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Chapter 145: Chapter 145: Do You Know Who Lu Sheng Is!
Everyone witnessed the scene.
Debris from the exploding chandelier surrounded them, and Lu Youming was right below where the chandelier had been, blood seeping through the fingers clasped around his neck.
A shard from the chandelier had slashed Lu Youming’s neck, and now the blood would not stop.
And Lu Youming had hemophilia.
A cut from debris was a minor issue for anyone else present, but it was Lu Youming who had received a significant gash.
For someone with a blood clotting disorder, even a small wound could be life-threatening if bleeding continued; the current degree of blood loss was even more alarming.
The entire Lu Family was in shock.
"Brother!" Seeing Lu Youming clutching his neck on the ground, Lu Youye’s eyes widened as he shouted and rushed over.
Lu Youye, who was born just a minute after Lu Youming and rarely addressed him as "brother," was now calling out to him in desperation.
Even the usually composed Lu Siyan quickly stepped forward, struggling to keep himself calm.
He pulled out a white handkerchief from his trouser pocket and pressed it tightly against Lu Youming’s wound to stop the bleeding.
But with Lu Youming’s condition, and a wound so large, with no clotting tools on hand, this measure was never going to be enough to stem the flow of blood.
In just a short ten seconds or so, the blood gushing from Lu Youming’s neck had soaked through the handkerchief, causing everyone’s heart to skip a beat.
"Where’s the light! Why hasn’t anyone brought over the lamp yet!"
Lu Jingyan, who had lost his usual composure, was nearly trembling as he pulled out his phone to dial emergency services.
"...Don’t be scared, Youming. Big brother is here, big brother is calling the ambulance now, you’ll be okay."
It was unclear whether these words were meant to comfort Lu Youming, or Lu Jingyan himself.
The scene had turned chaotic in the blink of an eye.
Among those present, including Lan Yu and Han Jing who were aware of Lu Youming’s condition, everyone’s heart hung in suspense, yet they didn’t dare to approach.
Only Yao Xuantong, the outsider, was unaware of Lu Youming’s illness.
Seeing the Lu family’s reaction, she found it inexplicably puzzling.
A boy with just a cut on his neck and some bleeding—why was everyone overreacting, even calling for an ambulance?
Her face had been cut too!
She was a female celebrity who relied on her appearance, yet no one even bothered to ask if she was okay. What kind of manners did this family have?
Yao Xuantong wanted to complain to Lu Qianrou, only to notice that Lu Qianrou, standing beside her, was staring at Lu Youming with eyes wide in disbelief.
"What’s wrong, Qianrou? Did the debris cut you too?" Yao Xuantong asked, puzzled.
With trembling lips, it seemed as if Lu Qianrou hadn’t heard Yao Xuantong’s question, as she spoke shakily, "I forgot... I forgot about Fourth Brother’s illness."
"I didn’t mean to kill Fourth Brother... I really didn’t. It was his bad luck that he was slashed by the debris, it’s not my fault!"
Lu Qianrou’s speech was unclear, and Yao Xuantong couldn’t make it out.
But the next second, she saw Mrs. Lu, Jiang Ting, already rushing toward her son in a panic.
"How could this damned chandelier just explode out of nowhere!!"
Jiang Ting completely abandoned any pretense of her previous ladylike image, clutching onto Lu Youming and panicking, "Youming, Youming, don’t be scared! Your big brother has called the ambulance, Mom won’t let anything happen to you!"
In terms of intelligence, Lu Youming had the highest IQ among the five Lu brothers.
Since birth, he was a prodigy, his mind far surpassing that of ordinary people. Whatever he did, he excelled beyond reach, and his frail health only made people more sympathetic.
Therefore, among the five children, Lu Youming was the one Mrs. Jiang loved and was proudest of from a young age.
It was only then that Mrs. Wang hurried over with an emergency light, momentarily illuminating the Great Hall.
Seeing Lu Youming’s face growing paler, even his lips devoid of color, and the blood on his neck uncontrollably gushing out, Jiang Ting felt like she was about to collapse.
Today is Friday, and it would take at least twenty minutes for an ambulance to arrive from the city. With such severe bleeding, she didn’t even know if her son could last until the ambulance came.
Her son, would her son...
However, just as Jiang Ting was on the verge of breaking down in tears, suddenly a slender hand reached out, attempting to touch Lu Youming: "Let me see Fourth Brother."
Jiang Ting looked up and saw the person approaching was Lu Sheng, and immediately, she was infuriated.
She pointed at Lu Sheng’s nose and cursed without hesitation: "Let you see? Let you see what? See how badly my son is injured?"
"You wretched spawn, stay away from my son! Don’t think that just because you’ve been in the Lu Family for so many days, you’re really one of us!"
"The offspring of a vile person is always a vile breed! Take your filthy hands off my son and get away from here!"
"...Mom, what are you saying!"
Lu Jingyan was stunned to hear these words.
He had thought that after so many days at home, his mother had accepted Lu Sheng, but he didn’t expect Jiang Ting to still loathe Lu Sheng so much.
Moreover, there were outsiders present, and she actually cursed Lu Sheng so harshly in front of everyone, utterly disregarding Lu Sheng’s feelings, which was far from decorous.
After Jiang Ting finished her tirade, Lu Sheng’s expression remained calm. But just as she was about to act, her hand was suddenly tightly grasped by Lu Youming’s left hand that wasn’t covered in blood.
The cool temperature of the young man’s body was conveyed through their touching hands, Lu Youming lifted his pale face, and his voice trembled slightly as he called out: "...Sister."
That day, when he was feverish and confused, it was Lu Sheng who stayed by his side, making the night that he thought would be as unbearable as previous illnesses, surprisingly pass with ease.
Lu Sheng’s arrival brought warmth to Lu Youming’s previously lonely life, a warmth he had never felt before.
Perhaps after that night, even if he didn’t call Lu Sheng ’sister’ like his other brothers, Lu Youming had already accepted this new important presence in his world.
I could have borne the darkness if I had not seen the sun. Having experienced the warmth of mutual dependence, one would fear its loss.
So, Lu Youming was afraid, afraid that Lu Sheng would retract her hand and leave upon hearing Jiang Ting’s insults, and thus he instinctively held her hand.
But Lu Sheng had no intention of leaving.
She held onto Lu Youming’s hand, looking earnestly at Lu Jingyan: "Big Brother, I can save Fourth Brother, can I take him to my room?"
Seeing Lu Jingyan nodding, the next second Lu Sheng directly lifted Lu Youming up and headed toward her room.
Seeing this scene, Jiang Ting was dumbfounded on the spot.
How was it possible for Lu Sheng, a frail girl, to lift her son so effortlessly?
And more to the point, how could her eldest son dare to let this Lu Sheng take Youming away? Wasn’t this joking with Youming’s life?
A high school student like Lu Sheng knows nothing! Even doctors can’t guarantee to save Youming, how can she? Does she even hear herself??
"Jingyan, have you lost your mind! You let this little wretch take Youming to her room, do you want your brother to die?"
As Jiang Ting was about to step forward and intervene, Lu Jingyan could no longer contain his frustration and sharply pulled his mother aside, exclaiming: "Mom, you look down on Lu Sheng at every turn, but do you know who Lu Sheng is?"
"She is the closed-door disciple of the Master of Traditional Medicine, Feng Guolin, and even that Divine Doctor Gao He, who is gaining fame in Jiang City, has to kneel respectfully in front of her and call her ’Master Uncle’."
"If Lu Sheng says she can save Youming, then she must have her way. If you keep causing a scene and Youming can’t be rescued in time, the person who will have killed him is you!"
