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Wen Tingli was talking on the phone in the outer room when suddenly a low sound came from the inner room.

She dropped the phone and ran toward the house, but when she realized what she had just heard, her feet suddenly froze in place.

It was the voice of a completely unfamiliar young man, shouting something in a low voice.

After listening hesitantly for a few seconds, she suddenly quickened her pace and ran into the room. There was a person lying on the bed, covered in wounds, with a furrowed brow and large beads of sweat oozing from his forehead. His expression was so painful, as if he was fighting with an invisible beast.

Wen Tingli ran to the bedside and leaned over to check on his condition. At this moment, she heard those two words from his mouth again.

"Mother."

That’s right, it came clearly from Lu Shicheng’s throat.

Lu Shicheng's voice was deep and pleasant to hear, yet very unfamiliar. After all, she had never heard him speak before.

She couldn't tell whether she was shocked or happy, and she reached out carefully to touch his forehead.

"Mr. Lu, Mr. Lu."

He panicked as soon as he was touched, and he started to have a fever again! If this goes on, Lu Shicheng will die. No, she has to find Li Chengying to discuss countermeasures.

Just as she was about to get up from the bed, someone grabbed her hand. When she turned around, she met a pair of blurry eyes.

Lu Shicheng opened his eyes at some point.

Wen Tingli was so surprised that she couldn't express herself more.

"Mr. Lu, you're awake!"

At first, Lu Shicheng's black pupils were not focused. He just looked at Wen Tingli blankly, as if he was trying hard to think about something. For a while, he did not move at all.

"You have a fever again. I'll go get you some medicine." Wen Tingli reached out her hand again to confirm his temperature. "You're in very bad condition. Three of your ribs are broken, and there's a hematoma on the back of your head. Those bastards were too ruthless last night. Fortunately, a doctor friend of mine came to help, otherwise I really don't know how to save you."

There was a slight ripple in Lu Shicheng's eyes. He moved his eyes with difficulty, first looking at her hand, then at her shoulders and arms, and finally at her face. His eyes gradually became clearer, and his eyes began to have meaning. He was looking at something worriedly.

"I'm not hurt." Wen Tingli said hurriedly.

Lu Shicheng seemed to breathe a sigh of relief. He closed his eyes, then opened them again, his gaze still fixed on her face, filled with curiosity and inquiry.

Wen Tingli held her breath and waited for him to ask. However, although Lu Shicheng uttered two sentences of mumbling when he was unconscious, it seemed to have a time limit, and he was unable to make a sound again this time.

If she hadn't heard it with her own ears, Wen Tingli would have suspected that it was all an illusion. Although she was confused, she could only smile and said, "I know what Mr. Lu wants to ask. Okay, I admit it. I saved you. I have a gun."

She pulled a pistol from her bag and waved it in front of his eyes.

"Last time at the Lu Mansion, Mr. Lu, you asked me if I knew anyone from the Weiying Gang. I didn't tell the truth at the time because I wanted to protect them."

She explained, "After my father got into trouble, I was afraid that the Qiu family would come and harass us again, so I found a way to get the contact information of the Weiying Gang. They hate to see women being bullied and are willing to help me. The old ladies who came to Ganjia Lane when I was blocked by Qiu Dapeng last time were sent by the Weiying Gang. I know that Mr. Lu was very confused about their origins. It's a pity that I couldn't tell you the truth at that time. This gun was given to me by the Weiying Gang. I often secretly learned shooting from them in the past six months. I had made an appointment with a few friends to practice shooting in that abandoned factory tonight, but I didn't expect to run into someone who would hurt you--"

These words were half true and half false. Although she trusted Lu Shicheng's character, she could not reveal the underground identities of Li Chengying and the others to anyone, not even Lu Shicheng. If it hadn't been for Li Chengying's help tonight, she would never have been able to successfully rescue Lu Shicheng. They protected her time and time again, so she had to do her best to protect them.

Lu Shicheng's eyes fell on her gun in shock.

"After we rescued you, we were worried that we would meet the White Dragon Gang on the way, so we simply hid you nearby with me. The White Dragon Gang thought you were rescued by the Lu family, and they swarmed back to search the area near the Lu Mansion." Wen Tingli whispered, "One of my companions is studying Western medicine. Seeing that you were seriously injured, she helped you deal with your wounds. She just went back to the hospital to get medicine and surgical kits. Don't worry, my friends are very upright and have always hated what the White Dragon Gang did. They won't tell anyone about what happened last night. By the way, I heard from those bastards that they seemed to be going to deal with Mr. Kuang next, so I called Mr. Kuang's apartment as soon as I came back. I think Mr. Kuang will take action immediately. Mr. Lu, you won't blame me for acting on my own, right?"

Lu Shicheng tried to prop up his upper body.

Wen Tingli quickly held his shoulders and said, "Don't move. Just tell me what you want to do."

Lu Shicheng was sweating profusely. He raised his uninjured hand and pointed at Wen Tingli's school bag.

Wen Tingli took out a pen and a notebook.

