On the side, Lu Mingzhen suddenly said in a cold voice, "If Qiao Yin truly harbored resentment against the Lu Family, would she have saved Shengqing? Would she have saved me? I think you are merely projecting your pettiness onto a noble heart!"
"You're calling me petty?!"
Madam Lu was extremely annoyed inside, but her face showed a wounded expression, and she immediately began to cry, "It's true she saved you, but she did it for money! You know how ugly it was when she and Lingche divorced; it's not like you don't know. She holds a grudge against the Lu Family, I'm not wrong!"
Lu Shengqing sighed and wiped her tears, "Alright, Mom, stop crying. Qiao Yin isn't what you think. She might not really want to associate with Lingche, but her attitude towards the rest of our family is still quite good. You should stop worrying about transferring hospitals. With my condition, it's not suitable to transfer now. Let's stay here for a few days, then I can go home."