She abandoned her husband first, then her children, and was ecstatic after the divorce.

Chapter 174 None of us can escape

Lu An's doubts were hard to dispel, so he quickly took out his phone and dialed the number of his friend who was a doctor in Beijing.

"Brother, I have an urgent matter to ask you for help. I just discovered that Mr. Fu is taking psychiatric medication, but his condition is still very abnormal. I would like to ask you to help me retrieve his detailed medical records, the more detailed the better."

The person on the other end agreed, and the call ended. Lu An waited anxiously for his friend's call back.

His fingers unconsciously tapped lightly on the phone case, his eyes filled with anxiety.

Finally, his phone rang, and he quickly answered it.

My friend's voice came through the receiver, sounding somewhat serious.

I just carefully reviewed that detailed medical record, and Mr. Fu's situation is quite serious. His illness isn't just a psychological problem; it's a physical issue that has triggered a neurological disorder, which explains his abnormal behavior. Even with medication, the symptoms aren't easily controlled.

As Lu An listened, his expression grew increasingly serious, his brows furrowing tightly together.

"anything else?"

My friend continued on the phone, "And judging from his medical records, his illness may have been latent for many years. Think carefully, has he ever suffered a head injury? Or has he had any serious illness that left sequelae? Or has he experienced any major traumatic events? These factors could all be the key factors that triggered his current condition."

As Lu An listened to his friend's question, his mind raced.

After a long pause, he replied with certainty.

"I don't recall any of these situations happening, at least not to the extent that I know of them."

The friend on the other end of the phone was silent for a moment, as if thinking about something, before slowly speaking.

"If none of those are the case, then there is another possibility: it might be due to his long-term use of psychiatric medications. As you know, if these medications are taken improperly or if one becomes dependent on them for a long time, they can easily have adverse effects on the nervous system, leading to his current condition. However, this is just my speculation, and further detailed examinations are needed to determine the specifics."

My friend was silent for a moment, then suddenly spoke again.

“Lu An, there’s something I need to tell you. President Fu probably already knew the cause of his illness, because there are hidden parts in his medical records that I don’t have the authority to access.”

Lu An's heart sank.

"No way?"

My friend said helplessly, "I really can't do anything about it. The hospital has strict regulations, and I've already taken a huge risk by finding this out for you. However, I feel that this matter is not simple, and perhaps Mr. Fu himself doesn't want others to know."

Lu An gripped his phone tightly, his brows furrowed, and muttered to himself.

"Why is this happening...?"

My friend advised me over the phone, "Don't be too hasty. Don't act rashly. See if you can find a breakthrough with President Fu. Some things you can only hear from him."

Lu An took a deep breath and said.

"Okay, I got it. Thanks, bro."

Lu An fell silent again, pondering how to proceed, when Fu Xiuheng in the room suddenly screamed.

Lu An was startled and quickly hung up the phone, rushing to Fu Xiuheng's room.

He suddenly pushed open the door and saw Fu Xiuheng, pale-faced, drenched in sweat, clutching the blanket tightly with both hands, his eyes filled with terror.

"What's wrong? What happened?" Lu An asked anxiously.

Fu Xiuheng gasped for breath and spoke in a trembling voice.

"I...I saw it, I saw those terrible things..."

Lu An frowned, filled with doubt.

"What scary thing? Don't scare me!"

Fu Xiuheng, however, seemed lost in his own world, muttering to himself and completely ignoring Lu An's questions.

Looking at Fu Xiuheng's abnormal behavior, Lu An felt increasingly panicked.

Suddenly, Fu Xiuheng threw off the covers and ran out of bed.

"Don't come over! Don't come over!"

Lu An hugged Fu Xiuheng's waist, trying to calm him down.

"President! What's wrong?!"

But Fu Xiuheng seemed to have seen something terrifying, and roared wildly.

His voice was almost a roar.

"Let me go! Let me go! It's coming, it's coming!"

Fu Xiuheng struggled desperately, trying to break free from Lu An's grasp.

Lu An hugged him tightly and shouted loudly.

"Calm down! What happened? Don't scare me!"

But Fu Xiuheng wouldn't listen at all; his strength was astonishing, and Lu An could barely hold him.

Fu Xiuheng's eyes were wide open, bloodshot, and his face was contorted in a grotesque expression.

Lu An's heart sank to the bottom along with Fu Xiuheng's madness. He had never seen Fu Xiuheng so out of control, and a deep sense of helplessness welled up in his heart.

Lu An continued to obstruct Fu Xiuheng, using all his strength to hold him firmly in place.

Time seemed to stretch on endlessly, each second filled with tension and unease.

Finally, after a long time, Fu Xiuheng seemed to have exhausted all his strength, gradually stopped struggling, and finally calmed down.

His eyes were glazed over, and he muttered to himself.

"There's no escaping it, none of us can escape it..."

Looking at the distraught Fu Xiuheng, Lu An asked with deep concern.

"What exactly is it that you can't escape? Mr. President, explain yourself clearly!"

Fu Xiuheng stopped responding and just kept repeating those few words, his voice getting lower and lower, as if he had fallen into an abyss of despair.

Lu An sighed helplessly, gently helped Fu Xiuheng to sit down by the bed, and stayed by his side, unsure of what to do next.

Fu Xiuheng fell asleep again and began talking in his sleep.

Seeing this, Lu An quickly went over to listen, only to hear Fu Xiuheng speaking indistinctly.

"Don't lock me up..."

Lu An was startled, suddenly remembering that Fu Xiuheng had been kidnapped when he was a teenager.

At that time, it was Lin Yuyan who risked her life to save Fu Xiuheng, and it was because of this that Fu Xiuheng fell deeply in love with Lin Yuyan.

Lu An suddenly realized that the root cause of Fu Xiuheng's mental problems might lie in that incident.

Fu Xiuheng didn't wake up until evening. The afterglow of the setting sun shone through the window onto his face, making his complexion look less pale and his spirits much better.

Lu An had been staying by his side the whole time. When he saw that he had woken up, he quickly went over to ask him about it.

"President, how are you? Are you feeling alright? Do you need to take your medicine?"

Fu Xiuheng's eyes were still somewhat confused. After a moment of silence, he slowly spoke.

"I'm fine, I don't need to take any medicine."

Lu An looked at him with concern, "Are you sure you don't need to? Don't force yourself."

Fu Xiuheng gently shook his head, his gaze shifting to the window, seemingly trying to avoid Lu An's concerned look.