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n“Qingzhuo, what’s wrong?”

nWhen Old Madam Lu saw that Lu Qingzhuo had returned, she quickly asked.

nShe could hear Butler Chen’s voice just now, but Lu Qingzhuo was picking up the phone behind her back. This made her very uneasy.

nShe walked over and grabbed Lu Qingzhuo’s arm, asking anxiously, “Did something happen at the old residence? Is Qingliu…”

nThey publicly announced He Youran and Lu Shouxin, some of the Lu family members would definitely not be satisfied.

nSo, before the gathering started, Madam Lu had already arranged for people to pay attention to the movements at the old house.

nHousekeeper Chen was honest and steady. He was an old employee of the Lu family. Usually, apart from taking care of some trivial matters of the Lu family’s old house, he was also responsible for the situation with Lu Qingliu. Now that he called, it was inevitable that madam Lu would overthink.

n“It’s okay, grandma. You’ve been tired all day. Let Pang Zhong take you to the hotel room to rest first.” Lu Qingzhuo was anxious, but he still comforted old madam Lu.

nOld Madam Lu could almost be sure that something had happened to Lu Qingliu when she heard him say that!

n“Qingzhuo, is it Qingliu — what happened to Qingliu? Don’t hide it from me!”

nOld Madam Lu had always been worried about her little grandson’s illness. Even though she knew that with Lu Qingliu’s condition, forcing him to stay in this world was just torture for him, but that was her grandson, the flesh and blood of the Lu family, a blood relative of the Lu family!

n“No, I want to go back, I want to go back and see Qingliu… Pang Zhong!”

nOld Madam Lu called out anxiously. Under the attack of anxiety, her heart suddenly ached. She suddenly reached out and grabbed the cloth on her chest. Her mouth was wide open as if she was deprived of oxygen, and her breathing became rapid.

n“Grandma!”

nHe Youran cried out in surprise and quickly went over to support old madam Lu. At the same time, she took out old madam Lu’s medicine from the hidden pocket of her dress.

nAfter knowing that old Madam Lu’s heart wasn’t good, she also carried old madam Lu’s medicine with her like the Lu family.

nAfter feeding old madam Lu the medicine, He Youran massaged old madam Lu’s contracted muscles while taking out silver needles and piercing them into old madam Lu’s acupoints.

nFortunately, Madam Lu took the medicine in time and her condition wasn’t as serious as it was at the airport. In order to prevent Old Madam Lu from getting ill again from worry after she recovered, He Youran simply pressed madam Lu’s sleeping acupoint.

nAfter sending Madam Lu to the hotel room and calling the family doctor, He Youran and Lu Qingzhuo hurried back to the Lu residence.

nAt this time, the Lu residence was already in a mess.

nSeeing Lu Qingzhuo return, the people of the Lu residence seemed to have found their backbone.

nWhile Lu Qingzhuo listened to the servant’s report on Lu Qingliu’s condition, he and He Youran walked towards Lu Qingliu’s room.

nLu Qingliu’s room was on the right-most side of the second floor, very close to Madam Lu’s room.

nAfter Lu Qingzhuo’s guidance, He Youran walked over quickly. Just as she pushed open the door to Lu Qingliu’s room, she smelled a strong medicinal smell and blood.

nHer gaze turned cold, and she walked around the person who was giving Lu Qingliu first aid to check on his condition.

nLu Qingliu had been bedridden all year round. He was very thin, and his face, which was sixty percent similar to Lu Qingzhuo’s, was so thin that it almost caved in. His body was also filled with tubes, making him look extremely pitiful.

nAt this moment, he was wearing an oxygen mask on his face, and he was breathing with difficulty with his mouth open.

n“Get out of the way!”

nHe Youran asked the family doctor to leave. She quickly checked Lu Qingliu’s pulse and listened to her. Then, she removed the oxygen mask from Lu Qingliu’s face.

n“Madam!” The family doctor cried out in surprise.

nWith Lu Qingliu’s current condition, removing the oxygen mask was tantamount to murder!

n“Blood is gushing out of his mouth and nose yet he’s still wearing the oxygen mask. Are you trying to choke him to death?”

nHe Youran said coldly, at the same time, took out a silver needle into Lu Qingliu body acupoints.

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