There was no crying, no injuries, no quarreling. The two were neatly dressed, calm and seemed to be getting along well.
Turning back, he looked at his daughter again with some disbelief. She was calm and composed, and there was no manic air in her.
That's strange.
But no matter how strange it is, we cannot neglect the guests, especially since they are our daughter's guests.
Lu Zhenwei naturally sat down in the main seat, and then motioned for the two of them to sit down.
"You all please sit down. Since you are Wanwan's friends, there is no need to be too reserved. Just treat you as your own family." She said this not out of politeness but from the bottom of her heart.
Wanwan had few friends since she was a child. Because of her physical condition, she could not go out freely like ordinary people, nor could she go to school, let alone chat with the younger generations of the family heads. Every day, the only things that kept her company were various kinds of medicines and medicinal foods.
In Feng Country, a girl of her age should have married and had daughters, but she didn't even have a maid.
As a general, he was in a high position and had great power. Even though her daughter was bedridden for many years, it was still easy to find a few servants with clean family backgrounds. But she was helpless. She couldn't change her daughter's temper. She insisted not to have one, and as a mother, she couldn't force it on her.
Her father also died due to complications during childbirth.
In order not to threaten Wanwan's status as the young mistress, she never allowed any other concubine to become pregnant.
For so many years, Wanwan is the only daughter he has.
As they were talking, Xiao Jiang had already come up with a pot of tea. He first added tea to Lu Zhenwei, who was sitting at the main seat, and then filled a cup for Lu Wanwan and Ling'er.
"Mother, Wanwan went out on the street today and was accidentally scalded by tea..."
Before she could finish her words, Lu Zhenwei stood up suddenly and put the cup back on the table. Because he put it down with a lot of force, the cup lid collided with the tea bowl and tilted, and some tea spilled out and splashed on the arm holding the cup. But Lu Zhenwei didn't care about himself. He stared at his daughter sitting below with his eyes wide open and said anxiously: "What did you say, you were injured today!"
With two big steps, he stepped in front of Lu Wanwan and said, "Where are you hurt? Let your mother take a look. How could you be so careless?" He placed his hands lightly on Lu Wanwan's shoulders and looked her up and down.
Lu Wanwan smiled helplessly, then pushed her arm away, "Mother, please don't be nervous. I haven't finished what I want to say yet."
"Yes, General, the young master's burns are fine now, you don't need to be so nervous." Seeing the look in the young master's eyes, I knew that he wanted me to speak for her.
Although Lu Wanwan and Xiao Jiang said the same thing, she still couldn't feel at ease because she hadn't seen it with her own eyes.
Lu Wanwan also knew her mother's character, so she had no choice but to show her the wound. The arm that was burned was her left hand, so she had to lift up her sleeve to see it, so she could only stretch out her right hand. However, when she stretched out her right hand, the bandaged wound was seen by Lu Zhenwei.
"What's wrong with your hand?" He grabbed Lu Wanwan's arm, which she had no time to retract, and asked seriously.
Actually, she didn't want to let her mother know that she had asked Ling'er to treat her, because she didn't want to disappoint her again. But it seems that she can't keep it a secret any longer.
"Mother, please sit down first and let me tell you slowly."
Xiao Jiang also stepped forward and helped Lu Zhenwei, "General, please sit down."
"Today, Wanwan's temper flared up again. She was rude to this young master in the restaurant. She also accidentally knocked over the teapot and got scalded by the tea." Knowing her mother's concern, she immediately explained, "But fortunately, this young master is kind-hearted. Not only did he not argue with Wanwan, he also took out painkillers to heal Wanwan's injuries. That's why my daughter said just now that she is fine now."
When she heard that it was Ling'er who treated her daughter's injuries, Lu Zhenwei immediately bowed to express her gratitude to Ling'er.
"General, you can't do that. This will embarrass the junior." Not to mention that she is a general, even in terms of seniority, Lu Zhenwei can be considered his elder.
"Master Xia Ling has put aside past grudges and helped out for justice. This general should thank him on behalf of Wanwan."
All of this was within Lu Wanwan's expectations. She just smiled and did not participate in their conversation. She continued, "The young master's medicine not only instantly relieved the pain, but also made Wanwan feel clear-headed and enlightened. The manic energy also dissipated. Later, Wanwan learned that this young master was actually a powerful pharmacist, and that bottle of medicine came from him."
Having said this, Lu Wanwan's tone became more serious.
"Mother knows Wanwan's health has been getting worse over the years, and she has developed more strange symptoms. It just so happened that this young man is a doctor, so Wanwan invited him back to the house."
As a mother, how could she not understand her daughter's thoughts? It was all because of her failure as a mother to protect her husband that Wanwan was born prematurely and had congenital defects.
"Wanwan, mother doesn't mean to blame you, don't be sad. Don't worry, mother will definitely cure you." Even though she didn't quite believe this, of course, she didn't believe that a young man could cure Wanwan. So she didn't ask if Ling'er knew anything about this disease.
Lu Wanwan felt that her mother ignored Ling'er and felt bad. She could only continue, "This young master only met me for the first time, but he predicted my symptoms correctly."
This sentence actually changed Lu Zhenwei's expression a little.
"After that, I returned to the mansion and the young master took my pulse. He said that my illness was indeed a bit tricky, but he was willing to give it a try. That's why I got this injury. It's because the young master needed a little bit of my blood to make medicine."
"This..." At this moment, Lu Zhenwei didn't know what to say. (To be continued)