Jing Shao is infertile, but his nanny is pregnant with his child.

Lu Yan looked towards the source of the sound and saw her son pushing Zhou Yanchen, walking this way.

Lu Yaguang ran towards Lu Yan, shouting, "Mom!"

After running a few steps, Lu Yaguang suddenly stopped, turned around and ran towards Zhou Yanchen, "Handsome Uncle, let me push you."

After saying that, the little guy carefully observed Zhou Yanchen's expression. He had made arrangements with Zhou Yanchen and Uncle Shuai before coming.

The little guy was afraid that if he got angry, he wouldn't take him out to play next time.

Zhou Yanchen: "Go see your mother first."

As soon as she finished speaking, Lu Yan walked up to them. "Mr. Zhou, what are you doing here?"

After asking, Lu Yan realized what was going on and looked at Lu Yaguang, "You're here to visit Qin Feng?"

Lu Yaguang nodded. "Mom, I was very good. I didn't run around. I even pushed the handsome uncle around."

Lu Yan raised her hand, wanting to rub Lu Yaguang's head.

Zhou Yanchen's expression immediately turned cold, and his voice became even angrier, "What happened to your hand?"

Lu Yan quickly withdrew her hand. "It's nothing, I just touched it."

Zhou Yanchen lifted his eyelids to look at her, "Who did you fight with this time?"

Lu Yan cried out that she was innocent, "I didn't! Don't frame me!"

Upon seeing his third brother, Zhou Yanxing disregarded the pain and hurriedly got out of the car.

Zhou Yanchen immediately noticed the wound on Zhou Yanxing's forehead, his face darkening. "What happened!"

Looking at his third brother's angry yet concerned gaze, Zhou Yanchen was no longer afraid. He was so moved that he almost cried. It was his third brother who cared about him.

Seeing his eyes redden, Zhou Yan's expression darkened even more. "What are you crying about!"

Zhou Yanxing quickly held back her tears.

Lu Yan: "Alright, alright, now is not the time to explain. Let's take Zhou Yanxing to the hospital first. He probably has a concussion, and his nose needs to be checked too."

When the impact is caused by inertia, the nose experiences the greatest force, so you need to check if the nasal bridge is broken.

Zhou Yanchen pursed his lips. "Let's go."

"Yanxing, is this our third brother?"

Zhou Yanchen looked up and saw Liang Ling. He turned back to Zhou Yanxing and asked, "Who is this?"

Before Zhou Yanxing could explain, Liang Ling walked up to Zhou Yanchen, pushed Lu Yan aside, and looked at Zhou Yanchen with a smile, "Third Brother, I'm Yanxing's girlfriend. My name is Liang Ling. I've always heard Yanxing mention you, and I'm so glad to finally meet you today."

Lu Yan was jolted by the impact.

Lu Yanqi smiled.

This person is crazy.

Zhou Yanchen frowned and immediately looked at Lu Yan.

Seeing that Lu Yan was alright, Zhou Yanchen glared at Zhou Yanxing.

Zhou Yanyan glanced apologetically at Lu Yan, then looked at Liang Ling, "Liang Ling, you should go back first."

Liang Ling said softly, "Yanxing, you got injured because of me, so I have to take you to the hospital myself."

Lu Yan rolled her eyes.

I don't understand why Zhou Yanxing likes this.

Liang Ling walked up to Zhou Yanchen again, "Third Brother, if your leg is inconvenient, you don't need to go with him. I'll take him there."

Lu Yan turned around abruptly to look at her; she certainly dared to speak her mind.

Before she'd even gotten to know Zhou Yanxing, she was already making decisions for Zhou Yanchen.

Putting everything else aside, Lu Yan really admired her courage.

Zhou Yanchen didn't look at him, but slowly looked at Zhou Yanxing.

Zhou Yanxing's headache had stopped; he was terrified.

He grabbed Liang Ling's arm and pulled her away, saying, "You should go back first."

