Chapter 88: I should have been hit by bird poop every day
After Mr. Fu's detailed explanation, Li Yang finally understood with difficulty the whole mental process of following Fu Qingyu and shrinking to take pictures.
At first, when the old man heard what happened to Li Yang, he was so indignant that he almost rushed out of the hospital with a cane and beat someone.
In the end, it took all the strength of several doctors and nurses in the hospital to stop the people.
After that, he began to hire people to follow Fu Qingyu.
Every time I see the video sent back by those people, Fu Qingyu dropped bird poop on his head while walking, accidentally stepped into the ditch while walking, and was covered in a plastic bag coming by the wind while walking......
Every time this kind of content can make the old man who is being treated smile.
Originally, the doctors and nurses who were in charge of taking care of him were worried that he would receive stimulation because of the videos outside, which would make it more difficult for his memory to recover.
I didn't expect that the old man would love to watch videos of his grandson being abused so much, and every time he was happy, his condition would show signs of improvement.
As a result, there were fewer and fewer people in charge of the old man, and he gradually began to let himself go.
The content of the video has gradually expanded from Fu Qingyu's scandal to all negative content related to Fu Qingyu.
The words of his employees scolding him, the negative evaluation of him on the Internet, and the bad comments of passerby A on him in the interview.
All kinds, complete variety.
"Yangyang, you come in and watch slowly, and you can come out of the room when you finish reading it."
The old man dragged her to the room where he stored the videos, and happily showed the whole room of discs.
"I know that you are beside Fu Qingyu's stinky boy, and you have suffered all the grievances. But don't worry, grandpa knows, and grandpa will come out for you in the future. If he dares to be disrespectful to you, grandpa will recognize you as a sister. โ
"Huh?!" Li Yang's hand, which just wanted to take a look at the disc, froze in mid-air.
But Grandpa Fu didn't feel that his words were shocking, and nodded solemnly:
"I know you as a sister, and when that kid sees you in the future, according to his seniority, he must call you 'aunt'. What do you think? Does this idea sound cool? โ
When Li Yang heard this plan, his heart was very complicated.
The old man Fu who was in the shopping mall back then and made all the enemies smell the weather, why is he like a three-year-old child now?
There are some tricks that may not be able to be seen by a three-year-old child......
"Mr. Fu, I'll take a closer look." She smiled and did not answer the old man's question directly.
Fortunately, even if Old Man Fu has amnesia, he is still a smart person.
Obedient and listening, he probably understood what Li Yang meant, but he still seemed to add unwillingly:
"Yangyang, I still have a lot of problems with my body, especially memory, it's been half a year, and there is no sign of recovery at all. Your medical skills are so good, come and see me more at home after work during this time. โ
Obviously, not long ago, he said that he would not let any woman approach Fu Qingyu......
"Mr. Fu, I'm going to watch your treasured video."
Li Yang raised a big smile, simply stretched out his hand, and pulled the old man to sit down beside him, "You have pressed so many disc collections, aren't you afraid that if one day Li Yang can't come back, or she really dies, these things are just useless?" โ
"How can you not come back?" Speaking of this, Old Man Fu seemed to remember something happy, and the wrinkles on his face were piled together, "Yangyang has my grandfather here, so he won't go far." โ
Li Yang looked sideways, and when he saw his grandfather's sincere smile, he only felt a sour feeling in his heart.
She grabbed the disc closest to the couch in the room and placed it in the player, opening the projection screen that had been stowed away from the ceiling.
At the beginning of the video, the first screen is the surveillance screen of the study on the second floor of the Fu family's old house.
The date and time in the lower right corner, as you can see, is half past twelve in the middle of the night the day after she faked her death and jumped off the building.
Fu Qingyu had a scruffy beard, a large area of black blue under his eyes, his eyes were bloodshot, and his whole face looked yellow and haggard, appearing directly below the surveillance camera.
Most importantly, he squatted like a dog in the corner of the study, facing the wallโpounding the wall.
At his feet were more than a dozen wine bottles, red wine, white wine and beer.
Due to the sheer volume, it is impossible at first glance to estimate how long and how much he drank.
The walls of the study, pasted with light blue wall covering, were gradually stained red with blood under his unremitting thrashing.
Fu Qingyu's two fists, which looked extremely hard, were covered with blood at the moment, all of which were smashed scars.
The picture was very quiet, if it weren't for the fact that Fu Qingyu's fist smashed against the wall one by one, making a dull and depressing sound, she would have thought that the sound was broken.
"The week you left, he was drunk like this dog every day, and then he self-harmed in the study."
Old Man Fu leaned on the cushion leisurely, not feeling that there was anything wrong with disliking his own grandson like this.
"At first, it was like a puddle of mud that couldn't hold up to the wall, but then it simply degenerated into muddy water. Oh yes, for the first three days, he slept in the mud next to the pool of blood in the garden. โ
These shocking contents, coming out of the old man's plain mouth, seem to have become less serious.
In the dimly lit room, there is a clear line of light and dark on the side of his face.
"His self-mutilation isn't interesting, let's look at it from his bad luck." His tone at this moment was more like that of a child, "The sixth layer on the shelf, it's all there, take it casually." โ
Speaking of Fu Qingyu's bad luck, the old man rubbed his hands excitedly.
Li Yang found the disc according to his grandfather's instructions, released it and took a look, and sure enough, Fu Qingyu got out of the car violently.
The black suit made him look tall and straight, and there was a strong sense of oppression all over his body.
As a result, within a few steps, a magpie flew over his head, and then a large lump of white, hot, and smelly excrement landed right on top of Fu Qingyu's head.
There is also a part of the diluted content, which flows from the bangs to the face......
"Hahahaha...... This stinky boy! Deserve! If you do so many bad things, you should be hit by bird poop every day! โ
Grandpa Fu looked at it and even clapped his hands excitedly.
Li Yang also watched those funny contents with him, but the picture that came to mind was still the clip of the surveillance just now.
Cold and lonely nights, burning alcohol, and a madman.
She couldn't imagine that a delicate person like Fu Qingyu would sleep at the scene of the murder at night, regardless of it......
The scene of faking death to escape was planned by Li Yang himself, so he knew very well how seeping that big pool of blood was and how difficult it was to sleep, but Fu Qingyu ......