“I know, leave the matter to me.” Baird Lane said weakly.
The old man stared him right in the eye, “You’ll do it? With your feelings for that woman at The Bort Family, you’d lay down your hands?”
Baird Lane’s eyes flashed rapidly, “Yes, with Molly, I may not be tolerant, but I won’t let you down, Grandfather.”
The old man heard his words and stroked his beard for a few seconds, “Alright, I’ll leave it to you, if what you do doesn’t satisfy me, I’ll do it myself, and by then it’ll be too late for you to regret it, Baird Lane, I want you to remember this, don’t think that just because the old man is getting old, I can just deal with it.”
“I know grandpa.” Baird Lane answered in a faint voice with downcast eyes.
“Lao Fu!” The old master shouted at the door of the study.
Fu Bo pushed the door in and the first thing he smelled was a strong odor of blood.
He held his breath slightly as he looked toward Baird Lane, and at that moment, gasped.
His Lordship also hit too hard.
Young master’s injuries will take off his skin even if he doesn’t die!
But the young master is really strong, he hasn’t fainted even after being injured like this, worthy of being a member of The Lane Family!
Thinking so, Fu Bo heard the old man’s shout again, “Old Fu!”
Fu Bo hurriedly returned to his senses, “Master.”
“Send him back.” The old man pointed to a nearly fainting Baird Lane.
Uncle Fu nodded, “I know, but before sending it back, should we have the doctor come over to take a look at Young Master?”
“What are you looking at, just let it be, let him learn a lesson, and then let someone show him when he can’t make it through.” The old master calmly picked up his teacup and sipped his tea.
Fubar didn’t dare to speak and walked over to Baird Lane, “Young master, shall I help you back?”
Baird Lane raised his eyes, “Thanks foo …”
Before the words were finished, he suddenly turned pale and his tall body fell forward, collapsing to the ground with a thud, after which he was unconscious.
This turn of events caused both the old man and Uncle Fu to be startled.
The old man couldn’t even reach for his cane, he put down his teacup and walked over quickly, “Baird? Baird?”
Furber knows about health and immediately went to check on Baird Lane.
The old man looked on and asked nervously, “How is he?”
Uncle Fu breathed a sigh of relief, “Master don’t worry, young master he fainted.”
“Just passed out?” The old man was still a bit uneasy.
Fu Bo nodded his head again and again with certainty, “It really is just fainting, but it is truly remarkable that the young master was injured so severely and managed to last until this point before fainting.”
“That’s good.” The old man was finally relieved and returned to his chair trembling, “Old Fu ah, do you think I’ve been a little too heavy handed?”
Fu Bo looked at Baird Lane and really didn’t have the courage to say something against his will, “It’s a bit heavy, Master you’re basically beating the young master to death, but thinking about all the things the young master has done, I think it’s right for you to beat him like this, Master.”
“Yes, I just can’t figure out why my grandson, when it comes to male-female relationships, is such a muddle-headed person, it’s really pitiful for that Christine child and my great-grandson …” The old man looked down and touched the corners of his moist eyes.
Uncle Fu sighed heartbrokenly, “Yes, to be honest, within all of this, the most innocent person is the young granny and the child in her belly, it’s a pity that that child is gone.”
“It’s us, The Lane Family, who are sorry for Christine,” the old man closed his eyes sadly, and when he opened them again, they were cold, “Find a doctor to give him some medicine and just make sure he lives, don’t send him to the hospital, I want him to experience a few more days of What is called pain!”
“Yes.” Fubar answered, then helped the fainting Baird Lane out.
An hour later, Furber drove Baird Lane back to the cottage.
Aunt Lucy’s soul nearly flew out of her head when she saw Baird Lane’s ghastly state, “My God, what’s happened to the gentleman?”
“Beaten by the Master.” Fu Bo explained with a smile.
“Master hit it?” Aunt Lucy staggered, then thought of something and asked tentatively, “Uncle Fu, is it because of that incident with Mrs.?”