Taking the opportunity, Liang Ling grasped his hand. "Yan Yan, how can I be at ease with you injured like this?"

Zhou Yanxing jerked his hand away from Liang Ling as if he'd been electrocuted, staring at her in horror, and scolded, "How can you, a woman, hold another man's hand like that!"

Liang Ling was hurt by Zhou Yanxing's attitude. "I've never held another man's hand. I only want to hold yours."

Zhou Yanxing took two steps back, his attitude clearly impatient. "It's getting late, I still have to go to the hospital. You should go back now. I'll come find you in a couple of days. If you follow me again, I'll never talk to you again."

After saying that, Zhou Yanxing walked quickly to Zhou Yanchen, enduring the pain, and pushed Zhou Yanchen to the car, carried him into the car, and called Lu Yan and Lu Yaguang to get in the car together.

Seeing Zhou Yanxing's terrified expression, like a respectable man being teased, Lu Yan burst out laughing.

Zhou Yanyan was very embarrassed. "Sister Yan, stop laughing and get in the car quickly."

He was just using this as a temporary measure; if Liang Ling really followed him, he wouldn't be able to do anything about it.

Lu Yan's smile remained unchanged as she opened the driver's side door. "I'll drive. You all sit in the back."

The jeep drove off smoothly.

Zhou Yanchen watched from behind as Lu Yan's hands, still wet with blood and bleeding again, felt a sharp pang in his heart.

As Lu Yan gripped the steering wheel, the moment her fingers bent, she gasped in pain.

Seeing this, Zhou Yanchen's brows furrowed even deeper.

He looked down at his legs.

He needs to get up quickly.

A dozen minutes later, the jeep stopped at the People's Hospital. Lu Yan parked the car, jumped out of the driver's seat, and together with Zhou Yanxing, carried Zhou Yanchen out of the car. She then spoke to the two of them.

"Mr. Zhou, please go ahead and line up. I'll call your mother so they won't worry."

Zhou Yanxing's already pale face turned even paler, and his tone was almost pleading, "Sister Yan, please don't tell my parents."

Lu Yan: "You might need to be hospitalized for a concussion. Your aunt and uncle need to know about your condition. If I don't tell them, I can't bear the responsibility if something happens to you."

Zhou Yan hung his head, "Go ahead and tell them."

Sister Yan is also injured, and her hand will be bandaged, so she won't be able to drive easily. We definitely need someone to drive.

When Lu Yan finished her phone call and went to the hospital, Zhou Yanxing was already inside getting an X-ray.

At this time, there is no CT scan available; the only way to determine if someone has a concussion is by taking an X-ray, along with a doctor's diagnosis.

Seeing her approach, Zhou Yan said in a deep voice, "You should also go to the orthopedics department and get an X-ray to see if there are any problems with your bones."

"I'm fine," Lu Yan said. "I just massaged it. My bones don't hurt. It's just a superficial injury. I'll put some medicine on it when I get home."

Zhou Yan frowned. What do you mean by "pinched"?

It was a bloody mess. How did she pinch it like that? Didn't she feel pain?

Zhou Yan was extremely irritated. He wanted to say something but held back. Finally, as if he couldn't hold back any longer, he asked, "Are you made of stone?"

Zhou Yan's voice was cold and hard, but behind his reproachful tone was a hint of barely perceptible heartache.

Lu Yan blinked. "I'm made of flesh."

Zhou Yanchen: "You still know you're made of flesh."

Lu Yan fell silent.

Zhou Yanchen seemed angry with her.

"What's wrong with you?"

Zhou Yan closed his eyes briefly, seemingly utterly helpless. "When will you ever start taking care of your body?"

Lu Yan blinked.

Was Zhou Yanchen feeling sorry for her?

Thinking of this, Lu Yan moved closer to him, grinned, and said, "Mr. Zhou, you look so handsome even when you're angry."