"Princess, thank you for answering my questions today."

As Dr. Feng finished speaking, he stood up and took his leave.

He hadn't expected Li Youran to know so much, and to be able to explain it so fluently, even using some terms that he couldn't understand.

When he gets back, he must record all of this in detail and study it thoroughly. If he can make a breakthrough, he can convince himself that he can truly achieve outstanding results in the field of epidemic prevention and control.

“Lu Chuan, you haven’t been with me for long, but I trust you completely. Besides you, I have no one else I trust to entrust this matter to.”

As the Prime Minister spoke earnestly, he reached out and patted Lu Chuan on the shoulder.

Lu Chuan looked troubled, his brows furrowed, but he finally nodded with difficulty.

It wasn't that the Prime Minister had no one else to make arrangements, but rather that among these new faces, he was the only one whom the Prime Minister trusted implicitly.

On the way back, Lu Chuan seemed absent-minded until he got home and heard his son crying, which brought him back to his senses.

He took his son from the wet nurse's arms and looked closely at the fair-skinned, delicate little boy.

What a lovely child, it's a pity it's not his.

Lu Chuan had been thinking about how wonderful it would be to have a son, all in order to shut everyone up.

But when the child was actually born, Lu Can's thoughts were different from before. Watching the child grow bigger and bigger, Lu Can felt as if his heart was being expanded.

This child is not his child. Every time he sees this child, it's as if he's being told silently that this is the child his wife had with someone else, and that he's being cheated on.

"Did the Prime Minister summon you today because he has some important matter to discuss with you?"

As Wang Xiangyu spoke, she walked away. Seeing Lu Chuan looking at the child with deep affection, she felt a surge of pride. She had given birth to Lu Chuan's only son, and everything Lu Chuan would have in the future would belong to this child.

"It's nothing more than the same old stuff," Lu Chuan said, handing the child back to the wet nurse before closing his eyes and leaning back in his chair.

"I'm going out for a while. You stay home and take good care of the children."

Lu Chuan often ran errands for the prime minister, so Wang Xiangyu didn't ask in detail what it was about, and simply smiled and agreed.

"Go in peace, I will not mistreat our son."