"Father, I didn't use my full strength when I kicked you!"
"I just gave him a light kick, not even using half my strength!"
"This son absolutely did not hurt my eighteenth brother!"
When Hu Ji heard this, she squeezed Hu Hai's hand even harder.
Hu Hai suddenly cried even louder!
"Wow!"
"Father, it hurts so much!"
"Ouch! My brother kicked me and it hurts so much!"
Hu Hai cried and covered his buttocks with his hands.
Looking at the appearance, Ying Zheng gave instructions to Xia Lin who was standing beside him.
"Go find Xia Wuqie and ask him to show it to the Eighteenth Young Master."
"promise."
Xia Lin responded, not caring whether Hu Hai was truly injured or not.
Anyway, he obeys His Majesty's orders.
His Majesty asked him to go find Dean Xia, so he went to find Dean Xia.
As for the diagnosis results after seeing it.
That's not his concern.
Thinking of this, Xia Lin quickened his pace.
Seeing Ying Zheng ask someone to call a doctor, Hu Ji and Hu Hai immediately panicked.
He wasn't seriously injured.
If a doctor came and took a look, wouldn't he be exposed?
Hu Ji quickly said, "Your Majesty, there's no need to call Xia Yuanshou, right?"
"Just call a doctor to take a look. I don't dare trouble Dean Xia with Hai'er's injury."
As long as she could replace him with an ordinary doctor, she would have plenty of ways to make him shut up.
As long as he doesn't say it, no one will know that Hai'er's injury is fake.
Ying Zheng simply said, "No problem."
"It's just to check the injury. Dean Xia is a good doctor, let him take a look at Hu Hai."
"If the injury is really serious, Dean Xia's medicine will help him recover faster."
"Suffer less physical pain."
Fusu, who was standing aside, felt that he definitely did not hurt his eighteenth brother.
It's better to be safe than sorry.
My eighteenth brother is so young.
What if he really hurt him accidentally?
He quickly nodded in agreement.
"Yes, yes, it would be nice to let Dean Xia take a look."
As he said that, he quickly walked to Hu Hai and asked with concern.
"Eighteenth brother, how are you?"
"Do you feel any pain anywhere?"
"Arms and legs, can you still move them?"
Hu Hai's tears were still hanging on his face.
"Wow... my butt hurts..."
"And my shoulders hurt too..."
Actually, his shoulder doesn't hurt.
Just a little pain in the butt.
But he deliberately exaggerated the pain just to make his elder brother and father worry about him.
He turned his head and looked eagerly at Ying Zheng who was standing not far away.
He stretched out his hand, ran two steps, and said to Ying Zheng.
"Wow... Father, give me a hug..."
Ying Zheng lowered his eyes slightly and looked at Hu Hai who was pretending to be pitiful.
He felt a sense of absurdity that he had never felt before.
It turned out that as early as this time, his youngest son had learned to lie.
She learned to take advantage of her weakness and youth to act like a spoiled brat and act like a spoiled brat to win other people's sympathy.
It turned out that the person he knew least about was his youngest son.
Ying Zheng stood there without moving, just staring at Hu Hai.
Hu Hai's hands began to tremble at the sight of this.
His face began to turn pale.
He doesn't understand.
Normally, whenever he acted coquettishly or asked for a hug, his father would soften his tone.
He touched his head and let him hold his thigh tightly.
Why doesn't it work now?
The father did not squat down or touch his head.
He took another tentative step forward, stretching out his arms as if to hug Ying Zheng's thigh.
Suddenly, a hand pointed at his forehead.
Stopped his movement.
"Father...Father?"
Hu Hai tilted his head in confusion.
There was a finger pressed against the center of his forehead.
Ying Zheng said calmly, "Don't move."
"oh oh."
Hu Hai didn't dare to move anymore and withdrew his hand that wanted to cling to Ying Zheng.
Seeing this, Ying Zheng withdrew his hand.
He tilted his head and glanced at the butterfly that had landed on his shoulder.
Blow gently at it.
Blow it away.
The butterfly spread its beautiful wings and fluttered around Ying Zheng.
Then it slowly flew away.
Little Hu Hai stared at the butterfly flying away, with a flash of anger in his eyes.
It’s all because of this butterfly.
If he hadn't wanted to catch the butterfly, he wouldn't have disturbed his father.
I won’t be kicked by my big brother either.
It's all its fault!
At this time, Xia Lin came back.
Behind him, Xia Wuqie followed.
Xia Wuqi was carrying a medicine box on his back.
He walked quickly towards Ying Zheng and saluted.
"Your Majesty, I, Xia Wuqie, greet you."
"Um."
Ying Zheng nodded slightly and said to Xia Wuqie.
"Let's take a look at Young Master Eighteen. Check if he has any injuries and see how serious they are."
"promise."
Xia Wuqi lowered his head and replied.
Then he said to Hu Hai, "Mr. Eighteen, let me take your pulse."
Hu Hai pulled his hand behind his back and said, "No! I don't want to take your pulse!"
"I don't want you to feel my pulse! No!"
this.........
Xia Wuqie looked at Ying Zheng.
Ying Zheng's expression did not change at all.
Fusu quickly said, "Eighteenth brother, stop making trouble, it's more important to see a doctor first!"
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