Carrying My Sugar Daddy Through the Apocalypse – CH71

Chapter 71: Be Nicer to Your Son

“What’s wrong?” Xiong Jie noticed Xi Shi’s hesitation and asked.

“I just…” Xi Shi looked at Li Zhuang and said timidly, “Earlier, I’m sorry, it was my suggestion to give those children food, that’s why…”

“It’s okay,” Li Zhuang himself wasn’t soft-hearted, but he could somewhat understand. Besides, Xi Shi’s reaction was normal, not even close to being a saint.

The others didn’t know why Xi Shi hesitated to speak to Lu Weiyi, but Ning Yuan had seen it. He took the initiative to explain for Lu Weiyi, “Brother Xi, Mingxu has a fever, Weiyi was just anxious for a moment and didn’t mean anything towards anyone. You don’t need to take it to heart.”

Xiong Jie also patted Xi Shi’s shoulder, indicating that he didn’t need to worry about it.

Just as they were talking about Lu Weiyi, they saw Lu Weiyi come out again. With a wave of his hand, several beds appeared in the living room, along with stacks of bedding.

“I was just about to ask if you had any,” Xu Sa impolitely dragged Liu Rui to pick things, while Lu Weiyi returned to the room to continue making the bed that was half-done.

Everyone had a clear division of labor. After Li Zhuang and Antonio fixed the electricity, the livable areas of the villa had also been roughly wiped down. They didn’t look very clean, but they weren’t so dirty that they were unbearable. Ning Yuan looked around and said, “We’re not staying for long, just a rough clean-up should be enough.”

The others agreed. After all, cleaning thoroughly would waste water, and they weren’t as extravagant as Lu Weiyi.

Xi Shi had boiled the hot water, and Lin Yimu helped pour it into the bathtub. Before Lu Weiyi carried Zhuang Mingxu in, he threw a batch of medicine taken from the Dongshan County Hospital pharmacy into the living room and said to Gu Qingyue, “I need some anti-inflammatory and antipyretic medicine.”

Even though they had seen Lu Weiyi take out and put away things several times, the sight of an entire pharmacy’s worth of medicine appearing in the living room at once still amazed everyone.

“Okay, I’ll find it as soon as possible,” Gu Qingyue replied to Lu Weiyi and quickly went to find the necessary medicine.

“I want to suck up to him,” Xu Sa said softly, giving himself a thumbs-up, and quickly asked Gu Qingyue what medicine he needed so he could help find it.

Seeing this, the others immediately went to help as well. Lin Yimu smiled and took Zhuang Ai Yi to wash in another large basin, not participating in this unique “collective activity.”

In the room, his clothes had been stripped off, and Lu Weiyi finally saw that Zhuang Mingxu’s knees were swollen like two steamed buns, and there were several bruises on his body, probably from being beaten. Lu Weiyi’s suppressed anger was ignited again.

Li Ji!

He chewed on this name for the umpteenth time, secretly vowing to make him experience the feeling of his kneecaps being shattered.

Just after washing him and putting him on the bed, Gu Qingyue knocked on the door. “Come in,” Lu Weiyi said, reaching out to wipe Zhuang Mingxu’s hair. “Did you find it?”

“Mmm,” Gu Qingyue replied. “Let me check his injuries first.”

“Okay,” Zhuang Mingxu’s knees were swollen too badly, so Lu Weiyi didn’t put pants on him, just covered him slightly, revealing his knees. He asked Gu Qingyue, “He was hit, does he need surgery to recover?”

Gu Qingyue reached out and pressed down. “We need a CT scan to confirm.”

“CT machine?” Lu Weiyi asked.

“Yes,” Gu Qingyue replied. “I’ll give him an IV first. After he wakes up, I’ll ask about the situation and then list the necessary equipment for you.” Gu Qingyue had no doubt that Lu Weiyi would definitely go find it.

“Okay, thank you,” Lu Weiyi tucked the blanket around Zhuang Mingxu and pulled out his hand to place it on the edge of the bed.

Gu Qingyue neatly prepared the IV fluid, inserted the needle into Zhuang Mingxu ,instructed him to watch out for infiltration, then got up and went out.

