The doctor arrived quickly, since there were warning signs last night, and he only woke up at this time today, which was already a little later than expected.
While the doctors and nurses were conducting examinations on Fu Chi, Xia Zhiyi and the old man stood aside, not daring to disturb their work.
After observing for a while, the old man suddenly asked, "Isn't something wrong with Fu Chi?"
Xia Zhiyi turned her head to look at him, somewhat surprised, as he thought he was the only one who had noticed this.
However, he only had a vague feeling or guess, and he didn't know for the time being whether there was anything fishy going on.
The old man seemed to know what Xia Zhiyi was thinking, his brows furrowing as he said, "I am his father, after all. Even if I never quite understand what this kid is thinking, but..."
Xia Zhiyi was silent for a few seconds before saying, "I don't know, I'll ask later."
The old man said, "That's the only way."
After a thorough examination, the doctor told the two, "They may still have some concussion; let's observe them further."
The old man asked, "Are there any problems elsewhere?"
"As for the rest, the conclusion is the same as before. There are no new problems other than with the head. Just pay more attention to your diet these next few days. The nurses will explain the precautions to you in more detail later."
Upon hearing this, the old man's expression was a mix of relief and unease. After thanking the doctor, he and Xia Zhiyi saw the doctor off from the ward.
When he returned, Fu Chi seemed exhausted, lying on the bed with his eyes closed, it was unclear whether he had fallen asleep again or was just dozing off.
The old man walked over, sat down by the bed, and stared at Fu Chi for a long time without saying a word.
Xia Zhiyi then spoke with the nurse again, noting down all the precautions, and saw the nurse off before returning to the bedside.
As soon as he approached, the man who had been keeping his eyes closed opened them, his gaze locking onto him. After a moment of eye contact with Xia Zhiyi, he looked wearily at the old man beside him and said, "Dad."
The old man said, "Oh, you've just woken up. Get some rest."
Fu Chi: "About the company..."
The old man said, "Your nephew and I are in charge of the company, so don't worry, things won't fall apart."
Fu Chi was silent for a moment before saying, "I'm sorry."
The old man's composed expression suddenly faltered; he stared blankly at Fu Chi for a long while before his eyes reddened.
"Why are you apologizing? This isn't your fault that something like this happened," the old man said.
Fu Chi sighed softly and said, "I'm sorry I made you worry."
The old man didn't say anything, but Xia Zhiyi saw that his eyes were already wet. Just as the tears were about to fall, he lowered his head and pretended to look for something in his pocket so that Xia Zhiyi wouldn't see them.
Xia Zhiyi wasn't unaware; he just pretended not to.
In this situation, Xia Zhiyi and then found an excuse to avoid it, allowing the father and son to talk alone.
Over the years, due to their personalities, the father and son probably rarely sat down and had a Jingjing chat about things unrelated to work. This time, the incident happened suddenly, and although the old man seemed normal and calm, he was probably still worried.
It's a good thing to let them talk now.
After leaving the ward, Xia Zhiyi first called Fu Yunyi to inform him that Fu Chi had woken up.
"It's good that you're awake. How is your uncle's brain...?"
Xia Zhiyi: "It seems there are no major problems so far."
Fu Yunyi: "Then, after I finish what I'm doing here, can I go see my uncle today?"
Although he understood that the hospital's procedures were for safety reasons, Fu Yunyi also wanted to confirm as soon as possible whether his family members were truly out of danger.
Hearing it from others feels unreal, and he's afraid that others might be hiding something from him to avoid worrying him.
Xia Zhiyi didn't say whether it was possible or not. The rules here aren't set arbitrarily; there's a reason behind them. If it's possible to make an exception, he'll talk to Fu Yunyi about it later; if not, then so be it.
Let's go through the procedures.
Fu Yunyi still has a lot of things to deal with. He wasn't in charge of these things before, and now the main thing is to maintain stability, but he still needs to understand a lot of things, which takes a lot of time.
As a result, he didn't have much free time to talk to Xia Zhiyi, and the two ended their call not long afterward.
Xia Zhiyi waited in the corridor for a while, during which she sent Xu Chen a message. However, Xu Chen was so busy these past few days that he wished he could be in two places at once, so he probably didn't see it and didn't reply immediately.
It just so happens that at the time of the incident, not to mention Fu Yunyi's workload, even Xia Zhiyi's side was facing a situation where the game company was launching a promotional campaign during the holidays. Although Xia Zhiyi didn't have much work to do, she still had to keep an eye on things from all sides.
When Fu Chi got into trouble, Xu Chen, who only had two artists, went on strike together.
Xu Chen: Damn it.
Just Xia Zhiyi was calculating the time, wondering if it was about time, the old man came out of the room and paused when he saw Xia Zhiyi.
Then, the old man waved to him. "I was wondering where you went. Fu Chi was looking for you."
Xia Zhiyi observed the old man's expression and noticed that he looked somewhat tired, but his overall demeanor was noticeably more relaxed than before.
Clearly, although the two did not communicate for very long, the interaction was effective.
Xia Zhiyi forward and took the old man's arm. "I just called Fu Yunyi and told him he wanted to come and see. I was thinking of going downstairs later to ask if it would be possible to make an exception."
Upon hearing this, Old Master Fu pondered for a few seconds, then frowned. "I'll handle this. You've been so worried these past two days. The boy has finally woken up, so don't rush around doing this and that. Get some rest and talk to him."
"It's nothing serious..." the two said as they entered the room.
The old man waved his hand, showing a rare touch of assertiveness, and told Xia Zhiyi to stay and rest, or chat with Fu Chi, either was fine.
As for Fu Yunyi, he can handle whatever needs to be done.
Seeing this, Xia Zhiyi didn't insist. If the old man wanted to handle it himself, he would just go along with it.
" A-Yi..." Fu Chi called softly as he saw him come in, watching him Jingjing.
The old man looked at the two of them, and using the incident as an excuse, patted Xia Zhiyi on the back, then turned and left.
He even closed the door behind him.
The room was suddenly empty except for the two of them. Xia Zhiyi stood at the foot of the bed for a while, her face expressionless.
Fu Chi simply looked at him Jingjing, as if just looking at him Jingjing was enough.
Finally, Xia Zhiyi broke the silence. "Do you remember what happened yesterday?"
Fu Chi's eyelashes fluttered, and after a moment, he sighed softly, "You noticed."
Upon hearing this, Xia Zhiyi knew that Fu Chi had indeed regained consciousness yesterday. Although it was only for a short time, he was conscious for less than a minute, and he hadn't forgotten it when he woke up today.
That unfamiliar and indifferent gaze...