The fake heiress loves to act? The max-level boss isn't interested in playing along.

"Auntie, please don't say that..."

Fu Hua's eyelashes trembled slightly, a layer of moisture welling up in her eyes, refusing to shed a single tear.

Beside him, Xie Chenjie's eyes were bloodshot, and his lips were tightly pressed together.

He was a soldier who dedicated his life to protecting his country, a man of unwavering integrity who was never easily moved.

But ever since his son's accident, this strong and upright man has had his eyes redden countless times, his heart filled with helplessness and pain.

He failed to protect his son.

My son was injured on duty and suffered a lifelong disability.

As a father, he felt deeply guilty and unworthy of being a father.

My son is lucky to have someone like Fu Hua.

His eyes were filled with gratitude and guilt as he looked at Fu Hua.

At this moment, Xie Chenjie was speechless, deeply moved.

Fu Hua gently squeezed Zhou Yun's hand back, her tone gentle yet firm: "Uncle, Aunt, please don't say that."

There's no need for such polite words between me and Xie Ci.

I'm willing to take care of him. As long as he gets better, anything I do is worth it.

From now on, we'll take care of him together. He'll definitely recover gradually. Don't be too sad, and take good care of yourselves.

The couple looked exhausted, as if they had aged more than ten years overnight.

Fu Hua, this girl, stepped forward without hesitation when her whole family was at their most desperate and helpless.

With her frail shoulders, she took on the heavy responsibility of caring for Xie Ci, staying by his side in the ICU.

Working tirelessly day and night, never abandoning or forsaking each other.

It gave their son hope for life and also gave their whole family the courage to persevere.

How could I not be moved?

During this time, the Xie family has seen every effort and perseverance that Fu Hua has made.

They were the ones who dragged Fu Hua down; it was his son who ruined this outstanding young woman.

From now on, no matter what Fu Hua chooses, they will not hold a grudge.

.........

In the afternoon, after the head nurse made arrangements, the nurses carefully transferred the thank-you notes to the private ward reserved for military officers.

The environment in this ward is nowhere near as good as the ICU.

It's bright and quiet, the conditions are impeccable.

The single room, over twenty square meters, was exceptionally spacious, with clean beige floor tiles.

The natural light is excellent, with large floor-to-ceiling windows and spotless interior.

The room was bathed in warm sunlight, with clean, light blue curtains hanging in the air.

There was none of the oppressive feeling of a hospital.

A widened hospital bed was placed against the wall, with a soft and breathable mattress.

A foldable dining table was placed at the foot of the bed, along with a brand-new bedside table.

It has a built-in drawer on top, which can hold quite a lot of things.

At the other end of the ward were two soft fabric sofas.

A wooden coffee table is placed in the middle for family members to rest.

There's also a separate bathroom in the corner, with hot water available 24 hours a day. It's clean, tidy, and odorless.

There's a wall-mounted TV and air conditioning, making it very comfortable.

Considering that Xie Ci is a disabled veteran, the ward was thoughtfully equipped with handrails and a call bell, all within easy reach.

The facilities are complete and arranged entirely according to the best possible rehabilitation conditions.

The military also specially hired experienced male nurses.

With great strength and professional nursing skills, she is specifically responsible for Xie Ci's daily physical tasks such as turning him over and massaging his limbs to facilitate his subsequent rehabilitation.

The hospital has also relaxed its regulations, temporarily allowing family members to visit at any time.

This was so that Xie Ci could focus on recovering from her illness.

After settling everyone in, Zhou Yun couldn't sit still for a moment.

I tidied Xie Ci's clothes and wiped down the bedside table, working so hard that sweat beaded on my forehead.

His face was etched with undisguised exhaustion, and his eyes were bloodshot.

The ordeal of the past month had left her utterly exhausted.

Besides the person involved, the person who must be most heartbroken by this incident is the mother.

Fu Hua saw this and felt sorry for Zhou Yun, so she tugged at his arm.

She gently advised, "Auntie, why don't you go back and rest? You've been staying at the hospital every day for over a month and haven't had a proper night's sleep."

The caregiver and I are watching over things here, so everything will be fine. You should go back and get some sleep to recharge.

Zhou Yun shook his head, then took Fu Hua's hand in his own.

Her voice was hoarse: "I'm fine, but you, Huahua, you've been in the ICU for so long, only getting a few hours of sleep a day and barely eating anything."

You should go back and rest. You still have work to do; you can't just leave it all behind. I'm here for you.

The two of them kept refusing to leave, neither willing to go first, each wanting the other to rest a little longer.

At this moment, Xie Chenjie walked in carrying a thermos.

He fetched warm water and a clean towel.

He didn't let the caregiver do it; he wrung it out himself and sat by the bed.

She carefully wiped Xie Ci's face, neck, and arms, her movements incredibly gentle, afraid of hurting her sleeping son.

This usually tough soldier moved clumsily yet meticulously.

As I wiped them, my eyes couldn't help but well up with tears.

After wiping, Xie Chenjie put down the towel and looked at Fu Hua.

His tone was calm: "Huahua, how about this, your aunt and I will come over tonight to relieve you."

You still have a lot of research work to do. The laboratory and R&D projects all need you. You can't keep pushing yourself like this, or your health will collapse.

"Go back first, get some rest, and take care of your work. We and the caregivers are here, everything will be fine."

"it is good."

Fu Hua knew they genuinely cared about her, so she nodded gently and agreed.

She does indeed have important things to do.

It's not a laboratory matter; it's a project that utilizes spacetime acceleration to delve into neural regeneration research.

The fact that Xie Ci recovered so well is hardly a medical miracle.

It's all thanks to the spiritual spring water in the space.

Whether now or decades from now, spinal cord injury is almost irreversible.

Many people who get this disease end up paralyzed and bedridden for life.

Or it could lead to various complications and even death.

Every day, when no one was around, she secretly used the spiritual spring water to nourish Xie Ci's body.

Little by little, his damaged organs and nerves were repaired.

It was thanks to the apology that she recovered so well, without any complications.

Even if the spiritual spring water has miraculous effects,

There's no way to make the amputated lower leg grow back.

Xie Ci underwent a double leg amputation above the knee, meaning he will be missing half of his lower legs for the rest of his life.

With the help of the spiritual spring water, she can only slowly repair his damaged spinal cord nerves, so that he can suffer less in the future and better adapt to the prosthesis, nothing more.

The thought of this made Fu Hua's heart ache as if it were being cut by a knife.

Xie Ci was such a proud soldier, with an upright posture and an aura of authority. He was spirited and vigorous, a true man who stood tall and upright in protecting his country.

Now that he has lost both legs, he is destined to spend the rest of his life bedridden.

Unable to stand, unable to walk.

For him, this kind of torture was definitely more cruel than death.

Perhaps he has already realized something, which is why he is reluctant to wake up.

She used to think that she had traveled through time.

Using medical knowledge from later generations, they developed heart valves, started medical companies, and broke the foreign technological monopoly.

He has achieved some success and accomplished quite a bit.

It wasn't until Xie Ci's incident that she suddenly realized...

His so-called achievements are not worth mentioning at all.

What she created were technologies that would have been widely adopted in later generations; they weren't exactly groundbreaking or revolutionary innovations.

Despite her disability, she was still unable to do anything about Xie Ci's actions.

You can't even protect the person you care about most; you feel insignificant and powerless.

Even if her space has time acceleration, her ongoing research into immortality projects...

There has been no breakthrough and progress has been slow.

Nerve cell regeneration is always simpler than immortality.

Given time, she can definitely make further progress in medicine.

This is also necessary.