Lu Jingyu listened but did not reply. Only now did she know why grandpa was so tired last night.
You don’t need to guess to know that the Lu family called someone again last night and went to the hospital to have another argument.
Lu Jingyu felt warm in her heart when she thought that her grandfather had not even said a word to her in front of her last night, and she knew that her grandfather had protected her again.
The hospital ward, where Zhou Wenjuan lives.
The Lu family members all gathered here because of Zhou Wenjuan's condition. While everyone was worried about Zhou Wenjuan's condition, Zhou Wenjuan herself was cursing hysterically.
"Why am I like this? I'm not that bitch like Lu Jingyu!"
"It's all her fault. If I had known that this would happen, I should have strangled her to death. It's all her fault. She is such an unfilial daughter. Why doesn't God have a good eye? Lu Jingyu should have been struck by lightning!
"
Zhou Wenjuan was surrounded by her husband, son, and Lu Beichen.
Because Zhou Wenjuan passed out last night and went to the emergency room again, no matter how disappointed Lu Beichen was in her, he still came to see her in a wheelchair.
When he heard his mother's condition and the vicious curses in her mouth, he frowned and looked at her and said, "The doctor said that your heart problem is caused by underlying causes and has nothing to do with my sister.
Relationship, can you please be reasonable? Can you stop blaming your sister every time something happens?"
Zhou Wenjuan didn't expect that when she was in this state, Lu Beichen didn't care about her more or helped her by scolding Lu Jingyu. Instead, he helped Lu Jingyu speak for her, and in turn blamed herself.
The fire in my heart burned even more intensely, and I used my wild energy directly on Lu Beichen.
"It's already this time, and you're still speaking for that unfilial daughter! I'm dead, how could I have a son like you!" Zhou Wenjuan sat on the hospital bed, fussing desperately as she tried to drop the hanging needle in her hand.
Lu Jingyi, who was beside her, quickly stepped forward to stop her and shouted to Lu Beichen: "Second brother, please stop talking. Mom is emotionally unstable right now. Don't irritate her anymore."
Lu Nanting looked at the farce in the ward and his head was pounding. Lu Tianze also looked at Lu Beichen with dissatisfaction and said: "Stop saying a few words, this is your mother, she is like this, what if something happens again later. But."
What to do!"
Lu Beichen was dissatisfied that the entire family protected Zhou Wenjuan in this way.
It is obvious that she is the one who is at fault. She does not distinguish between right and wrong every time. It is no wonder that Zhou Wenjuan's temper becomes more and more extreme and even worse.
Just as he was talking, Huo Beijue came in from outside the ward wearing a white coat.
Seeing the doctor's appearance, the farce in the Lu family stopped. Zhou Wenjuan also lay down on the bed honestly, and for the time being no longer made trouble about removing the needle and dying.
Lu Jingyi quickly asked Huo Beijue: "Doctor Huo, how is my mother's physical examination going?"
There was a worried expression on his face, which would make anyone's face move.
Huo Beijue just glanced at her, then turned and said to the others: "The patient's condition is that it is not suitable to be angry, as the anger damages the liver. People often say that the liver has anger, which also affects the heart, which is not conducive to the patient's condition."
He glanced at Zhou Wenjuan, who had just been having trouble on the hospital bed, and continued: "Moreover, the patient's condition is very bad. I'm afraid she will need a heart transplant in the future. Furthermore, the patient's examination report has come out. Her health is too poor. Her constitution
No, if we really do a heart transplant, the success rate of heart transplantation is only 30% at best."