Lu Chenxu hugged Muta and left Long Yu's home directly.
On the elevator, Li Muta's little face was tense and his body was stiff. He was very scared at this time.
Lu Chenxu felt his son's nervousness and said softly: "Don't be afraid of Muta, uncle will take you home!"
His gentle voice sounded like magic in Li Muta's ears, and he actually felt less nervous.
So, he mustered up the courage to speak: "Uncle Lu, can you call a doctor for my father? He is injured and bleeding, I'm afraid!"
"Muta, he is not your father." Seeing that his son cared so much about Long Yu, Lu Chenxu felt very unhappy, and the expression on his face became a little serious and cold.
Li Muta trembled with fright, but he still hesitated to express his thoughts: "I know that Aunt Xiaodie is Zizhong's mother, and you are already married. He should not have bad thoughts about Aunt Xiaodie.
But, he, he is very good to Muta! Muta doesn’t want to see him feel so uncomfortable!”
At this time, the elevator had reached the first floor. After they got out of the elevator, they left the Champs Elysees Community directly.
It's almost eleven o'clock in the evening.
"Thank you for your hard work. Go back and go to the Finance Department to collect your bonus tomorrow." He politely sent the security managers away.
Then, call Lao Ma and ask him to come pick them up.
"Muta, are you hungry?" He put his son down and saw a food stall still open on the roadside.
Muta was very depressed at this time because of Long Yu.
"If you go to dinner with your uncle, he will call the doctor." After such a busy meal, to be honest, he was really a little hungry.
Muta raised his head, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes as bright as stars: "Really, Uncle Lu, you keep your word!"
He touched his son's little head: "Uncle Lu definitely means what he says."
The two people quickly sat down at the table at the entrance of the food stall. It was an early autumn night and the temperature was suitable. At this time, there were many young people eating at the table next to them.
"Muta, what do you want to eat?" he asked his son kindly.
Li Muta shook his head: "I'm not hungry, uncle, you can just eat by yourself."
It can be seen that he has been worried about Long Yu.
Lu Chenxu sighed helplessly and ordered a few homemade side dishes, a bowl of noodles and a kebab.
While waiting for the food to be served, he stared at his son's little face.
Although my son had a frown on his face, he was breathing evenly and was in good spirits.
He considered it in his mind and asked tentatively: "Muta, have you taken your medicine at night?"
Li Muta looked puzzled and nodded: "I took medicine. What's wrong, Uncle Lu?"
"Do you have emergency medicine with you?" he asked again.
Li Muta nodded again, but his smart little head had already sensed something: "Uncle Lu, I brought emergency medicine! If you have anything to say, just say it! I can bear it."
"Okay, I -" Just when he was about to reveal his identity, the waiter from the food stall came over with food.
He had no choice but to swallow the words that came to his mouth.
"Let's eat first. Let's eat first and then talk!" He took a pair of chopsticks and handed them to Li Muta.
"No, uncle, you can eat, I'm not hungry!" Li Muta politely refused.
Lu Chenxu didn't force him and started eating by himself.