After two soft “thump-thump” sounds, Lin Yimu opened the door, carrying Zhuang Ai Yi wrapped in a sheet.

“Young Master, do you have any clothes for children? And things like milk powder and bottles for kids?”

“Seems like…” Lu Weiyi checked his space and directly released a shelf from a maternity and baby store. “I do.”

Lin Yimu knew that he probably wouldn’t know which one to give to the child. He picked out a comfortable and cute panda-patterned set and asked Zhuang Ai Yi on the side, “Ai Yi, do you know which kind of milk you drink?”

Zhuang Ai Yi looked around, pointed his little finger at a can, and said softly, “It’s that one.”

“Ai Yi is so smart,” Lin Yimu took it out, then took a bottle and asked Lu Weiyi to put away the rest. While dressing Zhuang Ai Yi, he asked about Zhuang Mingxu’s condition.

“His kneecaps might be shattered, he needs some equipment to check if he needs surgery,” Lu Weiyi replied.

Lin Yimu’s face looked a bit grim, but having come this far, he was mentally prepared. He just said silently, “It’s good that he’s alive.”

“Little Papa,” Zhuang Ai Yi, who had been ignored all this time, looked timidly at Lu Weiyi and asked, “Can I stay with Big Papa? I promise not to talk and I’ll be good.”

Zhuang Mingxu used to often go to the research institute to see Zhuang Ai Yi, and occasionally brought him home for short stays. In addition, Zhuang Ai Yi had been with Zhuang Mingxu for more than half a month since the apocalypse, so he definitely relied on Zhuang Mingxu. Especially now that everyone around him was unfamiliar, and the only person he knew as Little Papa didn’t seem to like him very much, even a comatose Big Papa made Zhuang Ai Yi feel secure.

Lu Weiyi frowned, before he could answer, Lin Yimu immediately persuaded, “Let Ai Yi stay here. If Mingxu wakes up, he’ll definitely want to see him.”

That was true. Zhuang Mingxu seemed to have cared a lot about this son before.

Lu Weiyi nodded, and Lin Yimu immediately placed Zhuang Ai Yi on the bed, snuggling him close to Zhuang Mingxu. “Uncle will go make milk for you. Papa is sick and needs to rest. Ai Yi be good.”

“Mmm, Ai Yi good,” Zhuang Ai Yi, now clean, combined the best features of both his parents and looked particularly adorable. His fair and tender appearance was especially endearing, and in these apocalyptic times, children still brought a glimmer of hope.

“Young Master, you…” Lin Yimu wanted to say something to Lu Weiyi, but with Zhuang Ai Yi present, it felt inconvenient. Just as he was wondering if he should call someone in to watch Zhuang Mingxu’s IV drip, Ning Yuan, who had learned the situation from Gu Qingyue, came in with red eyes.

“You watch Mingxu, the Young Master and I have something to talk about,” Lin Yimu said.

“Okay,” Ning Yuan nodded.

Lu Weiyi checked the IV drip and got up to follow Lin Yimu out of the room.

“Lu Xiaoyi, leave some food out now that you’re out,” the group had also heard about Zhuang Mingxu’s condition and felt it was better not to disturb Lu Weiyi, so they hadn’t asked him for food.

Xi Shi had cooked a flour-based soup, and everyone planned to eat whatever they could find to go with it before resting. Now that Lu Weiyi had come out himself, there was naturally no reason to let him off the hook.

Having been preoccupied with Zhuang Mingxu, Lu Weiyi had forgotten that these people were still waiting for food. He reached out and placed all the supplies he had put in the space earlier in the living room. “Sorry, I forgot.”

The living room was piled high with things. Lu Weiyi had even brought out the dozen or so bags of wheat and a pile of corn from the village earlier, making the others look at each other in surprise.

Li Zhuang was half-lying on the sofa, smoking a cigarette, looking at the things in the living room. He tapped off some ash and said, “Kid, how about we form a team to search for supplies together?”

The others also looked at Lu Weiyi. In fact, in everyone’s eyes, they were already a team, but now that it was out in the open, it was definitely to use Lu Weiyi’s space to store supplies. After all, having a space ability user on hand would definitely make collecting supplies much easier.

