In the ward, after Qiao Nian left, only Old Lady Lu, Feng Yu and Ye Wangchuan were left.
Several times, Old Mrs. Lu pulled a chair and sat in front of the bed, looking at the man who was peeling fruit for Feng Yu with a knife.
She saw that the man just lowered his eyes and was peeling the fruit seriously.
Finally, he couldn't help but said, "Mr. Feng, you know why I came to you. We have known each other for decades. Today I am willing to risk my reputation to beg you. Can you help me and Qiao..."
Before she finished speaking, Feng Yu interrupted her: "It's not that I don't want to help you. This matter involves her, and even if I am half of her cheap teacher, I can't make the decision for her."
"But if you just talk to her, I'll believe..." Mrs. Lu hadn't even finished her words halfway.
Feng Yu once again sternly refused: "Madam Lu, I have made it very clear. If this matter were my business, I would definitely give in because of our long-term relationship, but this matter involves..."
He looked at the man who was still sitting there, peeling fruit with his head down, raised his hand and rubbed his brow, looked at Mrs. Lu more firmly, and said more bluntly: "This matter involves Qiao Nian, I can't make the decision for her."
"If you really want her to help, you can talk to her nicely. If she's willing to help you, she'll help you. If she's not willing to help you, there's nothing I can do."
Ye Wangchuan just peeled the orange, cut it into small pieces and put them on a plate, then handed the plate to Feng Yu and said lazily, "Mr. Feng, have some fruit."
Feng Yu's mouth twitched, he touched his nose, reached out to take the fruit he handed over, and felt very nervous, fearing that this boy would suspect that he had asked Old Lady Lu to come over.
He took the fruit that Ye Wangchuan had peeled for him but did not eat it immediately. Instead, he looked at Old Mrs. Lu seriously again.
Continuing what he had just said, "I don't know what Lu Yiming did to make Lu Zhi angry, but after all, this is your Lu family's own business. I don't want my apprentice to be involved in this, and I hope you can understand my painstaking efforts."
Old Mrs. Lu was speechless after hearing his few words and could only sit there awkwardly.
After a while, Qiao Nian brought the doctor back to the ward to examine Feng Yu.
Old Mrs. Lu went out first with an excuse.
None of the three people in the ward tried to keep her.
Feng Yu's body recovered well. After ten days, the wound on his thigh had begun to scab over.
The doctor gave him a routine check-up and gave the freshly-made examination report to Qiao Nian for review.
Qiao Nian made a careful comparison and was relieved only after confirming Feng Yu's physical condition.
After sending the doctor away, she turned back and said to the person lying on the bed, "You can be discharged after lying in bed for another half a month."
“… Another half month?” Feng Yu’s back was sticky from lying down recently. When he heard the girl say that she would need to lie down for another half month, his heart sank. He showed a bitter expression and was very unhappy.
Qiao Nian put his hands in his pockets and was very easy to talk to. After thinking for a while, he said, "If you want to be discharged early, that's fine. The First Research Institute has many projects waiting for your approval."
"Forget it." Feng Yu immediately held his waist and lay down: "I'd better lie down for a while. I'm old and can't bear it anymore. I'd better recover my body before talking about being discharged from the hospital."
Qiao Nian knew that he wanted to hide, and was not surprised at all. He raised his hand, pulled down his cap, and said to the old man hiding in the bed: "Since you are okay, I will go back first."
(End of this chapter)