After being kicked out of the rich family, she had morning sickness, and the chaebol heir went crazy

Lu Huaijin waved his hand, his eyes full of determination and unquestionable determination: "No need, today is your birthday."

"How can I celebrate my birthday in peace? Little Mumu's matter is more important. Let's go!"

Qin Yan was extremely anxious and didn't even have time to think about it. She told the servant to get the bag and prepare to go together.

In a hurry, she seemed to have thought of something and turned to look at Zhu Feiwan: "Sister Yunran, I heard that you are known as a 'miracle doctor'. Can you come with us to take a look? And brother-in-law, you have a high status in the hospital, and your medical skills will definitely come in handy."

Upon seeing this, Su Yan immediately held down Zhu Feiwan's body and answered on her behalf, "Yun Ran can't go, I'll go in her place."

Zhu Lian had hurt Wan Wan before, so he would never let Wan Wan treat her son.

"I'm fine, let's go together. There's strength in numbers, and it's always good."

Zhu Feiwan insisted on standing up. Although she had some grudges against Zhu Lian and complicated feelings towards Lu Sen, her professional ethics as a doctor told her that saving lives and healing the wounded was her duty and personal emotions should not override life.

Moreover, as an innocent child, Lu Sen should not be implicated by his mother's behavior.

Seeing this, Old Madam Qin sighed distressedly: "Children, you should go quickly. Alas, why is this child so unfortunate? How could something bad happen to him when he was fine?"

Her words were full of care and concern, urging everyone to leave quickly.

Lu Huaijin hesitated slightly and pulled Zhu Feiwan who was about to follow him: "You don't have to go."

"Don't talk too much. I'm not doing this for you or her. I'm just doing what I should do. If I can really help, the medical expenses must not be reduced!"

Zhu Feiwan said it directly, with a firm attitude that could not be refuted.

Lu Huaijin was stunned for a moment, then nodded: "Okay, whatever you say."

Several people drove to the hospital quickly, and when they arrived, Lu Sen had already been rushed to the operating room.

Life or death is uncertain...

"you……"

Su Yan was extremely angry, his chest heaving, his lips moving but unable to utter any more words.

Seeing this, Liu Kuan's mouth curled up into a smug arc, and he took advantage of the situation to stride forward and follow closely in Zhu Feiwan's footsteps.

The two walked side by side, their hurried footsteps echoing in the empty stairwell.

……

The Lu family's old house is hidden among the mountains, and the lush green peaks surround a courtyard with white walls and black tiles.

Zhu Feiwan drove alone and slowly stopped at the entrance of this familiar yet unfamiliar old house. This was her third time to set foot on this land.

The first time I visited was for a family gathering to discuss my eldest sister’s marriage, and that memory is full of family warmth and bustle.

The second visit was on the day after her wedding to Lu Huaijin. She paid tribute to the old man with a cup of tea in her hands.

Now standing here again, the past seems like a dream.

She couldn't help but sigh that time flies and things and people have changed.

The uncle guarding the gate still sticks to his post, but the years have left deeper marks on his face.

"Hello, who are you?"

His voice was gentle and a little hesitant as he stepped forward to ask, his eyes falling kindly on Zhu Feiwan.

Upon hearing this, Zhu Feiwan smiled slightly, took out his doctor's certificate from his bag, and said softly, "Uncle, it's me, Zhu Yunran, who's here to treat the old man's condition."

"Grandpa...is not sick..."

Uncle An took the ID, looked at it carefully, and a hint of confusion flashed across his brows.

Searching through my memory, I couldn't find a doctor named Zhu Yunran on the list of my grandfather's family doctors. I was puzzled and confused.

"Not sick?"

Zhu Feiwan frowned slightly, feeling uneasy.

Just as she was talking to the security guard, a strong sound of footsteps came closer and a tall and straight figure suddenly appeared in front of them.

"She has another name, Zhu Feiwan."

The visitor's tone was plain, but the emotions contained in it were like a deep ocean, calm but turbulent within.

When Uncle An heard the three words "Zhu Feiwan", his eyes suddenly lit up, as if he had seen something incredible.

He hurried forward, looked carefully, and the expression on his face quickly changed from surprise to shock.

"Young Madam? Are you really the Young Madam? Why have you changed so much? I can't recognize you at all!"

Before he finished speaking, the old man's eyes had involuntarily turned red and turbid tears were rolling in the corners of his eyes.

"The old man always thought that you were in the fire... Alas, he has been full of self-blame these years, always saying that if he hadn't insisted on letting you marry into the Lu family instead, you wouldn't have suffered all those hardships... Because of this, the old man even stopped eating meat, chanting Buddhist scriptures every day, just hoping that you can have a better destination in your next life. It seems that the old man's sincerity finally moved the heavens, and you returned safely."

Uncle An spoke faster, unable to hide his excitement. As he spoke, he hurriedly opened the door and invited her warmly, "Young Madam, please come in. If the old master knew you were here, he would be very happy."

"Uncle An, Lu Huaijin and I have been divorced for a long time. I am not and will no longer be the young mistress of the Lu family."

Zhu Feiwan's face was stern and his voice was flat.

A look of hurt appeared on Uncle An's face. He looked past Zhu Feiwan and at Lu Huaijin behind her, with both blame and helplessness in his eyes.

Lu Huaijin remained silent. From his angle, he could clearly capture every subtle expression on Zhu Feiwan's face.

The indifference that came from his bones made his heart tighten.

"Uncle An, let's just call her Miss Zhu."

Lu Huaijin finally spoke.

Uncle An pursed his lips, as if unwilling: "But in my heart, there will always be only one person who can be the young mistress."

"Uncle An! Did you hear me clearly? Don't tell me you want to deduct my salary!"

Lu Huaijin's face turned stern, and his stern face revealed an irrefutable majesty.

Uncle An was like a child who had been wronged. He lowered his head and responded respectfully, "Yes, Miss Zhu."

This call was like a thin needle, gently piercing Lu Huaijin's heart, painful and subtle.

Zhu Feiwan also had mixed feelings.

The heart that had been frozen for five years did not waver much in the face of Lu Huaijin's warmth, but was touched by Uncle An's plain words.

Uncle An wanted to say something but stopped himself, and finally let out a long sigh, choosing to swallow all the words in his mind.

At this moment, the roar of an engine broke the brief silence, and a car slowly approached the top of the mountain and stopped in front of everyone. As the car door opened, the person who walked out stunned everyone present.

The person who walked out from the driver's seat was Lu Cunli. He skillfully took out the wheelchair from the trunk and carefully carried out a woman sitting in the passenger seat. It turned out to be Zhu Lian who had disappeared for a long time!

Witnessing this scene, Uncle An's face suddenly changed, and a hint of contempt and displeasure flashed in his eyes.

"How shameless!"

he whispered.

Lu Cunli pushed Zhu Lian and walked steadily towards them with an indifferent smile on his face. He called Lu Huaijin "Big Brother", but his eyes turned and he pretended to be surprised when he saw Zhu Fei late.

"Eh? Why are you here too? I haven't settled the score with you for secretly taking pictures of me in the hotel last time!"

"Settling accounts? You're welcome anytime, but I'm afraid you don't have the ability."