Ye Lan cried for a while, but no one paid attention to her. Feeling listless, she made up an excuse and left. No one tried to stop her.
The person who saved Old Master Lu was Ye Qingqing's maternal grandfather, and had absolutely no relation to Ye Lan. He had only been somewhat polite to Ye Lan in the past because of Ye Qingqing's sake.
Moreover, apart from Lu Qingquan, no one in the Lu family really liked Ye Lan. She walked with a wobbly gait and spoke in a voice as soft as a mosquito's buzz; it was exhausting to watch.
"I'm going to see Lu Mo..." Ye Qingqing couldn't stay still any longer; she just wanted to see Lu Mo.
"Go ahead, go ahead..." Old Master Lu waved his hand with a smile.
Ye Qingqing ran off in a flash, and Lin Shufang asked her from behind, "Qingqing, do you want some ice cream? I'll bring it to you."
"I want a three-color cup, thank you Aunt Fang!" Ye Qingqing shouted back, already at the door of Lu Mo's room.
Because of Ye Qingqing's arrival, the originally heavy atmosphere in the Lu family suddenly became relaxed. Everyone was infected by Ye Qingqing's confidence and felt that Lu Mo really might be able to stand up again.
“Dad, Qingqing is right. We can’t give up. If Western medicine doesn’t work, we’ll try traditional Chinese medicine. We have to find a way to get Lu Mo better.” Lu Jianfeng stated his position.
Lu Jianfeng's wife, Hao Aihua, is a very intellectual woman who speaks slowly and deliberately, which is very pleasant to listen to.
"I recently wrote an article about traditional Chinese medicine and interviewed an old TCM doctor. I heard he has a lot of research on sprains and bruises. Maybe I should contact this old TCM doctor!"
"Well... thank you for your thoughtfulness!" Old Master Lu was very pleased.
“Lu Mo is my own nephew, and of course Ai Hua and I want him to get better,” Lu Jianfeng said.
Lu Jiangang also expressed his opinion, "I will also ask someone to find a famous traditional Chinese medicine doctor."
Grandpa Lu glanced at Yue Hongxia, who had a sullen expression, snorted softly, and said nothing.
Ye Qingqing knocked on the door and asked loudly, "May I come in?"
Niu Tiedan also shouted, "The door isn't locked, you can just push it open and get in!"
He felt a chill on his neck, but then noticed Lu Mo's unfriendly gaze. He shrank back and whispered, "We're not taking off our clothes either, so there's no need to lock the door."
Lu Mo felt a tightness in his chest, a sense of helplessness from not being able to communicate properly.
Ye Qingqing pushed the door open and came in, smiling brightly at Lu Mo. Without waiting for the host to greet her, she pulled up a stool and sat down opposite Lu Mo. She said to Niu Tiedan, "I'm having a private conversation with your battalion commander. Tiedan, could you please leave for a moment?"
Niu Tiedan was stunned for a moment, but quickly realized what he meant and nodded hurriedly, "Okay, I'll go outside for some fresh air."
He figured Ye Qingqing was about to kiss his battalion commander, and it wouldn't be appropriate for him to be there.
"Niu Tiedan, who said you could leave!" Lu Mo coldly shouted, stopping Niu Tiedan who had reached the door.
Ye Qingqing waved to Niu Tiedan, who was hesitant to leave, and said with a smile, "Go ahead, go ahead, I've left your battalion commander to you, don't worry about him!"
"Sigh... I'm leaving."
Niu Tiedan was completely at ease. Ye Qingqing was just a girl; what could she possibly do to the battalion commander? Even if they kissed, it would be his battalion commander who would be the one to benefit!
Lu Mo watched helplessly as Niu Tiedan slipped away, feeling both angry and frustrated.
"Don't be angry, I'm not going to eat you." Ye Qingqing looked at him with a smile, unable to get enough of looking at him. How come she never noticed before that Lu Mo was so handsome?
She's hundreds of times prettier than Lu Qingquan, with her narrow eyebrows, flat nose, and triangular eyes. She must have been really blind before!
Lu Mo felt uneasy under her gaze. He really couldn't understand what Ye Qingqing was trying to do. She used to ignore him, but now she was suddenly so enthusiastic, making him feel uneasy.
"I don't need sympathy or pity," Lu Mo said coldly.
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