Lu Shicheng stretched out his hand to take it, but he couldn't hold the pen. And after just two movements, his forehead began to sweat again.

Wen Tingli knew that he was in great pain, so she simply helped him hold his fingers and put them in her palm.

"It's the same if you gesture in the palm of my hand."

Lu Shicheng wrote stroke by stroke with great effort and it took him a long time to finish.

Wen Tingli thought it was a very long paragraph, but after he wrote for a long time, all he wrote was the two words "thank you".

She couldn't help but chuckle. Lu Shicheng was looking at her intently.

There was no trace of joking in his expression.

Wen Tingli only felt the invisible word "thank you" in her palm getting hot. She lowered her eyes and smiled, "Last time you helped me so much, Mr. Lu not only didn't want me to thank you, but also avoided me afterwards. So, I don't need you to thank me either."

Although she spoke seriously, there was a hint of dissatisfaction in her words.

Lu Shicheng fell back on the pillow, looked at the ceiling and laughed silently.

Wen Tingli also laughed, and then she felt a little embarrassed, so she said to him seriously, "Since you're awake, my friend doesn't need to take the risk of coming to your house. I'll call the Lu Mansion and ask Manager Chen to find a good doctor to heal Mr. Lu's injuries as soon as possible."

Lu Shicheng shook his head.

【See Louis alone. 】

It seems that Lu Shicheng also suspects that there is a traitor in the Lu Mansion just like her!
She hurriedly called Louis according to the contact information Lu Shicheng gave her.

At this time, Mrs. Zhou took a bowl of porridge and quietly looked into the inner room. After Wen Tingli finished calling Louis and Li Chengying in turn, she pulled her aside.

"Mr. Lu was injured so badly, why didn't the Lu family send anyone?"

Wen Tingli couldn't explain this complicated situation to Mrs. Zhou, so she could only whisper, "It will come when it's time."

Mrs. Zhou pointed outside the door anxiously, "I'm just worried that the couple across the street will hear what's going on here. What if they go out and tell everyone about it and Mr. Lu's enemies hear it?"

Wen Tingli shook her head: "No, there is a round hall between the suites on both sides, and Mr. Lu was placed in the innermost room. Once the door of the suite is closed, we can't hear each other. I rented this house for this benefit." As for Mr. Lu Sanye and the White Dragon Gang, it's fine that Lu Shicheng didn't wake up. Once he wakes up, he will definitely not put himself in danger again. Since he didn't say he would move to another place, it means he has his own considerations. Besides, Kuang Zhilin has already received the news. It goes without saying that this person can gain Lu Shicheng's trust, and his methods are very clever. All we have to do next is wait and see.

But she couldn't say this to Mrs. Zhou.

"I'm just afraid of the worst." Mrs. Zhou was still nagging, "If Mr. Lu's enemies come looking for us, our family won't be able to live in peace."

Wen Tingli immediately questioned Mrs. Zhou, "How many times has Mr. Lu helped us? Now that he is in trouble, we have to help him no matter how dangerous it is, right? Could it be that the so-called repayment is just doing some small things to make things better? Besides, he is injured all over now, and moving him around will only make his injuries worse. Please stop nagging, I know what I am doing."

Mrs. Zhou stamped her feet and said, "Am I that kind of person? Of course I know Mr. Lu is a good man. I was also very sad to see him being hurt like that last night. I am worried about Xiao Taozi. She is still young and naive. When she wakes up and sees Mr. Lu, won't she yell at him?"

"Xiao Taozi won't yell. I will talk to her properly." Wen Tingli took the bowl from Mrs. Zhou and went into the house.

As soon as he entered the room, he saw Lu Shicheng lying on his side with his face buried in the pillow. His hair was wet with cold sweat, and one could tell at a glance that his wound was painful. It was impossible for a person to fall asleep in this situation. Needless to say, he heard all the conversations outside the room.

Wen Tingli was a little embarrassed, and said to him in a gentle voice: "Doctor Louis said he would arrive in about an hour. He also said you can eat something. Are you hungry? How about some porridge to fill your stomach?"

Lu Shicheng nodded on the pillow.

His behavior reminded Wen Tingli of how Xiao Taozi looked when she was sick. She was very well behaved and obedient, and didn't make any noise. But her injuries were too severe and her appearance was too miserable, so she looked even more pitiful and fragile than when Xiao Taozi was sick. She suppressed these strange thoughts in her mind, stepped forward to straighten Lu Shicheng a little, and accidentally touched Lu Shicheng's wound.

She flinched in fear: "Did I hurt you? I'm sorry."

Lu Shicheng smiled silently and shook his head at her.

Wen Tingli was very clear that he must be in great pain, so she helped him adjust his position with a guilty feeling, then sat down on the bed and scooped a mouthful of porridge, first putting the spoon to her lips to test the temperature, and then carefully brought it to his lips.

Lu Shicheng lowered his eyes and looked at the spoon at his lips, as if hesitating whether to drink the porridge directly.

