Nan Yan didn't know why Lu Huaijing did this, but...since he took care of her without any clothes on last night, she should also show some expression.
Although, she didn't know how to face Lu Huaijing.
But Zhou's mother said "Hi" and waved her hands repeatedly: "Sir has left, it seems because of matters in the company. Madam, please have a good rest!"
gone?
Nan Yan was a little surprised, but Lu Huaijing never delayed the company's affairs because of personal matters, which was reasonable.
She nodded in response, and then she wanted to reach for her phone, but was interrupted by Zhou's mother.
"Madam, let's try this soup first."
She placed the spoon in the bowl and pushed the soup forward.
But Nan Yan hesitated for a moment, frowned slightly, and then asked: "Aunt Zhou, are you... still hiding something from me?"
Aunt Zhou was very unusual today. Although she had made plans to help Nan Yan get things, she had not made any move yet.
But this time, Nan Yan was sure that Zhou's mother just wanted to stop her from looking at her phone.
When Zhou's mother was asked what was on her mind, she immediately stuttered: "No, it's okay. Didn't I see that you weren't feeling well? I wanted to let you rest early - madam!"
Zhou's mother screamed in surprise, but Nan Yan still opened her phone and opened Weibo with ease.
Within the first ten items, there are three or four items marked with the word "hot" in red.
The title is very clear:
[Medical trouble in Jishi Hospital]
[Doctor’s mistake killed patient]
[How to safeguard the rights of patients’ families and how to deal with medical accidents]
The hot words were still rising, making Nan Yan's hands tremble.
She clicked on it directly, and inside there was a scene of her being beaten and embarrassed.
Although his face was mosaic, the eye-catching red marks still made Nan Yan feel cold all over.
Her hand shook and the phone fell into the hot soup.
"Wow!"
The hot soup splashed out and directly burned her white arms.
"Mrs!"
Zhou Ma screamed in surprise and quickly took the soup away, but it was no use.
The delicate skin had blisters visible to the naked eye, and many places were burnt and red.
"Madam, I'm going to get you some medicine, but please don't touch it!"
Zhou Ma said anxiously and hurriedly turned around to find Dr. Liang.
But Nan Yan seemed to feel no pain. She only felt as if her heart had been hit by something, and it was heavy but beating wildly.
She didn't know if it was because she had a fever, but she was now terribly cold.
The release of that video was like throwing her half-clothed body into the ice and snow, leaving her to be judged by the people around her.
Even if he didn't continue reading, Nan Yan caught some dazzling comments with sharp eyes:
[Am I dazzled? Is that a hickey? 】
[With such a messy private life, who can be a good doctor? I’m afraid nepotism takes over! 】
[This kind of relationship must be severely punished, and it actually caused a life! 】
Word by word, they are all silent words that kill people invisible.
Nan Yan bit her lip tightly, the taste of rust spread in her mouth, and her beautiful eyes stared at the position of the table just now.
After a while, two lines of tears finally fell.
At that time, Zhou Ma had already walked in with Dr. Liang.
Upon seeing this, the doctor immediately stepped forward and began to treat the burn on her arm.
He frowned and whispered: "Madam, please be patient, I need to apply some ointment on you."
Dr. Liang moved his hands as he spoke, but Nan Yan remained motionless, letting him handle it without even a hint of pain, like a puppet on strings.
If it weren't for the tears on her face, Zhou's mother would be extremely anxious.
She carefully wiped Nan Yan's cheek with a tissue, feeling distressed: "Madam, don't pay attention to those nonsense, eh? Sir will take care of it. If you feel uncomfortable, just cry out and don't hold it in, okay?"
After taking care of Nan Yan for three years, Zhou's mother knew her best.
Nan Yan was very well-educated. Even after she got married, she never gave up her job. Sometimes she would rush to the hospital in the middle of the night just for a call from the hospital. She was humble and gentle in her treatment of others, and she never even spoke loudly.
How could such a person have such a chaotic private life and cause a medical accident?
Zhou's mother was worried, but she didn't make any sound until Dr. Liang helped Nan Yan take care of the wound.
"Madam..." Zhou's mother called softly.
But Nan Yan just turned her head slowly, neither crying nor fussing. After a while, she said in a hoarse voice: "Aunt Zhou, I... want to be alone for a while."
Seeing that she finally responded, Zhou's mother responded repeatedly: "Okay... okay, madam, I'm at the door. If you need anything, you can call me."
After looking at her a few more times, Zhou's mother finally left the bedroom.
The room was quiet. Nan Yan's suppressed emotions finally couldn't be held back any longer, and tears rolled down her eyes...
For three whole days, Lu Huaijing never returned to the Lu residence, and Nan Yan never left this bedroom.
Zhou’s mother did not send any more electronic products because her mobile phone was broken.
Nan Yan sat by the bed, quietly flipping through the book in his hand, picking up a pen from time to time, and writing down things on it.
The annotations are detailed and the font is elegant and steady.
At this time, the door rang.
Zhou's mother walked in: "Madam, please come to my old house."
grandfather?
Nan Yan paused at the pen tip in his hand and frowned slightly.
Her matter has caused such a big fuss that even grandpa may know about it.
Nan Yan looked at the unfinished notes in his hand, and could only put the pen in the book temporarily, stood up and said, "Okay, I... will change my clothes and go."
Zhou Ma nodded, but she still looked a little worried when she looked at Nan Yan.
Since watching the news that day, Nan Yan has been shutting herself in her bedroom, except for recuperating and reading.
No words, no mood swings.
This state is really unpredictable.
The driver quickly drove the car downstairs.
Nan Yan changed into a simple and comfortable long skirt and went downstairs.
The black Rolls-Royce was driving smoothly on the road. Nan Yan clutched her newly bought mobile phone and looked out the window.
The Lu family's old house is located in the old town of the city. It was an old house before the founding of the People's Republic of China. After a hundred years of development, it has become a famous cultural relic building.
White walls and blue tiles, winding paths lead to tranquility.
The design of the pavilions and pavilions, and even the garden, has a scene at every step, which is quite reminiscent of the Jiangnan water town.
Nan Yan came to the front hall under the leadership of the old housekeeper.
But before he could enter, he heard a crisp shattering sound.
"Bang! Bang!"
The sound of breaking porcelain made Nan Yan stop in his tracks, and Mr. Lu's angry questioning could be heard inside:
"You bastard, why is Yanyan being exposed on the Internet? Such a big thing happened, and you didn't handle it until today. Don't we, the Lu family, have a public relations department? Next time, you will go to the ancestral hall and kneel down as punishment !”
