After Qiao Na washed Tao's face, she took him home to change clothes.
She hired a caregiver to take care of Yifan Lu temporarily.
After she left, the nurse entered the ward and gave Lu Yifan an infusion.
There are two small nurses of similar stature, wearing light pink nurse uniforms, nurse caps, and masks covering their faces. One is wearing elegant gold-rimmed glasses, and the other is wearing fashionable large black-rimmed glasses.
They entered the ward one after another and walked directly to Lu Yifan's bed.
Lu Yifan squinted his eyes and leaned on the bed. The nurse with gold-rimmed glasses walked up to him and said softly: "Second Young Master, we need an infusion."
No one outside knows that Lu Yifan lives in this hospital.
His doctors and nurses were all arranged by Xuehu and the others, so they all knew his identity.
Even if that were not the case, there were not many people who didn't recognize his face.
Lu Yifan's squinted eyes did not open. Of course, the infusion required inserting an needle into his hand. He lazily stretched out his uninjured hand with the back of his hand facing up and asked the nurse to insert the needle.
The nurse's soft little hands held up his hand, tied the rubber band around his wrist, and then inserted the needle.
The pain, like a mosquito bite, passed in an instant.
"Second Young Master, I still have a shot to prevent infection. Please turn aside and take off your pants."
What? You want an injection in the butt? Hearing this, Yifan Lu opened his peach-blossom eyes and frowned at the little nurses standing on both sides of him.
In what age do we still need injections in the butt?
‘Ahem’ Lu Yifan coughed twice and said with a serious face: “Just hit it on the arm.”
It must have been deliberately arranged by Xuehu and the others.
Those boys were getting impatient.
Suddenly, the nurse with black-rimmed glasses standing to his right reached out and picked up the needle on the plate in her hand, pointing the needle tip upward, and discharged the empty space inside.
He said with a slightly contemptuous tone: "Second Young Master, how old are you? Why are you still acting like a child when you get an injection?"
As she said that, she reached out to take off Yifan Lu's pants.
Lu Yifan suddenly smiled, a cunning light flashed quickly in his eyes.
He ordered the nurse standing on the left: "You stay here while I beat you, and you get out."
When he spoke, the little nurse naturally did not dare to disobey, "Yes."
The nurse wearing gold-rimmed glasses responded, turned around and left the ward.
After she went out, she closed the door.
There was only one petite nurse and Lu Yifan left in the ward.
"Second Young Master, turn around, I'm going to give you an injection." The nurse reminded Lu Yifan kindly, holding the needle.
Her beautiful almond-shaped eyes behind her glasses were shining with excitement, as if she was about to do something very exciting.
Yifan Lu frowned and said coquettishly: "Ms. Nurse, I'm afraid of pain."
As he spoke, he bit his lip with his teeth, his peach blossom eyes sparkling, as if he was expecting something exciting to happen.
The nurse's almond-shaped eyes were crescent, she shook her head gently and coaxed: "It's okay, I'll do it gently."
She bent over and the needle in her hand moved closer to Yifan Lu's butt.
Yifan Lu gritted his teeth and reached out to grab the nurse's hand holding the needle, "But I'm still afraid."
The nurse's almond-shaped eyes became more and more charming, like two crescent moons. She lowered her waist and leaned close to Lu Yifan's ear, very close, "Don't be afraid, it will be fine soon."
The tone was eerie.
"Then help me take it off, my hands are inconvenient." Lu Yifan said, turning slightly sideways, "Ms. Nurse, you must be slower."