The nurse saw him walking out with a dark expression, but she didn't dare to stop him.

He quickly called for the doctor and ran to the ward himself.

Lu Yi had just gotten into the car when the nurse hurriedly chased after him.

Fan Huijun asked, puzzled, "Yi'er, what happened?"

Lu Yi's gaze swept lightly over the nurse, and he shook his head. "It's nothing, drive!"

Liang Shiyue smelled a bloody odor in the car, but didn't want to ask Lu Yi to check.

A quick glance followed, her gaze landing on his trouser leg, and she murmured, "Why are you bleeding so much..."

Fan Huijun rolled down the car window with a look of doubt, and the nurse immediately threw in disinfectant and cotton swabs.

He said breathlessly, "Young Master Yi is injured. Use this to treat it first. It's best to go to a clinic to check for any remaining debris, and then clean the wound carefully..."

Fan Huijun immediately turned off the engine.

He turned his head and asked, "How did you get hurt?"

Lu Yi's expression remained calm as he tried to find an excuse to cover it up.

The nurse said nervously, "It's a toothpick. Mrs. Lu used a toothpick to poke it."

“Young Master Yi, you certainly don’t want to have it treated at this hospital, so the doctor asked me to bring it to you.”

Liang Shiyue squatted in the middle of the seat and lifted up his trouser leg.

Seeing the dense needle marks on his ankles and calves, her heart sank, and she looked up with tearful eyes at Fan Huijun for a moment.

Fan Huijun's expression was grave. She waved to the nurses and said they would handle it.

The nurse muttered to herself and returned to the hospital lobby, still feeling uneasy.

No wonder Lu Yi was forced to leave Lu Yi. So many netizens believe that with a mother like that, no one could stay!

"You came to see her out of kindness, and this is how she treated you?"

Fan Huijun couldn't stop her tears and angrily cursed at the hospital.

After venting my anger, I felt much better.

“Our cheapskate father is even more kind-hearted. He even wants me to persuade you to bring her out and arrange for three reliable medical staff to take care of her 24 hours a day.”

"What's there to take care of? I've already shown great restraint by not rushing in and beating her up!"

"Yi'er, this time I'll make the decision for you. We won't take her in. I'll handle things with the old man!"

If she hadn't seen it with her own eyes, she wouldn't have known that someone could hurt someone with a toothpick.

As Liang Shiyue pulled out the small bamboo sticks, she blew on the wound to apply medicine.

A thick skewer was stuck in her skin, posing a problem for her. She tried to pull it out by pinching it with her fingernails, but couldn't. She couldn't hold on any longer.

She looked up and wiped away her tears. "Sister Junjun, what should we do about this?"

Fan Huijun got out of the car and went around to the right rear door.

"I'll take care of the rest."

She had treated even the most horrific wounds, so her courage and skill were naturally superior to Liang Shiyue's.

She was angry and acted roughly. When she pulled out the toothpick, she actually pressed down on the surrounding skin and pushed it deeper before pulling it out!

Lu Yi, who had been enduring the pain, opened his mouth and breathed out.

"Hmph, so you still feel pain? I thought you'd developed an iron body behind my back and wouldn't feel this little tickle injury!"

It was clearly said in anger, but it sounded heartwarming.

Unlike some people who talk a good game about spring flowers, but when it comes to actually doing something, they'd love to tear you apart!

"Just bear with it, a splash of disinfectant will do the trick."

When Fan Huijun heard that he didn't say anything, she softened her movements.

Liang Shiyue looked on from the front seat, "Sister, you should still..."

Before he could even say, "Let's apply the medicine with cotton swabs," Fan Huijun unscrewed the medicine bottle and poured it onto his legs like water.

Upon smelling the alcohol, Fan Huijun wanted to take it back, but it was too late.

Lu Yi opened his mouth, and the stinging pain made him bend over and curl up like a shrimp.

"Use this... it works well..."

Fan Huijun felt so angry that she was dizzy. It wasn't until Lu Yi's pale face turned to her that she sighed dejectedly.

But in Liang Shiyue's eyes, Lu Yi's expression at this moment was as fragile as glass that could be blown away by a gust of wind.

Disregarding manners, she dragged Fan Huijun out of the car.

He bent down and blew on Lu Yi's legs and feet, "It'll be fine in a little while, just bear with it."

When she was abroad, her mother forced her to learn to cook.

I accidentally cut my finger with a knife, and blood gushed out.

Without thinking twice, the mother opened the rubbing alcohol and pressed her finger in.

Liang Shiyue clearly remembers what that heart-wrenching pain felt like.

As she played the flute, she couldn't help but sob and cry.

"Okay, it doesn't hurt that much anymore!"

Lu Yi knew she was sensitive, especially since she had come home this time; she must have been reminded of the past.

She stubbornly refused to cry back then, but now that her emotions have found an outlet, she can't stop.

Lu Yi pulled her back to her seat after lowering her trouser leg and fastened her seatbelt.

"Sister, take me to the entrance of the detention center. You should take Xiaoyue home first. Mr. Gong has to go back to Fengcheng tonight no matter what."

Her mother's shadow can probably be found in every nook and cranny of Jiangzhou.

It's not a good thing to let her stay immersed in this emotion.

Fan Huijun shrugged, "I'm sorry, Xiaoyue, it's not that I don't care about him, I just had a momentary lapse of judgment..."

Liang Shiyue turned her face away and hurriedly wiped her face with a tissue.

"It's okay, Sister Junjun. It's not because of you. It's because I had a lot on my mind and I couldn't control myself."

Fan Huijun was worried about Lu Yi going to see Lu Zhengming alone.

But seeing Liang Shiyue, she had no choice but to agree and stepped on the gas to head over there.

"Here's the form. Give it to them and they'll let you in. Time may be limited, so ask the most important questions."

After Lu Yi got out of the car, Fan Huijun called him back.

"If I'm late, you wait for me here. Don't wander off, understand?"

This is the younger brother she adopted herself, and she is willing to take care of him.

She watched Lu Yi go in safely before leaving.

In the car, Liang Shiyue was lost in thought.

Fan Huijun parked the car and personally escorted her to the lounge, subtly telling Gong Che that Xiaoyue was in a bad mood and asking him to take extra care of her.

Gong Che rolled his eyes at her and said coldly, "I don't have any snacks."

The two women stood frozen at the doorway, like statues.

If Li Jin hadn't come, the two of them would have stood there for ages.

No snacks?

Fan Huijun muttered to herself, then laughed in exasperation.

What is this man thinking? Is he even speaking human language?

Which word did she use to mention "dessert"?

...

Lu Zhengming had gained a lot of weight, and his eyes looked unfocused.

His demeanor was completely different from that of President Lu at Qin Fengying's birthday banquet.

Seeing Lu Yi standing outside the glass window, a hint of joy flashed across his face, but it was quickly overwhelmed by a surge of doubt.

He picked up the microphone, his voice trembling: "What are you doing here?"

A father who was imprisoned was in disbelief when he saw his son for the first time!

Lu Yi narrowed his eyes, "Come on, kick me when I'm down!"

Lu Zhengming's chest heaved more violently, and he choked and coughed because he couldn't catch his breath.

"You unfilial son, you unfilial son! I should never have agreed to let you return to the Lu family in the first place, otherwise the Lu family would not have had so much trouble!"

Lu Yi spread his hands indifferently.

"It doesn't matter... When Lu Han introduced you to He Mingbo, did you even know what he did?"