Lu Liangwei nodded. "Yes."
The Dowager Duchess was a little concerned. "But…"
Right then, Long Yang walked in with Lu Tingchen and said warmly, "Don't worry, Madam. I'll go with Weiwei."
The Dowager Duchess was glad to hear this. "Be careful, then."
"We will." Long Yang gave her a small nod.
Lu Liangwei glanced at Lu Tingchen and saw sweat on his forehead—he had clearly rushed back here. "Don't worry, Big Bro. I've already examined Dad. His injury is under control and he'll be fine. He's just passed out from losing too much blood."
Lu Tingchen was already by the bed, gazing at his father. When he heard what his sister said, he was relieved.
He turned and looked at Lu Liangwei and Long Yang. "I'll go too."
Lu Liangwei frowned. "Dad's not awake yet, and Grandmother's old. It's better if you stay at home and take care of Dad. His Majesty can go with me."
