Lu Shengqing couldn't care less about the gaze of others and hurriedly said, "Yinyin, please check on the child, he has severe diarrhea, and his condition doesn't seem right."
Qiao Yin stood up and went over to the child. Just as she was about to check on him, Madam Lu rushed over in a hurry and pushed her away.
She shrieked, "He doesn't need you to check on him!"
Caught off guard by the push, Qiao Yin staggered and frowned, "The child is about to be in shock; he needs immediate treatment!"
"Nonsense, how can the child be in shock?"
Madam Lu scolded her, then snatched the child from Lu Shengqing's arms, seemingly terrified that he would give the child to Qiao Yin. She turned her head and handed the child over to the wet nurse who had followed: "Sheng Qing has never raised a child; he's making a fuss over nothing. The child is fine, let's all continue to drink tea, drink tea."