grandpa, don't move!" Shi Qian hurried over.
The old master picked up a fruit basket and placed it in Fu Sinian's arms. He urged, "Go quickly."
Shi Qian was speechless.
Fu Sinian had already started the wheelchair and was a step ahead.
Shi Qian hurried after him.
Fu Sinian stopped at the door and waited for her.
"Carry it," he said coldly.
Shi Qian lifted the fruit basket from his arms.
So heavy!
"Which floor?" Fu Sinian asked.
"Young Master Fu, you don't have to really go. Wait for me on the balcony outside. I'll be back soon."
Fu Sinian felt a surge of anger.
"If the old master finds out I didn't go, he'll be furious."
Shi Qian thought about it and agreed that it was possible.
She knew that this hospital was also owned by the Fu family.
