The moment Ye Chenyang fell, the little guy closed his eyes:
No, it's too horrible, I can't bear to watch.
Even Ye Wanying stared at them with her mouth slightly open.
There's no need to ask; just listen to the loud noise, and you can tell how hard it was hit.
What else?
This thing I'm stepping on is really... although it's soft and flimsy, it contains real oil!
It's common sense; if you're stepping on accelerator, you can't possibly fall easily.
That oil is not water!
Once you step on it with gravity, it's just like stepping on a whirlwind.
Fortunately, Ye Chenyang reacted quickly and managed to protect his face with his hands just before he fell to the ground.
Otherwise, I'm afraid I'll become a nightmare for ghosts in the future.
After a while, the person who had fallen finally reacted, moving his arm first, as if to check if it was still usable.
Finding it fairly easy to use, he then struggled to sit up.
She was still in a daze, her mind still reeling from the shock of being thrown around.
Meanwhile, the little guy over here, who had deliberately not told his uncle there was something under his feet, couldn't help but feel a little regretful when he saw his uncle fall so badly.
His gaze turned to Ye Wanying beside him:
"Mommy, Tuanzi... Tuanzi saw it." She stammered.
When Ye Wanying entered the room, she saw that the thing her son was holding had fallen to the ground. She had only noticed it after her younger brother fell down. She never imagined that her son had deliberately seen it but hadn't said anything.
But what I didn't expect was that my son would bring it up himself.
Undoubtedly, this made Ye Wanying both angry and relieved, a feeling mixed together.
Finally, she spoke softly:
"Go and see your uncle first."
The little guy is a bit nervous, but since Mommy has already spoken, he has to go through with it even if he's nervous.
Ye Chenyang was so engrossed in the golden light that he didn't notice the conversation between the mother and son on the other side.
When the little figure reached Ye Chenyang's side, a worried look on its face appeared. It leaned closer and carefully examined Ye Chenyang's face before saying:
"Thankfully, my uncle wasn't disfigured."
Forehead?
Upon hearing this, Ye Chenyang was truly... at a loss for words to describe his feelings.
"So, all you care about is whether your uncle is disfigured?"
I feel terrible and want to cry, what should I do?
The little guy felt quite guilty about what had happened before, and upon hearing Ye Chenyang's words, he waved his little hands repeatedly:
"No, no, absolutely not! Tuanzi doesn't want Uncle to be disfigured! Uncle, does it hurt?"
Does it hurt?
"It doesn't hurt!"
"Oh? Really?"
How could it not hurt? Uncle fell really hard just now, how could it not hurt?
Oh.
Ye Chenyang took a breath:
"I'm in so much pain that I can't feel anything anymore, so I don't feel any pain."
So, how much pain does it have to be to become numb?
The little boy counted on his fingers, but he couldn't figure it out no matter what he did.
But it's also clear that when my uncle said it didn't hurt, it probably wasn't really true that it didn't hurt.
His little hand reached out and carefully touched his uncle's face:
"Uncle doesn't hurt anymore, Tuanzi is snoreling."
I feel so guilty!
That's why I keep trying to do something to seek psychological comfort.
Ye Chenyang really wanted to say that this was not something that could be solved by simply breathing on it. The feeling of losing consciousness had slowly faded, and now the real pain was coming back, instantly engulfing his entire body.
The little man watched helplessly as his uncle burst into tears in front of him in an instant!
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