Chapter 285: Chapter 285 There is Still a Tough Battle to Fight! Chapter 285: Chapter 285 There is Still a Tough Battle to Fight! The family doctor’s gas pedal was nearly worn through.

After a checkup, he found the child was just overheated. He had almost thought someone had died!

“Old Ji, don’t worry, the child is fine. Just keep the diet light for now, drink more water, and eat more fruits and vegetables. Cut down on, better yet, avoid puffed snacks, and it’ll all be better in a couple of days.”

That was it! The sky had fallen!

Hearing that Lu Nuonuo couldn’t have snacks, she lay sickly on the living room sofa, looking in disbelief at the handsome uncle in front of her. How could he say something so cold and heartless?

To a two-year-old child, this really was too much to bear.

The mobile phone on the coffee table hadn’t ended the call.

Over at Lu Xining’s side, the several people who heard the doctor’s advice finally felt their hearts return to their chests.

On this side, Ji Muye, the brothers Ji Chao who had finished their class upstairs upon hearing the commotion, also relaxed their tense nerves.

Ji Chao held Little Dumpling’s hand the whole time, worry filling his eyes.

“It’s good that sister is okay.”

At this moment, Ji Ze had already started to clean up the snack cabinet under the coffee table. He locked the cabinet and pulled out the key to give to Ji Muye.

“Dad, I won’t eat the snacks either while sister is sick.”

Ever since Ji Ze had Little Dumpling as a sister, he seemed to act more like a big brother.

He, who usually loved snacks the most, could even abstain from them for his sister, which slightly surprised Ji Muye.

“Dad, I won’t eat either,” echoed Ji Chao.

Ji Muye gripped the key in his hand and gently patted their little heads with reassurance, “Ji Chao, Ji Ze, you are such good brothers. Tomorrow, dad will have someone bring you new toys.”

Once again feeling like her world had crumbled, Lu Nuonuo completely lost her freedom to have snacks.

She pouted and tugged at the doctor who was preparing medicine.

“Handsome uncle, can Nuonuo really never have snacks again?”

The doctor, realizing his sleeve was being tightly clutched by the child, looked down and couldn’t help but smile.

“Who said that? Uncle just said for the next few days you can’t have them.”

He patted her fluffy little head with a gentle tone, “Once your nosebleed stops, you can have snacks again.”

“Wow! Really?” Lu Nuonuo’s big, bright eyes suddenly lit up.

Her eyes, shiny like black jewels, powerfully conveyed her love for snacks.

Little Dumpling asked expectantly, “Then, can I still have candy?”

Ji Muye glanced at his friend who still wanted to pat his daughter’s head and picked her up into his arms.

“You can, but only one piece per day.”

The doctor touched his nose, not expecting his old friend to be jealous over even him.

Ji Muye urged, “If you’re done, you can leave now.”

“It’s not like that, we’re as close as brothers. At least let me have a drink of water before I go? I nearly burned out the accelerator getting here, and this is how you treat me?”

Ji Muye cut off his following words with a direct statement.

“I’ve paid you, ten times the market rate.”

“…” The doctor was speechless.

After prescribing some children’s medicine to clear heat, he was sent packing by Ji Muye.

It was already past his daughter’s bedtime, and Lu Xining asked, “Nuonuo, what’s going on, why haven’t you gone to sleep so late today?”

Lu Nuonuo, with eyes as kind as gemstones, blinked and confessed truthfully.

“Mommy, it rained at uncle’s house.”

“Nuonuo and brother slept this afternoon and now can’t sleep.”

Ji Muye, having just seen his friend out and returning to overhear Lu Xining’s words, recounted the afternoon’s events.

The three children had slept a little longer than usual in the afternoon.

This led to all three siblings still being wide awake late at night, but it was almost time to send them to bed.

Hearing this, Lu Xining nodded.

She reminded, “In the future, if the kids aren’t awake by their usual time, we must wake them up; otherwise, their biological clocks will get messed up.”

Ji Muye acknowledged with a response.

After chatting with the three children for a while, Lu Xining urged them to go to sleep.

Ji Chao took one in each hand, leading his brother and sister upstairs.

Almost the instant the children left, the phone on the other side was hung up by Lu Xining, not even leaving Ji Muye a minute more, which left him feeling extremely frustrated.

In the living room in Port City, Fu Junhang and Haozi were lecturing Jing Zheng, and immediately fell silent when they saw her hang up and return.

Jing Zheng, who was crouching on the couch like a quail, finally found some peace for his ears.

He looked at Lu Xining, hollowed out yet with a mix of grievance and helplessness, and said, “Sis, if you don’t come back, I’m going to be drowned in their spit.”

“You deserve it.”

Lu Xining put down her phone and sat on the couch opposite them.

She went over the details of the charity event happening tomorrow with them all once again.

This time she didn’t allow Jing Zheng to go but had Fu Junhang attend with her.

Because the old lady from the Mu Family, Fu Junhang’s maternal grandmother, would be attending the charity press conference tomorrow.

The man had a naturally handsome and spirited face, filled with an unrestrained wildness between his brows, yet disfigured with a terrifying scar that added seven parts of fierce aggression to his appearance, making him look like a menacing demon.

“Monkey, have you decided?” She didn’t want Jing Zheng’s affair to trap him in a situation he disliked.

Even if Fu Junhang didn’t reclaim his mother’s identity, Lu Xining had other ways to make Mu Suyu face the consequences she deserved.

Cold and profound, his eagle eyes glanced at Jing Zheng, who had been harangued to near death.

Fu Junhang said, “This isn’t just for Jing Zheng.”

Mu Suyu had stolen not just his mother’s life but also the future harmony of her family.

His mother didn’t have to suffer so much in this world.

Fu Junhang said coldly, “She owes me a life, and she must pay the price for it.”

He didn’t care about the inheritance of the Mu Family, but he despised seeing the murderess of his mother, parading as a ‘charitable socialite’ in front of the public, still preening and prancing around brightly.

Compared to Jing Zheng and Fu Junhang’s backstory, Haozi, an orphan, didn’t have as many troublesome matters; his slender and lean figure sank into the couch.

His voice was clear and cool, “Wherever I’m needed, just say the word.”

Seeing his mind was set, Lu Xining entrusted him with the follow-up arrangements.

The original return date was also put on hold for these matters.

The day to see her daughter and son would have to be postponed yet again.

Lu Xining sincerely expressed, “Rest early, I’ll see you in the morning.”

There was a tough battle to fight tomorrow!

The three of them each went back to their rooms to rest.

And to prevent Jing Zheng from sneaking off again, Fu Junhang and Haozi moved into the same building and hoisted him in between their rooms.

Jing Zheng: “…”

What would it take for them to believe that he wasn’t actually going to kill himself?

The bright moon hung high, illuminating the way home under the night sky, but it couldn’t reach into the dark and quiet basement at that moment.

As if it were a forgotten corner.

Two people were bound in a very bizarre position by their limbs and hung from a pillar.

In a space where one couldn’t see their own hand in front of them, no sound could be heard.

Their mouths were also sealed, unable to cry out for help.