Uncle Fu nodded slightly, “Not bad, His Lordship is really angry this time.”
“Then His Lordship fought well.” Aunt Lucy immediately changed her attitude and said with a supportive face.
The corner of Fu Bo’s mouth twitched slightly, “Alright, hurry up and help young master back to his room, and let young granny change young master into a set of clothes.”
“No hospital?” Aunt Lucy was a little puzzled.
“No, the master said that as long as the young master isn’t dead, he won’t send him to the hospital, so he can let the wound on his back heal slowly.” Fu Bo returned.
Aunt Lucy suddenly had some sympathy for Baird Lane, “I see, I’ll help mister up then.”
“Go on, it’s time for me to go back.” Uncle Fu said smilingly and turned around to leave the villa.
Aunt Lucy watched him walk away before helping Baird Lane up the stairs.
Christine White was crouching in her room packing her bags when she suddenly heard a knock on the door, she panicked for a moment, closing her suitcase with her hands and asking loudly towards the door, “Who is it?”
It wouldn’t be Baird Lane, would it?
“Ma’am, it’s me, open the door.” Aunt Lucy’s voice came from the door.
Christine White breathed a huge sigh of relief, “Coming right up.”
She got up, pulling her luggage room into the checkroom and putting it away before walking to the door and opening it.
“Aunt Lucy …..” Before the words were out of her mouth, Christine White caught a strong whiff of blood and medicine.
She wrinkled her brow and looked suspiciously at Baird Lane, who was being assisted by Aunt Lucy, and when she saw what he looked like at the moment, her heart skipped a beat, and her voice trembled a little, “What’s wrong with him, and how did he get so badly hurt?”
“Hey, beaten by the master, let’s not talk about that for now, ma’am, help along and help mister inside.” Aunt Lucy said with some panting from exhaustion.
“Good.” Christine White nodded and walked over to the other side of Baird Lane, helping Aunt Lucy with him as they helped him into the booth.
Once in the room, it took the two men some more combined effort to get Baird Lane into bed.
“Okay ma’am, mister can’t lie down for a while, he can only lie down like this, you take more care of it.” Aunt Lucy wiped the sweat on her forehead and explained to Christine White.
Christine White looked at Baird Lane with complexity and hmmm’d, “I see, but is he okay like that? Doesn’t he need to be taken to the hospital?”
After all, it was the man she loved, and she really couldn’t let go of him now that he was like this.
“No need.” Aunt Lucy laughed a little, “His Lordship said to leave Mister like this and just change his medicine every day.”
“But …” Christine White was still a little worried.
Aunt Lucy patted her shoulder, “Mistress, trust Master, after all, Mister is his grandson, he won’t joke with Mister’s life, don’t worry.”
“I will.” Christine White forced a smile.
Aunt Lucy moved her shoulders a little, “Then ma’am, I’ll leave you to it sir, you’ll change his clothes later, I’ll go down first ah.”
“Uh-huh.” Christine White nodded.
Aunt Lucy left and Christine White gently closed the door behind her, stifling a sigh.
She probably knew why the old man had beaten Baird Lane.
She remembered what Forber had told her before she left the old house, that the old man would teach Baird Lane a lesson.
So Baird Lane was beaten like this, it was entirely because of the old man for her, she was very touched that the old man did this for her, but watching Baird Lane really beaten, she still had some heartache in her heart.
Christine White stood by the bed watching Baird Lane for a moment before she went to the checkroom and got a set of his clothes out, and when she carefully removed the clothes from his body she let out a gasp.
Only his entire back was wrapped in gauze, which had long since been reddened by a large swath of blood.
She couldn’t see the extent of his injuries beneath the gauze, but in this situation, she could already tell how badly he was hurt.
“Grandpa hit me too hard, what the hell did he hit me with?” Christine White covered her lips and murmured with a slightly shaky voice.