Chapter 71: Be Nice to Your Son
"What's wrong?" Xiong Jie noticed Xi Shi's hesitation to speak and asked.
"I just..." Xi Shi looked at Li Zhuang and said timidly, "I'm sorry, it was me who suggested feeding those children before, so..."
"It's okay." Li Zhuang himself is not a soft-hearted person, but he can understand it to some extent. Besides, Xi Shi's reaction is just a normal person, and he can't even be considered a saint.
Others didn't know why Xi Shi was hesitant to talk to Lu Weiyi, but Ning Yuan saw it. He took the initiative to explain for Lu Weiyi, "Brother Xi, Mingxu has a fever. Weiyi is just anxious for the moment. He doesn't mean to target anyone. You don't have to take it to heart."
Xiong Jie also patted Xi Shi on the shoulder, signaling him not to worry about it.
While we were talking about Lu Weiyi, we saw Lu Weiyi come out again. With a wave of his hand, a few more beds appeared in the living room, with a pile of bedding on the beds.
"I was just about to ask you if you have any." Xu Sa unceremoniously pulled Liu Rui to pick things up, and Lu Weiyi returned to the room and continued to make the half-made bed.
Everyone had a clear division of labor. After Li Zhuang and Antonio finished fixing the circuit, they roughly wiped the living area of the villa. It didn't look very clean but it wasn't so dirty that it was unsightly. Ning Yuan looked around and said, "We don't live here long term, so just clean it up."
The others also agreed. After all, trying to clean it up would waste water, and they were not as generous as Lu Weiyi.
Xi Shi boiled the water and Lin Yimu helped pour it into the bathtub. Before Lu Weiyi carried Zhuang Mingxu in, he threw a batch of medicines he had taken out from the pharmacy of Dongshan County Hospital into the living room and said to Gu Qingyue, "I need some anti-inflammatory and fever-reducing medicines."
Even though they had seen Lu Weiyi taking things out and putting things away several times, the group was still amazed to see all the medicines from a pharmacy appear in the living room at once.
"Okay, I'll find it as soon as possible." Gu Qingyue responded to Lu Weiyi and quickly went to find the necessary medicines.
"I want to curry favor with someone," Xu Sa said softly, and gave himself a cheering gesture. He asked Gu Qingyue timidly what medicine he needed, and he could help him find it.
Seeing this, others immediately went to help. Lin Yimu smiled, carried Zhuang Aiyi to another large tub to take a bath, and did not participate in this unique "group activity".
In the room, all the clothes were stripped off, and Lu Weiyi saw that Zhuang Mingxu's knees were swollen like two buns, and there were several bruises on his body. He must have been beaten. Lu Weiyi's suppressed anger was aroused again.
Li Ji!
He chewed over the name for the umpteenth time, thinking to himself that he must let him experience the feeling of having his kneecap smashed.
Just after washing and putting the person on the bed, Gu Qingyue knocked on the door. "Come in," Lu Weiyi said, reaching out to wipe Zhuang Mingxu's hair, "Have you found it?"
"Yeah," Gu Qingyue responded, "Let me take a look at his injuries first."
"Okay." His knee was so swollen that Lu Weiyi didn't put pants on him. He just covered it up a little, exposing his knee. He asked Gu Qingyue, "Was it hit by someone? Does he need surgery to recover?"
Gu Qingyue stretched out his hand and pressed it, "A CT scan is needed to confirm."
"CT machine?" Lu Weiyi asked.
"Yes," Gu Qingyue replied, "I will give him an IV first, and ask about his condition after he wakes up. I will then give you the necessary equipment." Gu Qingyue had no doubt that Lu Weiyi would definitely go and look for him.
"Okay, thank you." Lu Weiyi covered Zhuang Mingxu with the quilt and pulled out his hand to place it on the edge of the bed.
Gu Qingyue prepared the liquid quickly, gave Zhuang Mingxu the injection, told him to watch out for the needle rolling, then stood up and left.
