Mr Fu, I Really Love You

Su Manman, who hadn’t eaten at her maternal grandfather’s place for many years, downed the first mouthful of soup… Although she didn’t know the taste, there was still an inexplicable sour sensation in her heart.

“I heard that you’ve been very busy lately…” Su Moqing asked Shi Hanchu.

“A little, but I regularly exercise. Don’t worry.” When Shi Hanchu spoke to the old man, he spoke softly, with respect that sincerely came from his heart.

Su Manman glanced at Shi Hanchu before lowering her head again to eat the soup.

“Did you ask the housekeeper to make your soup on time?” Su Moqing asked.

“Yes, don’t worry. I drink it every day. As I’m busy on set, my assistant’s mother is the one brewing it. My assistant then brings it to the set for me. I’ve never missed a day!”

Su Moqing nodded in satisfaction.

“The truth behind Jiang Migzhu’s accident has finally been revealed…”

Hearing her grandpa mention her, Su Manman looked up at the old man.

Su Moqing’s lips curled up with a hint of sadness. “You… should let her go! Find a nice girl, get married, and have children! Otherwise, if you are still single by thirty-five years old…”

“Grandpa, I got it!” Shi Hanchu interrupted Su Moqing. “Don’t worry, I know what to do!”

“It’s good that you know!” Su Moqing nodded and looked towards Su Manman. “Speaking of which, it’s all thanks to you, Miss Su…”

Su Manman clenched her chopsticks and said to Su Moqing, “Old Master, you’re too polite!”

“You lost your sense of taste because of Mingzhu, so… don’t worry, I’ll definitely cure your ailment and restore your taste buds!” Su Moqing was very confident.

He had encountered such a situation where he cured someone who lost their sense of taste due to a hit on their head. The person completely recovered, so Su Moqing was definitely not bragging.

After the meal, Su Manman habitually went to clean up the table, but Shi Hanchu stopped her…

“Let Old Master Su take your pulse! I’ll take care of it!” Shi Hanchu said.

Very quickly, Shi Hanchu started cleaning up the table. Su Moqing was used to him doing that, so he didn’t say anything and brought Su Manman to the living room for a checkup. He asked her some questions about her eating habits.

Su Moqing was silent for a while. He thought about how the blood clot in the young lady’s head had already dissipated. So, why hadn’t her taste buds recovered yet?

Su Moqing was worried that the young lady suffered some psychological trauma, but as a doctor, he couldn’t say it…

“How about this? I won’t prescribe any medicine for you for the time being. Let’s do acupuncture for a while. See if you’re willing?” Su Moqing asked Su Manman.

Su Manman was truly afraid of her grandpa’s acupuncture needles.

In the past, she had watched his grandpa inject needles into his grandma. When the needles were injected into someone’s body, they would tremble and shake. It was so scary.

But this was her grandpa. If she didn’t believe in her grandpa, who else could she trust?

Hence, Su Manman nodded. “Alright…”

Su Manman lay down on the reclining chair while Su Moqing injected needles into each acupuncture point. It was different from what she had imagined…

The needles on the acupuncture points didn’t hurt. Some parts were without feeling, while others felt sore and swollen.

After Su Moqing seriously asked Su Manman how she felt when pressure was applied to the various acupuncture points and made detailed notes, Shi Hanchu had already washed the dishes and came out.

“You can leave in five minutes!” Su Mo washed his hands and took out a tissue to wipe his hands.

“How’s her condition? Can her taste buds recover?”

Shi Hanchu asked Su Moqing behind Su Manman’s back…

Su Moqing frowned and said, “It’s hard to say. Her situation seems to be different from what I’ve treated previously. I won’t prescribe any medicine yet, but I’ll prepare some herbal soups for her. Keep an eye on her and slowly let her recover! I keep feeling that this child… has some pent-up frustration in her heart that can’t be resolved. If you really care about this young lady, ask her more and give her some guidance! When the vexation in her heart is cleared up… she’ll feel better!”

Shi Hanchu nodded thoughtfully.

Seeing Shi Hanchu like this, Su Moqing sighed. “You don’t seem to care so much about yourself. Let me tell you, thirty-five years old… is your hurdle! I can’t guarantee how long you’ll live. Quickly get married and have children as soon as possible… Just consider it as leaving behind descendants!”

Shi Hanchu smiled and shook his head. “I’m still a few years away from being thirty-five. Why do I have to get married and have children… If I’m no longer around, wouldn’t it be very cruel for my wife and child? Forget it… there’s no need for others to bear the pain of me leaving.”

“You! What do you want me to say about you!” Su Moqing shook his head. “Back then… because of this, I didn’t let you and Mingzhu get together. Now that I think about it, I feel quite regretful. Imagine how old your child is now if I had let you guys be together back then…”

“Grandpa, think about the bright side of it. If Mingzhu and I had a child back then, the child would have to bear the pain of his mother leaving. Then, the father might not live past the age of thirty-five. How pitiful would this child be?” Shi Hanchu smiled. “Everything is destined by fate. Let nature take its course! We can’t force it.”

Su Moqing shook his head. “Your illness… is mainly a psychological one. What’s serious isn’t a physical illness, but a psychological one… If you and Mingzhu have a child, you’ll at least be able to live longer if you have someone or something on your mind!”

Upon hearing the sound of the cuckoo bird on the wall, Su Moqing went to remove the needles for Su Manman. He also instructed Su Manman how to take care of herself when she went back, as well as to come back for more acupuncture every three days. If it were to rain on the day, she didn’t need to come over, as acupuncture wasn’t to be administered on a rainy day…

When Su Manman was young, she had heard from Ye Qinghan that her maternal grandfather had the habit of not inserting needles on rainy days.

On the way back from Su Moqing, Su Manman was still seated in the backseat. She couldn’t resist asking, “You said… that Old Master Su saved your life? When was this?”

Shi Hanchu held the steering wheel with both hands and said calmly, “Many years ago.”

It was clear he didn’t wish to elaborate…

“Many years ago, before you met Jiang Mingzhu?” Su Manman asked.

“Yes…” Shi Hanchu nodded, not continuing the topic.

Shi Hanchu indeed hid many secrets that she didn’t know. She had thought that she was the person who understood Shi Hanchu the most in this world.

On the way back, neither of them spoke again.

From that day onwards, Shi Hanchu would bring Su Manman to Su Moqing’s place on time every other three days, but the treatment didn’t seem to work…

After they finished filming the movie, Su Manman lost interest in recovering her taste buds.

“Instead of trying to get treatment for my tongue, why don’t you bring me around to have a taste of a restaurant’s food with me? My grandma asked me out for a meal. I’m afraid my condition will be exposed, so help me taste the food beforehand!” Su Manman said to Shi Hanchu.

Shi Hanchu, who was standing at the entrance of the dressing room, thought about it and said, “Come with me to Old Master Su’s place to get acupuncture. After it’s done, I’ll help you do the tasting.”