In the room of VIP101, the young and beautiful therapist Xiaomai was reporting Madam Lu's condition to Mr. Lu while cautiously stealing glances at the man standing in front of the window.

All registered therapists at Boya have returned from studying abroad.

Several of them were hired by wealthy families in the capital to become their exclusive personal therapists, with a bright future in their hands and money in their hands.

I used to envy their good luck, but today, good luck has come to her.

As long as Mr. Lu Jiu said a word, she could become Madam Lu's exclusive therapist, right? Then, she could see him every day.

With her back straight and her voice sweet, Xiaomai said gently, "The old lady's mental state is much better than when she was first admitted to the hospital, and she has been clear-headed for a much longer time."

As soon as he finished speaking, the nurse pushed a wheelchair into the room.

"Xiuyi..."

As soon as Mr. Lu opened his mouth, the old woman in the wheelchair smiled, "Why are you here? It's the middle of the day, you should take a nap."

With these words, Mr. Lu was stunned for a moment.

For a moment, he couldn't tell whether his wife really recognized him and was talking to him, or whether her good upbringing was ingrained in her to prompt her to greet him.

By the window, Lu Changchuan turned around and strode forward to the wheelchair.

The young man who came with his back to the light was tall, and when he squatted down, his face gradually became clear.

Only then did Mrs. Lu recognize that this was her most beloved grandson.

"Chuanchuan is here too..."

Madam Lu looked around, with some distress between her eyebrows, "You seem to have lost some weight. Have you been busy recently?"

Lu Changchuan suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.

Looking at Mr. Lu again, both of them had joy in their eyes.

"Grandma, I'm not thin. I'll eat more when I have dinner with you later."

"Good, good...eat more!"

Madam Lu nodded repeatedly.

On the side, Mr. Lu's eyes gradually became relieved.

Ever since the accident with our youngest son, my wife's mental state has been getting worse day by day.

In recent years, whenever no one was watching her, she would run to her youngest son's room.

Sit there all day.

If she hadn't discovered it early, she would have cried her eyes out.

Seeing that her mental state had improved a lot after recuperating in Boya for several months, Mr. Lu's mood also became happier.

"Xiuyi, let's go home and live, okay?"

Her son's little face flashed in her mind, and Mrs. Lu's expression changed slightly, "Not going home!"

"I don't want to go home with you!"

She reached out to push the wheelchair out, and when the candy in her hand fell to the ground, Mrs. Lu suddenly became anxious, "My candy, that's mine... pick it up for me!"

"Where's the sugar?"

Mr. Lu glared at the therapist and the nurse, his expression changed drastically.

Wheat looked flustered.

Mrs. Lu has diabetes, and everyone in the nursing home knows it.

Three meals a day are carefully prepared by nutritionists.

On weekdays, she even has to control the amount of fruit she eats, so who would dare to give her candy?

"Master, no, it's definitely not us, I..."

When I turned around again, I saw Lu Changchuan had picked up the candy on the ground and put it in Madam Lu's hand.

Before Mr. Lu could utter the word "nonsense", he saw his wife, who had been so anxious that her face turned red, suddenly calmed down.

It was as if it was her long-lost beloved baby.

He waved to the angry Mr. Lu and waited for him to come over and sit down.

Madam Lu placed the candy in Mr. Lu's palm with great care, "Old man, this is the candy that Ah Sheng gave me. He said that eating the candy will make you feel less bitter. Eat it..."

Looking at the candy in his hand which had become a little sticky from being held for too long, Mr. Lu was stunned.

For four years, no one dared to mention the name Lu Yansheng in the Lu family.

No one in the Lu family dared to say the name "Asheng" in front of Old Madam Lu.

Even if she just heard two homophonic words, her eyes would turn red and she would lock herself in her room and cry for hours.

Day after day, my body just broke down.

This was the first time she took the initiative to mention her youngest son after four years.

"Okay, let's eat together..."

He broke off a small piece the size of a grain of rice and put it in his wife's mouth, and Mr. Lu ate the remaining large piece.

The sweet and fragrant milky aroma filled his mouth. Mr. Lu looked up at Lu Changchuan and said, "Go check..."

(End of this chapter)