Chapter 893: You're not going to elope with someone, ar

he hall, his face dark, clearly in a foul mood.The old butler looked her up and down, seeing that she was unharmed, he let out a slight sigh of relief, "Madam, we were very worried about you. Your pho..."Get out first, your wet nurse has widespread burns and if they get infected again it'll be a problem."

Aunt Lu pulled her out and told her in detail about what had happened.

"...At the time, we sent them to the city hospital for emergency treatment, but that hospital was deliberately stalling. I wasn't comfortable with it, so I took matters into my own hands and arranged to have them transferred to this city. After all, the medical level here is higher, and I know many people here. Your mother just transferred from the ICU, and her condition is stable now."

The other little girl is fine health-wise. She woke up and cried for a bit earlier, but then fell back asleep. She was probably just startled.

Song Mengmeng repeatedly expressed her gratitude, saying "Thank you, thank you."

At this moment, all she could feel was gratitude.

Luckily, she met someone like Lu Qinan's mother who was strong-willed and decisive. Otherwise, her wet nurse would have been dragging things out in the city and probably wouldn't have lasted.

An hour later, Zhu Xiaowei also arrived.

"How is everything now Is it stable" She also brought her husband, Pei Haoran, along.

Song Mengmeng was still a little lost, sitting on the cold chair with a dazed expression. Seeing her familiar best friend arrive, her emotions surged, and her eyes became moist again.

It was as if she had suddenly been transported back to her college days, that tearful and joyful Song Mengmeng. She hugged Xiao Zhu tightly and cried her heart out.

"If it weren't for Aunt Lu and the others happening to pass by, I wouldn't know what was wrong, sniffle sniffle..."

< Xiao Zhu softly comforted her, "It's alright, it's over now." >

The nurse's illness was severe, with burns. The doctor strictly controlled visiting hours, afraid that germs on visitors could lead to a reinfection of the patient's whole body. Therefore, Song Mengmeng could only stand outside the glass door watching the beating instrument panel, showing a heartbeat and blood pressure, at least proving that she was still alive.

How is LeLe

After all, he's only a two-year-old child. Xiao Zhu is especially worried about the child.

Song Mengmeng pointed to the balcony at the end of the hospital corridor. After crying for a while to vent her emotions, she wiped away her tears and didn't seem so worried about her daughter anymore.

"Le Le is awake, over there, Lu's mother is holding her."

Only Zhu Xiaoyue could hear it, how peculiar.

"Don't you go give the child a hug" I thought that as a mother, she would be especially anxious.

Song Mengmeng was also anxious at first, but as soon as Lele woke up, Mother Lu seemed to be possessed by a god. She shot forward like an arrow and hugged Lele, looking like she would go ballistic if anyone dared to take her child away. Even Song Mengmeng, the biological mother, could only step back three paces.

"Perhaps Aunt Lu is gentle, kind-hearted and has a good temperament. Le Le allows herself to be held without crying or making a fuss." Song Mengmeng now has the highest respect for Lu Qinan's mother.

Zhu Xiaowei chuckled. Lu's mother probably wouldn't qualify as gentle.

I've seen the old Lu family get collectively scolded many times.

"After hardship, there must be good fortune. Don't overthink it." Little Zhu comforted her.

Seeing so many supportive friends around her, Song Mengmeng felt relieved and nodded.

Aunt Lu had originally arranged for a nurse, but Song Mengmeng wanted to take care of her grandmother herself. "I'll go back and pack some things for the hospital first. Please watch over Lele for me in the meantime. Thank you."

Aunt Lu held a baby girl in her arms, her face beaming with joy. She smiled kindly and told the child not to worry so much, "Even if you're too busy to look after the baby, just leave her with me." Aunt Lu was always straightforward.

Lu Qinan had a headache. "Mom, you can't talk like that."

Mrs. Lu immediately exposed her domineering and authoritarian nature, glaring at him.

"My four sons are all in their thirties, not a single child have they produced. What can I do I can only cherish other people's children."

Lu Qinan was afraid of his grandmother, the Empress Dowager. He proactively and friendly drove Song Mengmeng back home, temporarily avoiding a scolding this time.

Song Mengmeng was quite enlightened. She didn't know if all super-rich families were this amusing, but the Lu family was certainly interesting.

Getting into Lu Qinian's car, she felt a little awkward.

All the way to her doorstep, Song Mengmeng couldn't think of what to say to him. After all, there was a significant gap between their statuses. She never imagined that one day, this man who frequently graced the front pages of newspapers would personally send her home.

"Thank you." She got out of the car and sincerely said thank you again.

Thinking these high-and-mighty people weren't fond of talking much, Lu Qinan quipped, "You've said the word 'thank you' about twenty times today."

"Are you truly sincere in wanting to repay our Lu family" He immediately donned the mask of a cunning merchant.

Song Mengmeng nodded heavily, "Yes."

"If there's ever an emergency with my Lu family, you should be willing to help if you can." Lu Qinian gently coaxed.

Song Mengmeng didn't say a word and nodded again, "Of course."

Lu Qinan sat in his luxury car, looking at the woman outside the window, and gave her a handsome and dashing smile. He handed her a card, "This is my phone number, WeChat. Add me."

Song Mengmeng obediently took it, but she looked confused as he said in a serious tone, "Our Lu family really needs your daughter."

Lu Qinan smiled and waved goodbye to her. The globally limited-edition fire red supercar, stylishly turning a corner, drove out of their community, inevitably drawing the attention of some people.

Although she didn't quite understand what Lu Qinan was saying, Song Mengmeng clutched the card in her hand, her heart filled with gratitude and relief.

"Who was the man you just sent back"

Sima An almost ran down from the second-floor balcony, hurriedly opened the door, and saw Song Mengmeng still staring at the direction where the car had left. For some reason, he felt a fire burning in his heart.

"MOMO, who is he"

He asked again.

Sima An was just in his study on the second floor. He walked to the balcony only after hearing a screeching sound as the sports car turned the corner.

"I couldn't see the man's appearance, "Did you see him waving at you"

"It's none of your business."

Song Mengmeng's face wasn't looking good. She brushed past him, going straight into the room and started packing her belongings with quick, efficient movements.

"Mēngmēng, why are you packing your bags"

Sima An hurriedly followed her into the room. Seeing her take several sets of clothes from the closet and throw them into her suitcase, he thought again of the man who had just driven up in a luxury car.

"You, you wouldn't be running off with someone else, would you" he said half-jokingly.

"So what"

Song Mengmeng replied to him in a bad mood, running back and forth in the room, almost gathering all her important documents, stuffing them into her suitcase, and zipping it up.

Her mind raced, trying to remember what else she needed for the hospital. But in Sima An's eyes, her distracted look seemed like she was thinking about that man.

"Meng Meng, I'm serious now, no joking. Who was that man just now" He pressed his hands on her shoulders, preventing her from moving, and stared straight at her. Jun family is not to be messed with, especially their grandson.Grandma Qiao worried more and more. "Why don't we call Bao'er now and tell her what happened Maybe she can mediate when the time comes,...