"Grandpa, listen, all you need to do is..."
Wen Nannan held up her phone, just about to teach him how to enable the pop-up settings via video call—only for the call to be abruptly cut off from the other end.
So fast. So sudden. Not even a goodbye.
"Hung up." Lu Huai glanced at Wen Nannan, who was sitting on the sofa, dazed. He took out the medical kit, sat down beside her, and patted the space next to him. "Come here. Time to change your dressing."
If this were a few days ago, Wen Nannan would've bolted, avoiding any situation that left her alone with Daddy Lu. But now...
She looked at him, stood frozen for three seconds, then reluctantly shuffled over.
Seeing her inching over so slowly, Lu Huai didn't rush her. He turned and opened the medical kit. His face was blank, but it was clear—he was in a good mood.
Her arm was in a cast and didn't need tending; the bandages on her leg were the priority. Wen Nannan rolled up the loose pant leg, revealing her left leg.