"It's me who has neglected him these days...... Su Jiayu choked up, "If I had spent more time with him, this might not have happened." ”

Lu Yanhe listened to her self-pity and couldn't cry or laugh.

He leaned over and kissed the side of her cheek and whispered, "It's okay, don't worry, we'll have time later." ”

Su Jia nodded with tears in her eyes, the strength in her hand was much greater, and she hugged his waist tightly.

Like a drowning man, he grabbed the only piece of driftwood.

The elevator slowly rose and soon reached the floor of the ward where Lu Chen lived.

Lu Yanhe put his arm around her, and the two walked forward side by side.

From the end of the corridor to the door of the penultimate ward, Lu Mu was restlessly guarding there.

Seeing that his son and daughter-in-law rushed over in despair, he choked up and comforted him, "The child is fine, but the skin on his face is slightly broken and bleeding, so it's okay." ”

Hearing this result, Su Jia felt that the strength she had to hold on to herself at the end had finally disappeared.

She raised her hand to wipe the moisture from the corners of her eyes, and the big stone hanging from the bottom of her heart finally fell, and her tight breathing gradually relaxed.

Mother Lu looked at her stubborn appearance and felt pain in her heart.

Lu Yanhe was relieved to hear that his son was fine, "Lu Chen is still inside?" ”

"It's still inside." Lu Mu nodded lightly, "He didn't suffer any major injuries, it was another little girl who was hospitalized, and the two didn't know why they fought because of any conflict when they were at school, and now they are being treated inside, you can go in and have a look." ”

"Okay." Lu Yanhe answered, and walked in with the person in his arms.

There was a whole line of people standing in the ward, the principal, the vice principal, the dean, the class teacher, almost everyone who could come.

The principal was talking to Old Man Lu in a low voice, probably discussing how to deal with this matter.

Su Jia looked at a hospital bed, on which lay a little girl, as if she was unconscious, her face was a little pale.

Her head was bandaged, and she couldn't see how it hurt.

But if it is bandaged like this, the injury should not be light.

She continued to look to the side, and on another hospital bed, her precious son was sitting there, holding a bag of "a lot of fish" in his hand, eating with relish.

Lu Chen looked up and saw his parents, his unhappy mood was suddenly swept away, a sweet smile rose on the corner of his lips, and he waved his hand over there, "Mom!" ”

Lu Yanhe walked over with Su Jia in his arms and held his son in his arms.

Su Jia carefully held his face and looked at it carefully.

After making sure that there was really nothing wrong, all the anxiety was swept away.

Although Lu Yanhe pretended to be calm on the surface, it was impossible to say that he was not worried at all.

On the way to the hospital, he was so anxious that he almost wanted to drive the car into the air.

Now that he saw that the little guy was safe and sound, he was quietly relieved.

Su Jia looked at the scars on his face and asked distressedly, "How is it, does it hurt?" ”

Lu Chen saw the distress in his mother's eyes, and also saw her unhappiness in her fight.

At that moment, he shook his little head very firmly, and said in a certain tone, "It doesn't hurt!" It really doesn't hurt at all! Mom, you told boys to be strong. ”

"Stinky boy!" Su Jia couldn't help but sneer, and reached out to touch his uninjured forehead.

Lu Chen smiled sweetly, rubbing restlessly in Lu Yanhe's arms.

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