Wen Tingli then realized that she was feeding him with the spoon she had used to eat. This was her habitual action when feeding Xiao Taozi. She was so used to it that she even did the same when feeding Lu Shicheng porridge.

It would be a bit offensive if he ate it from her spoon without hesitation, after all, her lips had just touched the tip of the spoon.

If I avoid her spoon, it would seem like I am disgusted with her.

She is not just feeding him, she is clearly creating problems for him.

"Wait a minute, I'll—"

Lu Shicheng lowered his head and swallowed the porridge. Wen Tingli's heart trembled. When she fed him the second mouthful, her face was still a little hot. She no longer used her lips to test the temperature for him, but just blew gently on the spoon. In fact, according to Dr. Thompson, this was also unhygienic, but the porridge was too hot and he was too hungry, so he didn't care about so much for the time being. She fed him a little, and he ate quietly.

As he ate, cold sweat began to accumulate on Lu Shicheng's forehead. He barely finished half a bowl of food and shook his head apologetically.

It turned out that he had no appetite at all. He just knew that he was in urgent need of nutrition to restore his strength, so he forced himself to eat.

Wen Tingli placed the bowl on the small table beside the bed, rinsed his mouth with salt water, and then brought a basin of water and a towel into the room. Now was not the time to be polite. If it were her, she would also like someone to help her wipe her body, so she asked Lu Shicheng softly, "How about I help you wipe your face and neck?"

Lu Shicheng paused for a moment, but then nodded.

While wiping, Wen Tingli was very careful not to touch his wounds. Fortunately, most of his wounds were on the back of his head and on his chest and abdomen, and there were not many wounds on his face. While wiping, she accidentally touched his chest. His heart was beating so fast. When she lowered her head, she found that a strand of her curly hair had fallen on his face, and the two of them were getting closer and closer without realizing it.

Lu Shicheng didn't look at her, but turned his head and looked intently at the wall beside him, as if there was something special about that place that was worth his careful study.

Wen Tingli's face felt hot. She withdrew her hand as if nothing had happened and coughed softly, "I've wiped it. By the way, I'll go see if Doctor Louis is here."

After waiting at the gate for a while, Louis did not show up, so he turned back hesitantly.

When passing through the corridor, Wen Tingli stopped for a moment in front of the door of the neighbor opposite. There was no sound of people inside, which showed that the couple had gone to work early in the morning.

Wen Tingli felt slightly relieved.

As soon as I entered the house, I saw Mrs. Zhou running past me quickly, lowering her voice and saying, "Xiao Taozi, don't go over there!"

Wen Tingli hurriedly followed.

In the room, Xiao Taozi, with her messy little head, stared blankly at Lu Shicheng lying on the bed.

Lu Shicheng seemed to have fallen into a coma again. Although Xiao Taozi was young, she was used to seeing her father when he was seriously ill, and she knew at a glance that Lu Shicheng was not in good condition.

She was a little scared, so she turned around and hid behind her sister and Mrs. Zhou.

"Mr. Lu?" She pointed at Lu Shicheng lying on the bed.

"Hush, don't make any noise. There are bad guys outside who want to take Mr. Lu away. If you shout, they will come. You see, Mr. Lu is seriously injured. He needs to recuperate in our house for a few days. During this time, we must not let the bad guys outside know that Mr. Lu is here. Xiao Taozi has grown up and needs to learn to protect everyone, okay?"

Little Peach nodded vigorously.

Wen Tingli kissed her sister on the cheek, then moved closer to touch Lu Shicheng's forehead. He felt even hotter than before. She was anxious and quickly ran to the kitchen to get some ice packs and put them on Lu Shicheng's forehead. She also found the antipyretic medicine that Li Chengying had left behind last night, ground it with water, and fed the medicine to Lu Shicheng together with Mrs. Zhou.

Xiao Taozi stood by the bed and watched everything nervously. When her sister got up from the bed, she hugged her sister's legs and looked up and asked, "Mr. Lu...will he die?"

Before he finished speaking, there was a ringing sound outside the door.

The person who came was Louis. He was carrying a large suitcase in his hand, and his expression was extremely serious: "It took me a long time to get rid of those spies... Take me to see Mr. Lu's situation."

"He has a fever and just ate half a bowl of porridge."

Seeing the person on the bed, Louis gasped, walked quickly to the bedside, put the suitcase aside, took out a small flashlight, lifted Lu Shicheng's eyelids and shone it, then opened the thin quilt to look at Lu Shicheng's chest and abdomen, and finally leaned over to check the back of his head.

"Did anyone help Mr. Lu with his wounds last night?"

"Yes, one of my friends is a Western doctor. When Mr. Lu got into trouble last night, I asked her to help."

"Thank you both!" Louis said gratefully, "It was handled in a timely manner, otherwise Mr. Lu's condition would be even more troublesome. Let me do a small debridement on Mr. Lu right away. Miss Wen, I may need your help later."

Wen Tingli nodded hurriedly: "Okay."

(End of this chapter)