Madame is busy abusing scum

Ling Zhaoting patted Lu Youyou on the back lightly: "Lu Youyou, I know you are anxious now, and I hope the murderer will be punished as soon as possible, but we must find the exact right, these alone are not enough, wait wait."
"Wait? Ling Zhaoting, how long do we have to wait?"
"Don't worry, I'm more anxious than you. We originally planned the wedding a few days later. Now that your father is locked up, you must not be in the mood to get married. I will definitely find a way to prove your father's innocence."
Hearing his firm tone, Lu Youyou breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Well, I believe you, but if you have any news, you must tell me as soon as possible."
"Understood, it's still early, you can sleep a little longer."
Lu Youyou got into the bed obediently and closed her eyes, but she couldn't fall asleep after tossing and turning. She finally fell asleep, and dreamed that her father was being locked up by the detective, which made her break out in a cold sweat.
In this way, half asleep and half awake, until dawn, Lu Youyou got up with two big dark circles under her eyes.
Ling Zhaoting left without knowing when, and the room was empty.
Lu Youyou sighed, maybe he was looking for evidence.
She went downstairs and saw that An An was not there, she was a little puzzled: "Where is An An?"
"The young master hasn't woken up yet."
Lu Youyou glanced at the alarm clock, it's almost 10 o'clock, why haven't you woken up yet?
She came to the door of An An's room and knocked on the door several times, but there was no sound from inside.
She had a bad premonition, and asked the servant to take the spare key. After opening the door, she saw An An lying on the bed, her face flushed.
Lu Youyou probed his forehead only to find that he seemed to have a fever.
"An An, An An!"
Lu Youyou called him a few times, but An An didn't move at all.
She immediately panicked and said, "Call the family doctor!"
The servants did not dare to delay, and soon invited the family doctor.
Lu Youyou said anxiously: "Doctor, is there anything serious about my son?"
"Don't worry, young mistress, it's just a common cold. I'll prescribe a few medicines and you'll be fine after taking it."
"Cold? How can you catch a cold at this time?"
"Maybe the young master caught a cold. It's hot now, and everyone likes to turn on the air conditioner. People are prone to get sick when the heat and cold alternate."
Lu Youyou glanced at An An on the hospital bed: "His face is really hot, doctor, please prescribe medicine quickly."
The doctor nodded, and after prescribing the medicine, he gave a few more instructions and left.
Seeing An An's frowning, Lu Youyou's heart clenched tightly as she looked pained.
You were fine yesterday, why did you catch a cold?
She called yesterday's servant and said, "What's going on? Why did the young master sleep alone yesterday?"
"At first, someone was always by his side, but the young master said yesterday that he will grow up and learn to be independent, so he plans to sleep alone."
"You just let him?"
"Young Mistress, we said we would stay, but the Young Master insisted on letting us leave, and there is nothing we can do about it."
Sleep alone?
Lu Youyou looked at the villain on the hospital bed with some distress.
He is only 5 years old, his parents are still alive, so he is not independent!
It's because Ling Zhaoting was too fierce to him, probably frightened him.
She hugged An An distressedly, fed him some medicine when he was in a daze, and then put him on the bed again, patted him gently: "An An, if you feel uncomfortable, tell me how am I?"
An An hugged Lu Youyou: "Mum, I feel so bad!"
"Where is the pain?"
"My head hurts so much, it's so hot!"
As she spoke, An An's tears fell.
Lu Youyou's heart twitched, and she shed tears.
"An'an, don't be sad, mom is with you! The doctor prescribed medicine for you, and the headache will stop after a while."
An An let out a "hmm", hugged Lu Youyou and cried for a while before falling asleep in a daze.
Seeing him like this, Lu Youyou never let go of her frown.
Such a small person, due to Ling Zhaoting's neglect, must often be accompanied by loneliness.
Now I don’t know why, but on a whim, I want to be independent and sleep alone. I guess I caught a cold by kicking the quilt in the middle of the night.
Lu Youyou suddenly felt that he was still too young to let him sleep alone.
The whole day, Lu Youyou was worried, and finally at night, when An An's fever subsided, Lu Youyou was relieved.
An An's spirit seemed to be better, she reluctantly got up, ate something, and fell asleep again.
After a while, Ling Zhaoting came back, and under the servant's report, Ling Zhaoting went straight to An An's room.
"Why do you have a fever?"
Lu Youyou glanced at An An's already asleep state, and said, "Keep down, he just fell asleep."
Lu Youyou helped An An cover the quilt, and dragged Ling Zhaoting out the door.
"He didn't know why yesterday, but he suddenly wanted to sleep alone. He must have caught a cold when he kicked the quilt in the middle of the night. It was very late in the morning and he hadn't woken up yet. I saw that he had a fever!"
"Have you seen a doctor?"
"I've seen it, and I've also taken medicine. I'm much better now, but I still look a bit unwell. I need to sleep more."
Ling Zhaoting frowned: "If you can't, go to the hospital."
"The doctor said it's nothing serious. I've taken the medicine. But Ling Zhaoting, I thought about it. An An is still too young. I don't think it's better to let him sleep alone. I decided to start from tonight. I want to accompany him. he."
"Aren't there servants?"
"He won't let the servants accompany him."
Ling Zhaoting sighed: "I'm not used to not letting the servants accompany me. Just wait."
