You Are My Rare Passion Chapter 3983: Poor

She walked quickly to the side of the little sapling, wanted to touch the bag on his head, but dared not touch it, and asked distressedly: "Xiaoshu, does it hurt? Do you feel anything else? Are you dizzy? Are you sick? ?"

Children, they bumped their heads, big or small, Ye Xingbei was nervous and scared.

The little sapling shook her head again and again, "I don't hurt, Mom, it doesn't hurt at all."

Seeing a group of people surrounding the little sapling asking questions, Wen Qiuci suddenly pushed Lingyue away from him, and ran out.

Police Nie Yan hesitated, then turned around and chased after him: "Brother Xiaoci, where are you going?"

"Little police officer, stop," Gu Junzhu said coldly, "Let him go."

Police Nie Yan stopped, turned to look at Gu Junzhu, "Master..."

Gu Junzhu glanced at him, took out his mobile phone, and called Gu Chi: "Xiao Chi, Wen Qiuci ran out, send someone to watch him, see where he goes, and have someone follow him to protect his safety. , and the rest, let him go...call Qingrun and Yue Ya'er over, and the little sapling touched his forehead and asked them to come and take a look."

Gu Chi took the lead: "Okay, young master."

Gu Junzhu put away the phone, leaned over and picked up the sapling, and said to Xie Yunlin and Xie Jinfei, "Go downstairs."

Then looked at Ye Xingbei: "Don't worry, I just touched my forehead, it's fine."

Ye Xingbei nodded.

She knows that it is normal for children to bump and bump, but the pain is in the child's body and in the mother's heart. She knows that it is normal for children to bump and bump, but she is still very distressed.

Gu Junzhu carried the little sapling to the living room downstairs, and Gu Qingrun and Yue Yaer arrived quickly.

The two carefully inspected the little sapling.

Gu Qingrun reported: "Young master, it's fine, I'll give the young master some medicine, and the swelling will subside in a few days. There is no danger in this part of the young master, so don't worry too much."

"Yes," Yue Ya'er said happily, "Fortunately, it hit the forehead. If it hit the back of the head, it would be troublesome if it hit the back of the head."

Ye Xingbei hugged the little sapling, fearful, "Yes, fortunately it didn't hit the back of the head."

Such a small child will die if knocked to the back of the head.

The little sapling nestled in her arms and murmured, "Mom, I'm fine, I don't feel any pain...Mom, what about brother Xiaoci? Brother Xiaoci is angry with me, I didn't mean to, I really didn't do it on purpose... I just accidentally... I'm too stupid, I can't even hold a watermelon, and it dripped onto the painting that Brother Xiaoci worked so hard to draw..."

"My silly baby, it's not your fault!" Xie Jinfei squatted down in front of him and patted his face tenderly: "Second Uncle is such an old man, sometimes eating watermelon will Drip watermelon juice on your clothes, let alone a five- or six-year-old baby like you!"

The little sapling pouted and said, "I am a six-year-old baby, not a five- or six-year-old baby."

"You are six years old, according to Jiangcheng's statement, that is a false age," Xie Jinfei said: "According to Jingcheng's statement, you are five years old this year! At five years old, you are still a baby!"

He said and waved his hand: "Forget it, why am I telling you this? Even if you are six years old, you are still a little baby!"

He looked up at Gu Junzhu: "Fifth brother, what happened to that kid just now? Why is he so angry? The little sapling gave him watermelon, that's to care about him, for his own good, why is he so ignorant?"

The little sapling is his precious nephew. He can't remember whether Wen Qiuci is round or flat. Wen Qiuci injured the little sapling, and Xie Jinfei is full of fire. He has a bad impression of Wen Qiuci. to the extreme.