Lu Yun was rendered speechless by Shen Mianmian's blockade, which made her seem like an unreasonable shrew. However, the thought of her son being hospitalized because of Shen Mianmian made her heart harden again.
"If my son isn't seriously hurt or suffer any complications, I'll let this go. Otherwise, I won't let you off the hook."
"Let's go see Siyuan first!" Shen Mianmian, not wanting to make futile explanations, led Lu Yun towards the ward.
Hearing the noise outside, Lu Siyuan thought it was Shen Mianmian returning, but when he saw it was Lu Yun, his face changed, and he turned his head away.
"Siyuan, how are you feeling? Does anything hurt?" Seeing her son wrapped in bandages, Lu Yun's eyes reddened with distress, as she sat beside Lu Siyuan's bed and took his hand.
Lu Siyuan responded awkwardly, "It doesn't hurt," and then fell silent.
