Xiao Ran couldn't bear it anymore, so he leaned over to pick her up and handed her to Xiao Lei, "Send the lady to the hospital."
"Dad..." Xiao Yingrou called him in disbelief, "Dad? You can't ignore me...Dad...I'm so scared..."
"Xiaorou..." Xiao Ran looked at her, his eyes getting colder and colder, "Do you still remember my profession, right?"
Xiao Yingrou's eyes were stunned, and then her whole body trembled, "Dad... please listen to my explanation... I didn't mean it! I didn't mean it!"
"Send the lady to the hospital!" Xiao Ran waved to Xiao Lei and went upstairs without looking back.
What else can be explained?
Xiao Huanhuan was burned on her back. Xiao Yingrou was the only one in the kitchen. Apart from Xiao Yingrou's cruelty, what other explanation is there?
That was boiling soup. I don’t know how injured Huanhuan is now!
She is so cruel!
The door in the bedroom was locked. Xiao Ran knew that such a large area of burns had to be treated by taking off clothes. Fortunately, his wife was a miracle doctor and the treatment was timely, so there shouldn't be any large scars, right?
He kept comforting himself, but he was still anxious.
At this moment, he felt more clearly than ever before that the person lying inside was his biological daughter who was connected by blood.
When he saw her writhing in pain on the ground, his heart felt like it was being stirred hard in a blender, and the pain was beyond control.
He owed his daughter so much that he even began to regret it. Maybe he should have used other ways to help Xiao Yingrou, so that his daughter would not suffer so much.
Originally, his daughter was supposed to be a respected little princess who was well-dressed, capable of controlling wind and rain, but...
Alas, what has he done?
Just when he was upset and entangled, Zhong Lingsu opened the door and came out with red and swollen eyes. Just as he was about to ask how Huanhuan was doing, Zhong Lingsu rushed over and beat his chest hard, crying and beating him, with tears pouring down like rain.
Next, "It's all you, it's all you, it's all you..."
Xiao Ran didn't hide or resist, and let his wife vent her anger. It wasn't until Zhong Lingsu was tired from beating that she fell into his arms and sobbed, "I'm sorry for Huanhuan, I'm not a good mother, I'm so sad..."
"Is the injury serious?" Xiao Ran stroked his wife's back, his voice heavy and hoarse.
Zhong Lingsu nodded while sobbing, "If Yifan hadn't poured a few basins of cold water on her, and I happened to have some plaster on my hand that could cure burns, the whole back would have been burned. Even so, she would have suffered the pain."
No more…”
"I'll go in and take a look."
Xiao Ran pushed the door open and wanted to go in, but was stopped by Zhong Lingsu, "Don't go in. Huanhuan just applied medicine on her back. My daughter is getting older and will be shy."
Xiao Ran's face suddenly darkened, "Is Mr. Yifan in there?"
Zhong Lingsu was a little helpless, "I was so scared that I was in a panic. Thanks to Yifan helping me, I forgot about it..."
"Then it's okay now, why doesn't he come out yet?" Xiao Ran gritted his teeth.
"Huan Huan fainted from the pain and kept holding his hand. I felt sorry for Huan Huan, so I didn't let him come out. Anyway, don't the two of them already have marriage certificates?"
Xiao Ran was speechless.
His wife is good at everything, but she is too simple and doesn't understand the world at all.
Can the marriage certificate that the two children got when they were four or five years old, like playing house, count?
