With these shares, even if Fu Tingzhou remarries and has children, Tangtang will have security!
Their gazes collided in the air.
Tang Xi knew he wouldn’t easily agree.
This was 10% of the Fu’s shares!
Even though he is currently the controller of the Fu family, he cannot make this decision alone.
Such matters would require the approval of Grandpa Fu and also a board meeting.
But she didn’t expect that after three minutes of silence, Fu Tingzhou nodded.
Tang Xi was somewhat surprised.
Her rigidly straight back stiffened, and she asked uncertainly again, "Really?"
"There’s half a month left; when we return to North City, I will draft a contract. Tangtang is my daughter, the 10% of shares will be my birthday gift for her fifth birthday. However, this is not for you, it’s for my daughter."
Tang Xi smiled, "Don’t worry, I won’t take it."
Four years ago, she gave up the shares, and four years later, she wouldn’t take them either.
In the past few days, Tang Xi had been staying in the hospital with Fu Tingzhou, undergoing a series of examinations, and was discharged on the third morning.
Before being discharged, Tang Xi went to the hospital to get medicines.
It was all imported painkillers, as ordinary painkillers could no longer suppress Fu Tingzhou’s headaches.
In the hospital, there was a specialist.
Tang Xi had asked him, not only about his headaches but also about his amnesia.
The specialist looked at Fu Tingzhou’s medical report, "He has a shadow here but no lesions; he often feels headaches which are sequelae of a car accident but not entirely. You mentioned he has amnesia, so can he recall some fragmented memories from the past?"
Tang Xi nodded, "He should be able to, but when he tries to think deeper, it triggers his headaches, and the more he thinks, the worse it gets."
"I have treated many patients before, but your husband is the first case ."
Tang Xi did not argue but continued to ask, "Then, Dr. Song, is there still a possibility he could recover his memory?"
The expert saw Tang Xi as a family member of an amnesia patient, desperate for the patient to regain memory, and sighed, "It’s uncertain, but looking at your husband’s condition, his amnesia doesn’t seem related to the car accident. Does your husband frequently suffer from headaches? Do they last long each time?"
Tang Xi described everything to Dr. Song one by one.
After a while, Dr. Song said, "Maybe it’s because I’m old, I can’t give you a definitive answer to your husband’s condition. However, I have a good old friend who is a traditional Chinese medicine practitioner; you can consult him, perhaps he might help with your husband’s condition."
Dr. Song provided an address, and Tang Xi left the hospital.
The next morning, Tang Xi arrived at the Chinese Medicine Hall and met the elderly practitioner.
She spoke about Fu Tingzhou’s condition, to which the old Chinese medicine man asked, "Who is this gentleman to you?"
For convenience, Tang Xi could only say, "He’s my husband."
"Oh, he’s your husband. He had treatment here before, but then he stopped coming. About his condition, I have discussed it with a few of my friends too, and I suspect his amnesia wasn’t caused by the car accident."
Both Chinese and Western doctors said so.
Tang Xi nodded, "Dr. Song also said the same, so I came to ask for your help. Is there a chance he might regain his memory?"
"Don’t worry too much, he definitely has a chance to regain his memory."
Seeing Tang Xi’s serious expression, the old Chinese doctor reassured her, "Don’t worry too much, just let things take their natural course."
Tang Xi forced a bitter smile; in fact, she didn’t want Fu Tingzhou to regain his memory.
"I’ve been meaning to contact your husband these days because my old friends and I studied his symptoms and actually came up with something, but couldn’t reach him. Just as well you’re here, I tell you, whether or not to regain memory is up to you."
He stroked his grizzled beard, "Your husband’s amnesia should be related to a kind of hypnotism."
Tang Xi stood up, her lips pressed tightly.
The old Chinese doctor quickly reassured her, "Don’t be surprised or scared, listen to me explain slowly."
Tang Xi was indeed shocked.
She could never have imagined this.
After calming her emotions for two seconds, she sat down and unconsciously, a layer of sweat formed on her back.
After listening to the old Chinese doctor finish, she quietly asked, "So you think it’s man-made, that someone used hypnotism to erase his memory?"
"Does it sound absurd to you? I have an old friend whose granddaughter was heartbroken wanting to commit suicide, and my old pal happened to ask a hypnotist to make his granddaughter forget those unhappy memories and the man. It’s been over two years now, and my old pal’s granddaughter has been living happily. But she went traveling recently to a place she had previously visited with her former boyfriend, which triggered a headache, and in a familiar environment, she began to recollect some fragmented memories."
Half an hour later, Tang Xi left the Chinese Medicine Hall.
She hadn’t expected Fu Tingzhou’s amnesia to stem from this cause.
It surely must have been someone close to him.
It definitely wasn’t Su Mengshu; how could Su Mengshu make him forget those things, after all, Fu Tingzhou liked her.
In a moment, Tang Xi’s mind was in turmoil.
Several suspects flashed vaguely through her mind, but she couldn’t be sure who it was.
She returned to the hotel.
Fu Tingzhou was sitting at the desk working.
Tang Xi brought over a plate of fruit.
"Mr. Fu, you’ve just recovered, you should still be mindful to rest."
His response was a faint acknowledgment, "Hmm."
"You go to Shangguan Group and fetch a contract for me."
"Okay, I’ll go right away." She hadn’t left yet when she heard a knock at the door.
Tang Xi opened the door, and a wave of perfume wafted in.
"Step aside!" Ning Daisu stared at her.