Why search for supplies? I’ve already found Zhuang Mingxu, can’t I just be a couch potato now?

Li Zhuang could tell what he was thinking from his inexplicable expression. He reached out to stop anyone from speaking and looked at Lin Yimu and Ning Yuan. “You two should ask that Mr. Zhuang, right? The few of us have decent abilities, we also have ability users, and most importantly, our character is fine. Even if we go to Qingyuan, we’ll definitely have to go out to find supplies. At least with us, no one will stab you in the back.”

Lin Yimu nodded. “I’ll ask for Mingxu’s opinion when he wakes up.”

“Young Master, I made some soup. Is there anything else you’d like to eat?” Although Ning Yuan had spoken up for him, Xi Shi still felt a bit uneasy and took the initiative to talk to Lu Weiyi.

“Brother Xi, just call me Lu Weiyi,” Lin Yimu called him Young Master out of habit. In fact, not many really treated him like a young master. Li Zhuang’s was purely teasing, and Xi Shi wasn’t a servant, so it felt awkward for everyone to call him that. “I’m not picky. Hmm… please make something nutritious and easy to digest for Zhuang Mingxu. Tell me anytime if you need anything.”

After Lu Weiyi finished speaking, he was about to go see what Lin Yimu wanted to talk to him about. He turned his head and saw Lin Yimu making milk powder, remembering that there was also Zhuang Ai Yi. He turned his head again to look at Xi Shi. “And something for Zhuang Ai Yi to eat.” Okay, he didn’t know what Zhuang Ai Yi ate.

Seeing that he didn’t seem to care about what happened at the gate at all, Xi Shi felt relieved. “Okay, then I’ll cook some porridge and keep it warm, Ai Yi can drink that too.”

“Okay, thank you,” Lu Weiyi said, quickly walking towards Lin Yimu.

Lin Yimu was looking at the milk powder instructions. He wasn’t very clear about the ratio of milk powder to water, and he didn’t know how much milk Zhuang Ai Yi could drink at this age, so he could only feel his way around. “Young Master.”

“Brother Mu, what did you want to say to me?”

“Young Master, Ai Yi will definitely be staying with us in the future, right?”

Lu Weiyi nodded. Something must have happened at the research institute for Zhuang Mingxu to have brought him along. At least they shared blood, so he couldn’t just abandon him.

“Then Young Master, you should be nicer to him. After all, he’s your and Mingxu’s child, and he’s only three years old. He must have suffered a lot following Mingxu. Besides, the world is like this now, and it might not be like before where many people take care of him. If you don’t care about him, how can others value him? They might bully him when we’re not paying attention. The child is also afraid of you, so he definitely wouldn’t dare to say anything, wouldn’t that be making him feel wronged?” 

Lu Weiyi had a cold personality, and with Zhuang Mingxu taking care of everything, his thoughts were sometimes different from ordinary people, but he understood the reasoning, especially since he had personally experienced the superficial obedience and double-dealing of those around him. This made him more receptive to what Lin Yimu was saying.

Sure enough, Lu Weiyi raised an eyebrow, as if thinking of something, a disgusted expression flashing across his face. “I understand, I’ll pay attention.”

“Okay, take this and give it to Ai Yi to drink. I don’t know how much he needs at this age. If it’s not enough, you can make some more,” Lin Yimu saw that he had listened and didn’t say more, handing him the milk bottle and going to help move things.

Lu Weiyi took it. As soon as he returned to the room, he saw Ning Yuan hastily wipe his face.

“Weiyi’s back, then I’ll go out and help,” Ning Yuan said, his eyes red, and got up to leave in a hurry.

“His leg will get better, don’t blame yourself,” Lu Weiyi gave the milk bottle to Zhuang Ai Yi and said, “Tell me if it’s not enough.”

Ning Yuan paused as he pulled the door, said “Mmm,” but in his heart, he only thought Lu Weiyi was comforting him.

Lu Weiyi didn’t know if he believed him or not, but it didn’t matter anyway. He knew what he needed to do.