Lu Xiaomu twisted his eyebrows.

"What to say"

"Yun'er's stupid son, it's not your child, but you hurt like a treasure, you're stupid."

Listening to the old lady's words, Lu Xiaomu's little hand holding her hand curled up little by little.

"What do you say who is not whose child"

Zhu Xiaoxiao, who was driving, heard the sound in the back seat of the car, and his eyes were also bulging.

The old lady grabbed Lu Xiaomu's hand tighter and tighter.

"Cold"

Lu Xiaomu took her hand and put it under her armpit to warm her.

Little by little, the old lady's words played out in her head.

My heart instantly felt like being scratched by a cat, it hurt so much.

"Sister Xiaozhu, she's joking, right, she's talking nonsense, right" Lu Xiaomu felt that when she said this, she didn't know whether she was comforting herself or looking for something else.

Zhu Xiaoxiao swallowed his saliva.

"Little lady, she is a patient now, and the patient's words cannot be trusted, just don't worry about it." Zhu Xiaoxiao didn't know how to comfort her.

But there is one thing she knows, the more sick people are, the more sincere they say at this time.

It's just that she doesn't want the little lady to think about it too much.

The child in the old lady's mouth, thinking with her toes, knew that it was the little lady.

"Is it?" Lu Xiaomu said a little unbelievable.

"Yes, yes, we'll send her to the hospital now, and when she's well, she won't talk nonsense." Zhu Xiaoxiao comforted.

Hospital, the old lady was admitted to the emergency room, and later to the ward, where she was given a hanging injection.

Lu Xiaomu just sat in front of her bed, looking at the sleeping face with closed eyes, very similar to her father Lu Peiyun, her heart couldn't help but feel a pang. The little hand was inexplicably raised, and gently caressed her face.

"Why is it so similar" She had never looked at her so confidently, and at this moment she realized that in fact, she was still very kind with her eyes closed, and the most important thing was that she looked too similar to her father.

Thinking of Chenghe, her heart is like an ant gnawing at her, thinking of her father, thinking of the relative who has left her not long ago.

After the drip, the old lady woke up, and the moment she opened her eyes and saw Lu Xiaomu for the first time, she stared at her in a daze.

There were a few tears in his eyes.

Lu Xiaomu saw it in his eyes.

"What kind of polite words do you say, I saved you, just because I don't want Lao Lu to come to me for tea, I don't expect you to say a good word about me, besides, I'm not that demon woman, I like to listen to lies."

The corners of the old lady's lips moved, and she finally said.

"Why save me, how good it would be for me to die, so that I could see Ah Yun and his father." The old lady's eyes were full of tears.

At a certain moment, Lu Xiaomu wanted to cry directly, because the old lady who has always been so strong looks like a pitiful child at this moment.

Lu Xiaomu shrugged his nose.

"I met it, why don't I save it, why do I let you die like this, am I still human" Even if she meets a stranger who is sick, she still wants to save her, let alone her father's mother.

The old lady's eyes were full of complexity, and even the look in Lu Xiaomu's eyes was extremely complicated.

"You can go, I'll be fine."

Lu Xiaomu looked at her weak voice, feeling uncomfortable and a little distressed.

Suddenly I remembered what she had just said in the car.

Her two little hands on her knees tightened.

"Who is my father?"

The old lady suddenly chuckled in her heart, and looked at her with dull eyes.