Chapter 2 Policewoman Liu Man

Lu Nange's legs seemed to be wound up, moving forward mechanically in alternating steps.

Behind them, the deafening sound of explosions and the surging heat waves rushed towards them like a raging torrent.

Lu Nange was tightly enveloped by the heat wave, her steps faltering, and she nearly fell several times.

The air was thick with the pungent smell of gunpowder and the strong stench of blood, making people want to vomit.

She dared not stop, her father's words echoing in her mind: "Take good care of yourself and your little brother."

In her previous life, she had no parents. As soon as she transmigrated into the book, she was protected by the original owner's parents with their lives.

She didn't consider herself a particularly virtuous person, but since she had promised someone and used their body, she had to keep her word!

At the very least, try to protect Lu Beiye and hand him over to Lu Xici safely.

The explosion was so loud that a crowd gathered under the bridge, but they were all too afraid to approach.

Following the original owner's memories, Lu Nange ran desperately toward the direction of the original owner's home.

Passersby saw a girl covered in blood running wildly forward, and they all retreated in terror.

At this moment, the sirens and ambulance wailers grew closer and closer...

The police officers in the police car saw Lu Nange covered in blood from afar, their expressions tightened, and they quickly stepped on the brakes.

The car door was suddenly pushed open, and several police officers rushed forward and stopped her.

One of the policewomen spoke in a gentle and reassuring voice: "Young lady, we are police officers."

"Don't be afraid. Are you a victim of the explosion on the bridge? Can you tell me what happened on the bridge?"

Lu Nange stopped in her tracks, breathing heavily: "A series of car accidents, causing an explosion!"

Several police officers looked grave and immediately followed up with, "Are there any survivors?"

Lu Nange shook her head slightly, her hair swaying messily: "I don't know, I was quite far from the epicenter of the explosion at the time."

The older officer said gently, "Liu Man, you stay here, we'll go to the scene first!"

The policewoman nodded slightly and looked at Lu Nange: "Young lady, you're injured. Go to the hospital with the ambulance and get your wound treated first."

Lu Nange: "Thank you, but no need. My brother has autism. He'll be scared to be home alone with the nanny after dark. I need to go home first."

Policewoman: "Young lady, you're covered in injuries. Go to the hospital for a check-up first. Shall we call your parents?"

Lu Nange's mind flashed to her father's smiling face and his hands hanging down to the ground.

Her eyes, pale as amber, brimmed with tears: "They...they're all dead!"

The policewoman took the towel handed to her by the nurse and wrapped it around Lu Nange.

"Can I take you home to pick up your brother, and then we can go to the hospital together?"

Lu Nange thought about the plot of the book and nodded: "Thank you, policewoman."

***

The Lu family operates several large chain supermarkets in the southern part of the city, and they are quite well-known.

The love story of the deer father and mother is exactly like a scene from a classic novel.

The mother deer was a pampered young lady who fell in love at first sight with the father deer, a poor boy from a remote village.

Unlike the tumultuous stories in novels, the mother deer's gamble on love was not a loss.

The poor boy did quite well thanks to his own abilities.

After their marriage, the father treated the mother with the same deer-like devotion for ten years.

Nancheng was the hometown of Lu's father, where the weather was like spring all year round. Lu's mother liked it very much, and after the marriage, Lu's father and Lu's mother settled in Nancheng.

She gave birth to her eldest son, Lu Xici, her daughter, Lu Nange, and her youngest son, Lu Beiye.

When the policewoman drove Lu Nange back to her home, she let Lu Nange sit in the back seat.

"The iodine solution and cotton swabs here were just given to us by the nurse. You can wipe them yourself first. We'll go to the hospital to treat it after we reconnect your brother!"

Lu Nange: "Sister Liu Man, thank you!"

***

The Lu family lives in the villa area of ​​Jiusong Mountain River.

When Liu Man helped Lu Nange into the house, Lu Beiye was sitting on the soft carpet in the living room, intently assembling Lego.

Hearing the noise, Aunt Xu, the nanny, came out of the kitchen and saw Lu Nange covered in blood.

A scream escaped her lips.

Lu Nange frowned slightly: "Aunt Xu, don't frighten Aye."

Lu Beiye raised his head upon hearing the sound, his gaze falling on Lu Nange.

He tilted his head, looking at his sister who was covered in blood and filth, his expressionless little face seemed to twist slightly.

He stood up and jogged towards Lu Nange's direction.

Like Lu Nange, Lu Beiye had light chestnut-colored pupils and long eyelashes, like delicate little fans.

He was dressed in a white shirt, overalls, and white socks, looking like a refined and noble young master.

Lu Nange looked at Lu Beiye, this adorable little dumpling, it really melted her heart.

The tragic ending set for him in the book involuntarily came to mind, and a wave of heartache washed over me. I subconsciously squatted down, wanting to give him a hug.

Realizing she was covered in dirt, her outstretched hand froze in mid-air. After a moment's hesitation, she silently decided to retract it.

However, as if he hadn't noticed his sister withdrawing her hand, Lu Beiye carefully nestled into Lu Nange's arms.

He muttered, "It hurts."

Lu Nange had read the original novel and knew that Lu Beiye did not suffer from autism; it was just that his intelligence far exceeded that of his peers.

I have no interest in the childish games played by the kids around me.

Knowing the child was intelligent, she was afraid that if she said or did anything slightly wrong, Lu Beiye would notice.

She mimicked the original owner's actions, stroking his soft hair: "It doesn't hurt. I'm dirty, let me take a bath before I hug you, okay?"

Lu Beiye stubbornly shook his head, his gaze fixed on the wound on Lu Nange's hand.

Immediately afterwards, he turned around and ran quickly toward the cabinet in the living room with his short legs.

A little while later, the little boy came back carrying a medicine box.

Aunt Xu said with a worried expression, "I'm sorry, Miss, I was just frightened by your appearance, but how did you get hurt like this?"

Lu Nange replied casually, "I accidentally tripped and fell. Aunt Xu, you should get ready and go home for today."

Aunt Xu instinctively wanted to refute Lu Nange's words.

Looking at Liu Man, who was standing next to Lu Nange in a police uniform, she immediately wondered, "Miss, are you going to fire me?"

Lu Nange looked at her kind and gentle face: "Aunt Xu, your salary will be paid as usual. We'll let you know when you get back!"

Aunt Xu nodded with a smile: "Okay, Miss, dinner is ready. I'll just pack a couple of clothes and leave."

Liu Man listened quietly to Lu Nange and Aunt Xu's conversation from beginning to end, though she didn't understand why the little girl didn't mention her parents' passing.

But he still didn't say a word.

After Aunt Xu's figure disappeared through the door, Liu Man turned around and said, "Nange, take your brother with you to the hospital."

Lu Nange gently shook her head, and as she spoke, she rolled up her sleeve to show the wound on her arm.

He gestured that his injuries weren't serious: "Sister Liu Man, I'm really fine, my parents..."

At this point, she looked down at the little bundle of joy nestled obediently in her arms, looking at the medicine box with a serious expression.

She softened her voice and continued, "My younger brother doesn't like hospitals."

Sister Liu Man, thank you for bringing me back. Look, I only have some minor injuries, and I keep a first-aid kit at home.

"We'll go to the hospital together when my brother gets back; there's no rush."

Liu Man saw that her hands were indeed covered in scratches, but she couldn't just tie her up and take her to the hospital.

Looking at the boy in Lu Nange's arms, she could only nod: "Then leave me my phone number. Call me anytime if you need anything."

We might call you to the police station to give a statement.