The Second Master’s Little Ancestor’s Vest Fell To the Ground

Being blacklisted by a medical family, what should I do? He is still lying on the hospital bed and has not woken up!

Tan Wan'an lost his mind, "It's all your fault...it's all your fault..."

His hands were clenched into fists, his eyes were blinded by hatred, and even the pain was ignored.

Lu Qingyun bit her lips, "Mom, let's go back, brother will be fine."

They have already been treated as a joke, and if they continue to make trouble, they will only lose face.

Seeing Gu Qingyun's swollen little face, Rong Shichu's eyes felt distressed.

He took a deep breath, "Auntie, don't worry, I will definitely ask Mu Changying to cure Xichen."

Anyway, it's a mother-child relationship, if Mu Changying puts down her face and asks for mercy, Mu Changying probably won't refuse.

Unfortunately, Tan Wan'an fell into a strange circle.

He was in a daze, unable to hear the advice of outsiders at all.

She broke free from Gu Qingyun's hand, stepped on a pair of high heels, and ran forward stumblingly.

The ankle was already injured, and it wobbled when running, as if it might fall at any time.

Tan Wan'an barked her teeth and claws, "Bitch! You pay my son!"

Her fingers turned into claws, aiming at Mu Changying's black and smooth hair.

She hadn't even touched a strand of hair before her wrist was tightly clenched.

Rong Liyuan stared at Tan Wan'an quietly, "Madam Gu, your mouth is not very clean."

Is Ying Bao something she can scold?

He tightened his grip on her hand so hard that the bones in his wrist were almost crushed.

Seeing Tan Wan'an's face full of pain, Mu Changying didn't have any ripples in her eyes, "Xiao Momo, what are you still doing?"

"Second master, madam, I will do this kind of rough work."

Bai Mo dutifully took out the transparent tape, stepped forward, and stuck it on Tan Wan'an's mouth, "Madam Gu, I've offended you."

He didn't want to use such a sinister move, but his mouth was too stinky to the second master and his wife.

Mu Changying broke off his hand, "A Yuan, let go quickly."

Rong Liyuan, "Yingbao, are you pleading for her?"

With a helpless face, she took out a tissue and gently wiped his hands, "No, I just don't want Ah Yuan to get his hands dirty."

Pleading for Tan Wanan? It was possible in the previous life, but it is absolutely impossible in this life.

Hearing her words, the corners of Rong Ruoyuan's mouth curled up slightly with a gloomy face, and the lingering breath around him was full of joyful sweetness.

A group of onlookers felt their teeth hurt for a while, and looked up at the sky at forty-five degrees.

This can be sprinkled with dog food, and let these single dogs live?

"Changying, my mother is indeed a bit too much, but she is just too worried about brother, you, how could you treat her like this?" Lu Qingyun's pupils contracted, her footsteps faltered, and she hurried forward to stop Bai Mo.

But she was too weak to shake Bai Mo at all.

Rong Shichu was so anxious that he stepped forward, "Bai Mo, let go!"

Yun'er is so delicate, how could she be the opponent of this barbarian?

He clasped Bai Mo's wrist, and before he could make the next move, he was kicked hard on the knee, "Hiss..."

The knee was injured, and the hand subconsciously let go.

No one in the way stopped, Bai Mo moved quickly, and the scotch tape finally stuck to Tan Wanan's mouth.

Rong Shichu endured the pain and wanted to continue struggling, but the back collar of his clothes was suddenly grabbed.

"release!"

Breaking free from the other party's shackles, he turned around with a face full of displeasure, and the oncoming fist hit him hard in the face.

"Give me some peace, my lord!"

Si Xian punched Rong Shichu on the bridge of the nose, the fragile nose was injured, and blood overflowed.

He was beaten, he sneered, and fought back fiercely.

The two fought together, their moves were ruthless and poisonous, and they all died in just a few seconds.

"Fuck!"

Seeing Si Xian being beaten, the violent Hua Qiqian couldn't hold back, stuffed his schoolbag into the arms of the person next to him, rolled up his sleeves and rushed forward.

"Hey... impulsive girl."

These two people are not weak, it would be bad for Qiqi to be accidentally injured.

A hint of worry appeared in Yu Linye's eyes, he pushed the black frame on the bridge of his nose, and strode to follow.