"Ouch~"

Yu Qingluo felt a pain on the back of his hand and felt dizzy. There was a scream from the opposite side and the things in the woman's hands fell to the ground. Without even being able to see who she was, Yu Qingluo instinctively bent down to help her pick them up.

"sorry."

"Are you OK?"

Shaking his head and taking a closer look at the woman opposite him, Yu Qingluo couldn't help but be stunned.

Isn't this a blessing to mom?

Looking at the lunch box, instant bird's nest, and exquisite small boxes of fruits and desserts in her hands, and thinking about the news in recent days, Yu Qingluo knew that she must have come to see Zhu Nianqing.

It turns out that she lived on the eighth floor, just one floor below where she lived before. What a coincidence.

Yu Qingluo really had no good impression of Zhu Nianqing, so he unconsciously became wary of her and his expression became a little stiff.

At this time, Zhu's mother hurriedly took the things from her hand, looked apologetic, and struggled to rummage through the bag to find tissues, wet wipes and disposable alcohol pads:

"You are hurt?"

"Oh, I really didn't mean to do that. I wonder if there are any band-aids at the service desk? It's all my fault for walking in such a hurry that I didn't look where I was going."

"Does it hurt?"

Suddenly she came back to her senses and saw a bloodstain on the back of her hand. Then she saw the gentle woman holding her hand and wiping it carefully. Yu Qingluo's hardened heart softened again.

"It's okay, Auntie, you're not hurt, are you?"

Zhu Nianqing is Zhu Nianqing, and Madam Zhu is Madam Zhu. She shouldn't be prejudiced against her.

"It's okay, it's okay. I'm not hurt and nothing is broken."

Waving her hand, Mother Zhu only felt that Yu Qingluo looked familiar, but for a moment she couldn't remember who she was, nor did she remember that they had met before, but she didn't have a bad impression of her.

Zhu's mother was not a fussy person. She was kind and gentle. When she saw the young and beautiful Yu Qingluo, she felt only beauty. She held her hand, and her brows were full of tolerance and love as an elder:

"You are so delicate, how about I ask the nurse to help you?"

Zhu Nianqing walked out and saw this scene when he looked out. His heart suddenly skipped a beat.

How come the two of them are together?

Because there was some distance between them and the elevator door was the most crowded and noisy place in the corridor, she couldn't hear what the two were saying. She just felt inexplicably panicked when she saw their intimate posture.

Yu Qingluo is actually the real daughter of the Zhu family. Is this the attraction of blood? Even if they are not familiar with each other and meet by chance, they can be so close. If the truth is exposed one day, will there still be a place for her?

Zhu Nianqing didn't dare to think about it.

Seeing that the two had separated, Yu Qingluo walked to the other side of the aisle, turned around, covered his pounding chest, and Zhu Nianqing quickly returned to the ward.

……

When Yu Qingluo found the corner ward, she heard a mess inside and Yu Jingyang's screams like a pig being slaughtered. She rushed in with a few big strides and saw the whole family gathered around the bed, and there were also many doctors in white coats inside.

On the bed, Yu Yangyang was lying half on his back. After not seeing him for a long time, he really seemed like a different person.

Although he didn't have a scruffy beard, he looked as thin as if he was ten years older. His hair was obviously white, and he looked older and more haggard than his father. He was completely different from the image of the high-spirited young man in my memory.

At this moment, the doctor was lifting one of his legs. He was holding onto the iron railing of the bed, screaming in pain:

"Doctor, doctor~"

"Doctor, please be gentle. How is my son's leg? Is it serious? What happened to him?"

Putting down his legs, he flipped through the records and looked at the film before the attending doctor spoke:

"The situation is not very good. The nerves in his legs are damaged and pus has formed inside. Some nerves have obviously lost sensation. He missed the best time for treatment. Now the mopping is too serious. We can only take conservative measures to save his legs first."

"Doctor, what do you mean? My son is still young, you have to find a way to save him, doctor..."

Grabbing the doctor's sleeve, Yu's mother burst into tears and almost collapsed to the ground. On the bed, Yu Jingyang also collapsed and wailed:

"Doctor, please save me. I don't want to become disabled. You must have a way, right? Doctor, please!"

There was another round of noise in the room, and after a moment the doctor said:

"Calm down, we will do our best. Fortunately, he still has some feeling in his legs. If the nerves were completely rotten, his legs would atrophy and become useless even without amputation. He was so seriously injured, why didn't you treat him abroad before coming back? You let him walk after all these days?"

"It's already past the golden 24-hour rescue period, and the nerves on one side have already died. If you had come any later, he wouldn't have been able to save his leg."

"The most important thing for you to do now is to stay calm and cooperate with the treatment. If you recover, your walking will be affected at most, and you may have a limp, but it won't affect your normal life too much. Fortunately, it's on your left foot, so it won't even affect your driving."

"Thank goodness, you guys should be more positive."

After explaining some matters and arrangements regarding drug treatment, the doctors and their team left in a mighty manner, leaving the room with a depressing silence.

After a while, the family members began to comfort Yu Jingyang one by one.

"Jingyang, it's good that you're back. Being alive is more important than anything else."

"That's right, Dad and grandma are worried sick about you, my poor grandson."

"Why am I so unlucky? It's all because of that damn bitch who schemed against me."

"We won't go out anymore. Dad even ordered a Ferrari for you to calm your nerves. It's all over now."

"Thank you dad~"

Only then did I know that Yu Jingyang had been released three days ago. It was just because of some formalities and miscellaneous things. He had just been released when he encountered a parade, and then a gun went off accidentally, and his leg was directly pierced through.

Vaguely feeling that this matter was a bit too coincidental, but looking at the family in front of him who suddenly became so loving and filial, Yu Qingluo felt it was extremely ironic. He exchanged glances with Yu Kehuan, and neither of them said a word.

Looking away, Yu Qingluo saw that her mother had retreated to the periphery at some point. Her sharp nails had left countless scratches on the inside of the bag, which was in stark contrast to the calm expression on her face.

Suddenly, she had a bad feeling in her heart.

When Jing Yang got into trouble this time, his father and grandmother were the least concerned. They were the first to give up and even hindered him throughout the whole process. Now that he is back, they are rushing to curry favor and act like kind fathers and grandmothers. Who wouldn't have some thoughts?

But what can a mother do?

She is a woman who stays at home every day, has no job, no family to rely on, and has been out of touch with society for many years. She didn't have the courage to divorce and stick to her own opinion when she needed money the most. Now that her son is back, for the sake of the Yu family's property and Yu Jingyang's future, she is afraid she will have to swallow her anger!

I really don’t know what marriage gives to women and what women gain from working so hard all their lives?

Feeling sorry for his misfortune and angry at his lack of resistance, Yu Qingluo felt suffocated and could only turn a blind eye to it so as not to be annoyed. She didn't even say the last word.

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