But the little guy cried so pitifully, his big eyes were filled with tears, his body was shaking slightly, and his fair face was flushed with excitement.
Who doesn’t feel sorry for him, who doesn’t pity him?
Even the little boy who was beaten stared at him blankly.
Some onlookers ran to tell Doctor Zhao that the old doctor with gray hair was running very fast, leaving the young and middle-aged man behind him far behind.
Leaving everyone stunned along the way.
Seeing the pitiful little guy crying breathlessly, Doctor Zhao was so angry that he beat his chest and stamped his feet. "What a bunch of little scoundrels! They bullied my grandson. I have seen patients for free many times in town. How dare you, these pigs and dogs, insult my grandson..."
He has always been a calm and composed person, and his sharp curses left everyone speechless.
Even the people from the Earthly Branches looked at each other in surprise, saying that Old Doctor Zhao had this side to him.
"Hold me, woooo, hold me." Although Doctor Zhao was not good at speaking, he was sincere to the little fat boy.
It has nothing to do with the little guy's identity.
The little fat boy knew that, and when he saw him coming, his tears flowed even harder, "I have my dad, my dad will come, woo woo woo."
Doctor Zhao held him in his arms, and the heavy weight almost made him fall.
He quickly gathered his energy and was able to hold the little fat boy.
Upon hearing this, he became furious again and scolded the children until they cried and screamed, making Fang Qi feel ashamed.
The little fat kid was scolded so hard that he didn't even have time to cry. He just stared at him while he was talking.
The little fat boy had never seen someone with such strong fighting ability. He was even better at scolding than the stupid envoy from Jiaozhi.
He just watched as the old doctor, now completely calm and composed for him, put his hands on his hips and started cursing, "You bastard, you're just a jerk. You bully my good grandson just because he's well behaved! It's like two snakes gave birth to a toad, and everyone knows who it takes after. His parents had family matters, so the grandson came here to be taken care of by this old man. How dare you say he has no father? If his father comes, I guarantee you'll all be scared to death!"
He cursed like a scoundrel in the street, and still not feeling satisfied, he spat again.
The little fat boy opened his mouth and clapped for Doctor Zhao foolishly without even shedding his tears.
"Hello Grandpa! Grandpa is awesome!"
It would have been fine if he didn't speak, but as soon as he started talking, Doctor Zhao couldn't help it.
How could he say such things in front of the young prince? Thinking that the secret guards present would record this matter for His Majesty to see, Doctor Zhao's eyes darkened.
His lifelong reputation!
How did I fail because of this little fat boy?
Doctor Zhao pretended to be calm, tears streaming down his face. He took the little fat boy's hand and said, "Go home."
The tone was a bit cold and hard, but the little fat boy was still immersed in the scene of the old doctor killing everyone.
"Grandpa, what is a turtle?"
"have no idea."
"Grandpa snake why toad?"
"You eat this."
The little fat boy's mouth was blocked and he stopped asking questions.
If grandpa doesn't tell him, he will ask his father and Ding Ding.
The old man and the young boy returned to the clinic hand in hand, leaving the townspeople on the ground with their jaws dropped.
"Old doctor, he, he is really in good health!" The young man who spoke swallowed his saliva and didn't dare to say a bad word.
As soon as these words were spoken, the crowd exploded.
"I saw the old doctor usually walks slowly, but today he ran faster than me!"
"I have to ask for advice on this kind of health preservation method."
"Why does the old doctor's grandson look like this?" The man scratched his head and couldn't find words to describe it.
"Just like the doll in the painting, full of joy!"
"Isn't it a blessing? He's a sturdy baby, like a fairy child."
They talked happily, completely ignoring the fact that there was a group of children crying at the top of their lungs.
Instead, everyone gloated over other people's misfortune.
"That child looks only two or three years old, how dare you bully him?"
"That's right, I can't avoid the stir-fried pork and bamboo shoots when I get home!"
"Some of these children have been treated by the old doctor! They are so young and yet they are not learning well."
People's hearts are biased.
The little fat kid is so cute and young that the older kids look hideous.
The little fat boy was alone, and these people formed gangs.
Even if the little guy was beating someone up, others would pretend not to see it.
How much pain can it cause when a little baby hits someone?
In fact, Fang Qi was stunned by the beating, and his face was hurt by the little fat boy's shadowless punch.
Listening to his little brother crying loudly, Fang Qi was at a loss. How could it turn out like this?
He wasn't trying to bully him, he just, he just was.
Fang Qi couldn't explain what he wanted to do.
He had been looking after the child for a few days, and every day he would see him sitting stupidly at the door, staring blankly at the sky.
It was not until the evening that I walked in dejectedly.
Fang Qi thought, he was new here, did he want to go out and play together?
For these kids, the clinic was a place they dared not set foot in.
When he saw the old doctor bringing the little guy to the town entrance today, he thought the old doctor was going to send the little guy back.
When I rushed here, I found that the little guy was still sitting on the stool, eating and staring blankly at the city gate.
What does he want to do? Can I help him?
This was Fang Qi’s original idea.
He didn't know why he said such hurtful words.
The little guy looks small, but it really hurts when he is beaten.
Fang Qi pulled the corner of his mouth and gasped in pain.
Before he could think of a solution, he heard his mother roar, "You little bastard, you've got it!"
Fang Qi's face changed and he ran away.
It wasn't just him. When the parents of those children who were crying loudly came, they not only didn't feel sorry for them, but instead twisted their ears and took them home.
All kinds of cries and shouts echoed in the huge street.
It really made me laugh!
The secret guards who were being worried about by Imperial Physician Zhao were all getting a little impatient. They looked at each other.
After a long while, he managed to utter, "The old doctor is really full of energy!"
There were so many doctors following Your Majesty back then, why did Your Majesty choose Doctor Zhao to help take care of the prince?
A big reason is that the old doctor has superb medical skills, and another part is that the old doctor is elegant and easy-going.
I have followed His Majesty for most of my life, and I have never seen him get anxious.
Your Majesty felt that the Crown Prince was naughty and needed to find someone with a better temper. Who would have thought that this old doctor who had had a good temper for most of his life would actually ruin His Majesty's temper.
He also debated with many scholars and left them speechless.
The secret guards didn't want to be scolded by the old doctor like this, and they all thought about staying away from the old doctor in the future.
He speaks with such eloquence that he is half a parent! (1)
The secret guards became silent, and the painters who used to shed tears every day were so excited that they painted with great vigor.
The prince was brave and worthy of being called the mighty general by the Jiaozhi envoys.
His boxing skills were so amazing that he beat an eight-year-old child so hard that he had no chance to fight back. This must be recorded.
Mao Chou saw that all the painters had enthusiastic looks on their faces, and he was curious. He went closer to take a look and almost fell out of the tree.
Who else could it be but this man with three heads and six arms, several meters tall, and a ferocious face?
Could you please be more careful?
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