They knew they had to divert their eldest brother's attention at this time.
The more firepower you absorb, the worse off you'll be.
When his younger brother tried to shift the blame, he didn't hold back.
Jiang Ji racked his brains, "Brother, it's very wrong of me to sneak out of the capital and come to Anchuan to commit suicide. He's putting himself in danger and wasting his life like a blue bar."
"I only squander money, my little brother squanders his life."
Jiang Chi: "..."
Unable to argue with his second brother, he readily admitted his mistake, "Big brother, I was wrong. You can punish me as you see fit this time."
Jiang Ting remained silent for a moment, seemingly lost in thought.
He looked up and examined his younger brother, whom he hadn't seen for several days, his gaze falling on the grime on his pocket, a glaring black and red stain.
"You're injured. Where are you injured?"
Jiang Chi was startled, his heart leaping into his throat.
He was wearing black pants today, so the bloodstains weren't obvious at night. He kept his hands in his pockets the whole time, but his older brother noticed.
Jiang Chi pursed his lips. "Yes, just a little injury."
Jiang Ji was shocked and sniffed the blood. "Little brother, you should have told me you were injured earlier. I won't scold you this time."
He sniffed left and touched right, "Where? Could it be an unspeakable part? Take it out, Second Brother, let me check."
Jiang Chi gripped his belt tightly, his face instantly changing color. "Big brother, do something about second brother!"
Jiang Ji retorted, "We're brothers, we grew up wearing the same pair of pants, so what's wrong with looking at us?"
Jiang Chi's ears turned slightly red as he forcefully swung away the cheeky claws, his tone filled with urgency.
"Big brother!"
Jiang Ting pinched the bridge of his nose. "Let's go."
Jiang Chi took off running, rushing towards the car door as if a vengeful ghost was chasing him.
Jiang Ji called out, "Little brother, don't be shy! We're all brothers, what's wrong with taking a look? When you were little, I changed your diapers and even made your formula..."
He thought of his sister, and his expression became somewhat downcast.
My sister is so close, yet I cannot acknowledge her.
Once in the car, Jiang Ji sat in the back seat, not in the mood to speak.
Jiang Chi sat silently on the other side, while the family doctor treated his wound.
The two kept their distance and ignored each other.
Jiang Ting ordered, "Drive."
The car moved slowly, and a figure that was both familiar and unfamiliar flashed past the window.
Jiang Ting's brow twitched slightly, and after a long moment of distraction, a meaningful smile appeared on his previously expressionless face.
This trip had an unexpected surprise.
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