Mr. Lu, don't abuse me, Madam really won't give you andrology treatment

Mrs. Lu also wanted to step forward to help him, but he avoided her with a cold face. She stood there with red eyes aggrieved, not daring to step forward any more.

It wasn't that she was afraid of Lu Mingzhen, it was because Lu Mingzhen's heart palpitations were so severe that she was afraid that she would make him sick again.

Now she has to rely on Lu Mingzhen to support her and her grandson. He cannot die, otherwise Lu Lingche will have the final say in this family. How will she and her grandson survive then?
Lu Mingzhen actually had no intention of being angry with her at this moment. People tend to figure out many things between life and death. Now, the most important thing is his own body.

He was so angry just now that he almost died of anger. Now he can breathe and walk again, which he cherishes very much.

Lu Lingche helped Lu Mingzhen go upstairs, helped him lie down on the bed, and then turned to leave.

Lu Mingzhen couldn't help but said: "Why are you so unfilial? I can't move, can't you cover me with a quilt? Do you think of me as a son?"

Lu Lingche turned around and said, "Wasn't it nice to go upstairs just now? And you still have the energy to scold me. I don't think you have any problem with covering yourself up."

He was standing there, and it was obvious that he could reach out his hand, but he refused to help cover him up.

Lu Mingzhen's heart started to hurt again because he was so angry, but he had nothing to do with Lu Lingche. In order not to get sick from being angry anymore, he could only pull up the quilt and cover himself.

Lu Lingche saw that he cared about his life and knew that he would not fall ill. He asked indifferently: "Is there anything else? If nothing happens, I'll go."

"Have."

Lu Mingzhen sighed and whispered: "When I was about to die just now, I regretted it in my heart."

Lu Lingche asked expressionlessly: "What do you regret?"

"I regret not being nicer to you before."

Lu Lingche still looked expressionless: "That's it? Are you done? I'm leaving now."

Lu Mingzhen couldn't help but glare at him: "Why are you leaving in such a hurry? I almost died, so you can't stay at home for a little longer! You unfilial son! If your elder brother was still alive, he would definitely not be like you!" Aren't you alive again? You're so full of life, scolding me more vigorously than ever. Why should I stay here, listening to you scold me?"

"Qiao Yin has said that I can't be angry because of my illness. Are you still angry with me? Are you afraid that I will die too slowly?"

When Lu Lingche heard him mention Qiao Yin, he finally endured it. After all, it was the result of Qiao Yin's labor, and he really shouldn't take it so seriously.

He sat on the sofa, his tone still cold: "What on earth are you going to say?"

"The agreement that you gave up the family property inheritance should be invalidated!"

"why?"

"You are also my son, and now you are also my only son. Everything in the Lu family should belong to you."

Lu Lingche didn't know why he was so angry, so he said indifferently: "No, I don't need it."

Lu Mingzhen looked at him and felt that his youngest son really looked like him, including his appearance, personality, and stubborn temper.

Other people's sons and daughters were beaten to death in order to grab property. But when it comes to him, let alone robbing property, he even forces it on his son and the son doesn't want it. It's really a bad thing.

Lu Mingzhen emphasized his tone: "I'm not discussing with you, I'm informing you."

There was still a dull pain in his heart, reminding him that he was no longer young and that his health had turned red.

His voice was filled with vicissitudes of life: "I don't necessarily know how long I can live. I was lucky today. Qiao Yin came to treat me very quickly. If I go on a business trip one day, or there is no one around me, and I suddenly get sick, Qiao Yin will Yin won’t be able to save me in time, so I have to make plans early.”