After two muffled "dong dong" sounds, Lin Yimu opened the door, holding Zhuang Aiyi, who was wrapped in a bed sheet, in his arms.
"Master, do you have clothes for children? And milk powder and bottles for children?"
"It seems..." Lu Weiyi checked the space and directly put out a shelf of a maternity and baby store, "Yes."
Lin Yimu knew that he certainly didn't know which one to give the child, so he picked out a set with a panda pattern that looked comfortable and cute, and asked Zhuang Aiyi, "Aiyi, do you know what kind of milk you are drinking?"
Zhuang Aiyi looked around, pointed to a bucket with his little hand, and whispered, "It's that one."
"Aiyi is so smart." Lin Yimu took it out and took out another bottle, asking Lu Weiyi to put the rest away. While dressing Zhuang Aiyi, he asked about Zhuang Mingxu's situation.
"The kneecap may be broken, and we need some instruments to check whether surgery is necessary," Lu Weiyi replied.
Lin Yimu's face looked a little ugly, but he had been mentally prepared all the way here. He just said silently, "It's good to be alive."
Zhuang Aiyi, whose "little daddy" had always been ignored, looked at Lu Weiyi timidly and asked, "Can I stay with the big daddy? I promise not to talk and be good."
Zhuang Mingxu used to often go to the research institute to see Zhuang Aiyi, and occasionally he would bring him home to stay for a while. In addition, Zhuang Aiyi has been following Zhuang Mingxu for more than half a month during the apocalypse, so he must be dependent on Zhuang Mingxu. Especially now that he doesn't know anyone around him and the only young father he knows doesn't like him very much, Zhuang Aiyi feels at ease even if the old father is in a coma.
Lu Weiyi frowned, but before he could answer, Lin Yimu immediately persuaded him, "Let Aiyi stay here. If Mingxu wakes up, he will definitely want to see him."
That’s true. Zhuang Mingxu seemed to care a lot about his son in the past.
Lu Weiyi nodded, and Lin Yimu immediately carried Zhuang Aiyi to the bed and snuggled up to Zhuang Mingxu, "Uncle will make some milk for you. Daddy is sick and needs to rest. Aiyi, be good."
"Yeah, Aiyi, be good." The washed-up Zhuang Aiyi combined the advantages of both of them. She looked particularly cute, and her fair and tender appearance was very endearing, especially in this end times, children can always bring people some hope.
"Young Master, you..." Lin Yimu wanted to say something to Lu Weiyi, but it was inconvenient because Zhuang Aiyi was present. When he was thinking about whether to ask someone to come in and keep an eye on Zhuang Mingxu, Ning Yuan, who learned about the situation from Gu Qingyue, came in with red eyes.
"You take care of Mingxu, I have something to talk to the young master about," said Lin Yimu.
"Yeah" Ning Yuan nodded.
Lu Weiyi checked the IV, then stood up and followed Lin Yimu out of the room.
"Lu Xiaoyi, leave some food for us when we come out." They had also heard about Zhuang Mingxu's situation and thought it would be better not to disturb Lu Weiyi for the time being, so they didn't ask him for food.
During the practice, we made some soup with flour. Everyone planned to eat it with something casually and then go to rest first. Now that Lu Weiyi had come out on his own, there was naturally no reason for him to be let go.
Lu Weiyi was so focused on Zhuang Mingxu that he forgot that these people were waiting for dinner. He stretched out his hand and placed all the supplies that had been placed in the space in the living room, "Sorry, I forgot."
The living room was filled with things. Lu Weiyi even put out a dozen bags of wheat and a whole field of corn that he had brought from the village. Everyone looked at each other in surprise.
Li Zhuang was half lying on the sofa, smoking, looking at the things in the living room, knocking off the ash, and said, "Kids, how about we form a team and search for supplies together?"
The other people also looked at Lu Weiyi. In fact, in everyone's eyes they were already considered a team, but now it was made clear that they would definitely use Lu Weiyi's space to load supplies. After all, with a space ability user on hand, it would definitely be much more convenient to collect supplies.
