But Ji Qingshan's face was tense, as if he was thinking about something, and he didn't hear anything at all.
At this time, over there, the little guy started crying loudly for some reason, each cry getting more miserable than the last.
Li Jiaojiao got angry and slapped him on the butt.
"Why are you crying? Daddy is dead and Mommy is still here. All you know is to cry. Cry yourself to death." Li Jiaojiao's cursing voice rang out again.
Ji Qingshan's face darkened and he turned and walked towards her.
"Jiaojiao, why are you hitting such a young child? Can you lead others?" He walked over and scolded.
"Hey, you're such a shameless person! What's your business if I teach my own child a lesson? Why are you always interfering with me?" Li Jiaojiao retorted angrily, "You're the one over there. If you want a child, go find her and don't bother me."
Ji Qingshan stood still, his face solemn: "Li Jiaojiao, I am warning you as a doctor that you cannot hit the child. The child's crying must be due to physical reasons. I order you to take him to the hospital for a check-up tomorrow."
"Hey, Ji Jiaoshou, my son is not your patient. You have no right to ask me this. Get out of here. My son is hungry and needs to eat." Li Jiaojiao became impatient and stood up. Because she was holding the child with both hands, she had no strength, so she simply kicked him. "A good dog doesn't block the road."
Ji Qingshan did not move away, and the kick landed solidly on his thigh.
Li Jiaojiao was stunned. She thought he would dodge, but he was kicked by her and was a little dazed.
"Hey, do you have cerebellar atrophy? Why are you stopping me? The child is hungry and I have to feed him milk powder. Get out of the way." She shouted.
Only then did Ji Qingshan step aside.
Li Jiaojiao immediately carried the child into the bedroom.
Seeing this, Shen Ning hurriedly followed.
The child was still crying, and Li Jiaojiao often even counted the wrong number of cups of milk powder.
"Jiaojiao, I'll make some milk powder for you, you can coax the child first." When Shen Ning came in, Li Jiaojiao was putting the child on the bed, and she immediately said.
"Thank you." Upon hearing this, Li Jiaojiao picked up her son, who started crying even louder when he was put on the bed, and held him in her arms to comfort him. When she turned around, she saw Ji Qingshan standing at the door, his eyes staring at the child in her arms.
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