"Ling Zhaoting, anyway, I'm at home now, so I'll be with him."
He wanted to say something more, but Lu Youyou interrupted him: "I'm really worried about such a small child sleeping alone, let him learn to be independent when he is older. Alright, Ling Zhaoting, that's the decision .”
After Lu Youyou finished speaking, she pushed Ling Zhaoting to the top of the stairs: "Okay, go and ask the servant to make some porridge and side dishes and bring it over, and also, let everyone keep their voices down, I fell asleep after a long time, don't worry about it Woke him up."
After Lu Youyou finished speaking, she turned and left.
Ling Zhaoting's frown did not loosen.
How did that happen?She didn't let the servants accompany her, and insisted on sleeping alone. Now that she has a cold and fever, she snatched Lu Youyou away.
He sighed, and followed Lu Youyou's orders.
Maybe it was because she lay down in a daze for a day, and her physical strength recovered a lot. At night, An An lost her sleepiness early: "Mummy, why are you here?"
He was a little surprised.
"You had a fever for a day, but I was terrified. Fortunately, the doctor prescribed medicine, and you are fine after taking it."
"I have a fever?" An An put her hand on her forehead, "It's not too hot!"
"That's because you're already healed. Tell me, why did you kick out all the servants yesterday?"
"I'm not used to it, I want to sleep alone."
Lu Youyou sighed: "You are only 5 years old now, how can you sleep alone? When I came in this morning, I saw that you had no quilt at all, and the air conditioner was on. You must have caught a cold before you have a fever. From today Get up, I'll sleep with you."
"Really?" An An's eyes suddenly lit up, "Mummy, do you really agree to sleep with me? Where's Dad? What did he say?"
"You don't care what he says, anyway, from today onwards, I have to watch you fall asleep."
An An hugged Lu Youyou's neck tightly.
I didn't expect him to be a blessing in disguise. My mother must have been worried about him, so she came to sleep with him. It was a pain for my father.
However, he seems to be reprimanded by his father again.
Thinking of this, An An pursed her mouth: "Mum, do you think... Dad is so fierce!"
Lu Youyou looked outside the door: "Sometimes it's a little bit, but he has always had such a personality, and he doesn't have a good face towards the people in their company."
"But, I'm still a child, Mommy. When Dad comes over in a while, you must stop him, let him treat me better, and stop attacking me."
"Don't worry, I have driven him away to get you food now."
"Cooking?" An An's voice was raised a few degrees, "Mum, I'm still a sick person, how can I ask my father to cook for me? I'll starve to death long ago!"
Lu Youyou patted him on the back: "It wasn't him who did it, I asked him to urge his servants to do it, or the food made by the previous servants, don't you like it very much?"
An An breathed a sigh of relief: "So that's the case, Mommy, you scared me to death. If Dad really wants to cook for a sick person like me, then I guess I will die of illness."
Seeing his disgusted look, Lu Youyou smiled: "Actually, your father's cooking is not that bad, but there are some minor problems, just fix it."
An An shook her head: "I don't want to eat it if I change it. I'm still growing, so I don't want those messy dark dishes."
"Your father said that he wants to open a restaurant. It should be much better when he learns from the chef of the restaurant."
"Does Dad really want to learn to cook? Why can't he think about it so much?"
"Don't worry, your father is so successful in business, and his learning ability will definitely not be bad. When he learns, let him show us his skills."
An An had a weird expression on her face, as if she was very reluctant.
Lu Youyou said again: "I promise, it must be delicious."
"Is it true? Are you sure, Mommy?"
Lu Youyou nodded: "I promise!"
As soon as the words fell, Ling Zhaoting pushed the door open and walked in.
"Guaranteed what?"
"It's nothing. An'an said she was hungry and was waiting for dinner."
Ling Zhaoting glanced at An An, and handed over the rice in his hand: "Eat quickly, I made it myself."
"Oh my God, Mommy, Dad abused the patient!"
Lu Youyou glanced at the food on the plate, it seemed to be pretty good.
But remembering the past few times...
"Ling Zhaoting, didn't I ask you to order the servant to do it?"
Ling Zhaoting smiled: "This is what the servants did."
"I don't believe it, Dad must have tricked me into eating his dark dishes! Dad, I'm a patient now, it's too heartless for you to do this!"
"It's true, if you don't believe me, try it."
"I don't want to eat it! Mommy, let Dad take it away!"
"Ling Zhaoting..."
Lu Youyou's voice fell, and Ling Zhaoting took a sip by himself, with an expression of appreciation: "It's delicious."
Lu Youyou also took a bite suspiciously, and sure enough, it tasted good.
"Is it really a servant?"
"Of course, I dare not follow your orders."
Lu Youyou smiled: "An'an, the taste is really good, come on, eat some."
"I don't want it, I don't want it! Dad must have lied to me!"
Thinking of the taste of those dishes, An An looked horrified.
He is still sick, and it is disgusting to feed him these things!
"An An, you are afraid that your father will lie to you, so you don't believe me?" Lu Youyou picked up a mouthful of food and handed it to An An's mouth, "Come on, try it."
An An hesitated for a moment, and said, "Really? Mommy, then I believe you."
An An took a sip of doubt, her expression turned from doubt to joy.
Sure enough, the taste is not bad, it seems that Mommy didn't lie to him.
"How about it, is it delicious?"