Why search for supplies? Now that I have found Zhuang Mingxu, can't I just sit back and do nothing?
As soon as Li Zhuang saw his puzzled expression, he knew what he was thinking. He stretched out his hand to stop him from speaking and looked at Lin Yimu and Ning Yuan, "Why don't you two ask that Mr. Zhuang? We are all capable, and we also have people with special abilities. More importantly, our character is good. Even if we go to Qingyuan, we will definitely go out to look for supplies. At least no one will stab us in the back if we are with us."
Lin Yimu nodded and said, "I'll ask Mingxu for his opinion when he wakes up."
"Young Master, I made some mixed soup. Do you want anything else to eat?" Although Ning Yuan said this, Xi Shi still felt a little uneasy and took the initiative to talk to Lu Weiyi.
"Brother Xi, just call me Lu Weiyi." Lin Yimu called him Young Master because he was used to it. In fact, not many people really regarded him as Young Master. Li Zhuang was just teasing, and Xi Shi was not a servant in the family, so it would be awkward for everyone to call him that. "I don't have any particulars. Um... help me make something nutritious and easy to digest for Zhuang Mingxu. Just tell me if you need anything."
After Lu Weiyi finished speaking, he was about to go and see what Lin Yimu wanted to tell him. When he turned around, he saw Lin Yimu making milk powder. He remembered that there was Zhuang Aiyi, so he turned to look at Xi Shi again, "There is also food for Zhuang Aiyi." Well, he didn’t know what Zhuang Aiyi ate.
Seeing that he really didn't seem to care about what happened at the gate, Xi Shi felt relieved and said, "Okay, then I'll make some porridge and keep it warm so Ai Yi can drink it."
"Okay, thank you," Lu Weiyi said, and quickly walked towards Lin Yimu.
Lin Yimu was reading the instructions for milk powder. He was not very clear about the ratio of milk powder to water, nor did he know how much milk Zhuang Aiyi could drink at his age. He could only grope his way through it, "Young Master."
"Brother Da Mu, what do you want to tell me?"
"Master, Ai Yi will definitely follow us in the future, right?"
Lu Weiyi nodded. Something must have happened in the research institute, so Zhuang Mingxu kept it with him. At least it occupied his bloodline, so he couldn't just throw it away.
"Then young master, you should be nicer to him. After all, he is your and Mingxu's child. He is only three years old. I don't know how much he has suffered with Mingxu. Besides, the world is like this now, and it may not be the same as before, with many people taking care of him. If you don't care about him, how can others value him? They may bully him when we are not paying attention. The child is afraid of you and will definitely not dare to say anything. Isn't he being wronged?" Lu Weiyi has a cold personality, and with Zhuang Mingxu taking care of him in everything, his ideas are sometimes different from those of ordinary people, but he still understands the truth, especially since he has personally experienced the double-dealing of people around him, so he is more receptive to such words.
Sure enough, Lu Weiyi raised his eyebrows, as if he thought of something, a disgusted expression flashed across his face, "I understand, I will pay attention."
"Well, give it to Aiyi. I don't know how much he should drink at his age. If it's not enough, you can make some more." Seeing that he listened to him, Lin Yimu said no more. He gave him the bottle and went to help move things.
Lu Weiyi took it and when he returned to the room, he saw Ning Yuan hurriedly wiping his face.
"Wei Yi is back, so I'll go out and help." Ning Yuan said with red eyes, then stood up and hurried out.
"His legs will get better, don't blame yourself." Lu Weiyi handed the bottle to Zhuang Aiyi and said, "Tell me if it's not enough."
Ning Yuan paused in opening the door and said "hmm", but in his heart he just thought that Lu Weiyi was comforting him.
Lu Weiyi didn’t know whether he believed it or not, but it didn’t matter anyway. All he needed to do was know what he wanted to do.
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