Chapter 1395 Savage and Violent!

Shui Qiannong's loud call alerted Mr. Bai who was doing a full body examination.

"It's Qiannong's cry. Could it be that something happened to Doudou and Yaya?"

Mr. Bai was anxious to get up, but his knees weakened a little. The private doctor immediately stepped forward to support him.

"Old man, please take it easy."

Both Bai Mo and Mr. Bai both appreciate and like Shui Qiannong's scientific education method: activating thoughts and inspiring inspiration. It is very suitable for early childhood education of Doudou and Yaya. So Bai Mo and Mr. Bai both affectionately called Shui Qiannong "Qiannong".

Knowing that Mr. Bai cares about his two precious great-granddaughters the most, in order to make it easier for Mr. Bai to rush out quickly, Mr. Qin helped the old man into a wheelchair and pushed him out of the medical room. This is undoubtedly the fastest.

Mr. Bai was pushed out of the living room and caught up with Yuan Duoduo holding Doudou and Yaya to confront Shui Qiannong.

"Mrs. Bai, please calm down... I'll change Doudou and Yaya's clothes, and then let you take them away, okay?"

Shui Qiannong felt more and more that Yuan Duoduo was very abnormal at this moment. She tried to get Yuan Duoduo to calm down first and delay her until Bai Mo came back.

The gauze bandaged on Yuan Duoduo's forehead had loosened and fallen off at some point, and the wound that burst open for the second time continued to overflow with blood. It snakes down the cheek, looking extremely ferocious and terrifying.

"Duoduo, what are you doing?"

Mr. Bai's breath was a little short, "You are injured, put Doudou and Yaya down quickly and let Dr. Qin take a look at it for you!"

"Grandpa...I'm sorry...I want to take away Doudou and Yaya! They are my daughters, no one can take them away!"

"Duoduo, calm down first. You are the mother of Doudou and Yaya. No one will snatch them away from you! No one can snatch them away!"

Seeing Yuan Duoduo's face stained with blood, and the two great-granddaughters who were tightly held in her arms and crying, Mr. Bai's vicissitudes of heart was once again painful.

Yuan Duoduo choked up, "Grandpa, I don't want anything...just Doudou and Yaya...without them, what else am I going to do in life?"

"Duoduo, tell grandpa, is that boy Bai Mo making trouble for you again? You should calm down first and put Doudou and Yaya down. Grandpa is here and he will make the decision for you!"

Whether it was Doudou and Yaya who were crying loudly, or Yuan Duoduo who was bleeding from the forehead, they all broke Mr. Bai's heart.

It seemed that the 'good news' call last night was just to make him happy.

Just when Yuan Duoduo wanted to put down Doudou and Yaya, who were crying in her arms, Bai Mo, who was barefoot, suddenly swooped over from behind her, hugged Yuan Duoduo tightly and pressed down. To prevent the two children in her arms from falling.

"Qiannong, get Doudou and Yaya away!" Bai Mo shouted sharply.

Shui Qiannong's reaction speed was very fast. In fact, when Bai Mo rushed towards Yuan Duoduo, she had already moved forward to grab Doudou and Yaya.

"Don't touch my baby...don't touch my baby!"

Yuan Duoduo cried loudly and sadly, but could only watch as Shui Qiannong took Doudou and Yaya away from her.

Yuan Duoduo broke free from Bai Mo's grip and frantically chased Shui Qiannong, who had taken away Doudou and Yaya. However, the long-legged Bai Mo caught up first and fell to the lawn with her in his arms. .

"Yuan Duoduo, look at you now, you look like a madman!"

Bai Mo half pressed on Yuan Duoduo and roared uncontrollably, "Doudou and Yaya are my Bai Mo's daughters! You can never take them away!"

"Ah..." Yuan Duoduo let out a long and shrill roar and fainted.

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Little Lin Nuo was lying crookedly in Hetun's arms, and no one could persuade her to do anything.

Hetun's right arm was disabled, but his left arm still had to be freed to hug Xiao Shiwu, who was nestled in his arms; the doctor could only stick the infusion needle on Hetun's instep.

Xueluo wanted to stop the arrogant little guy, but Feng Xinglang stopped him directly.

"Xinglang, are you just pampering your son to be willful?"

It had already affected Hetun's treatment, and Xueluo couldn't help but complain about the man who only blocked her and allowed his son to do whatever he wanted.

"Why are you so nervous about Hetun? He doesn't hesitate to love his own life. No matter how much others care about him, it's all in vain!"

Feng Xinglang glanced at Hetun who was undergoing an infusion, "Wouldn't it be great to make him realize the inconveniences of having only one arm? At least he will cherish his only other arm more!"

There really is some truth to men’s crooked reasoning!

He Tun is already a lot older, but he is still keen on fighting and killing! Not only did he lose an arm, but he also killed and maimed so many adopted sons! It’s simply a waste of human life!

The little guy was half-crouching on Hetun's chest, gently poking Hetun's remaining arm with his little finger.

"Father, are you in pain?" the little guy asked with a wrinkled face.

"It doesn't hurt! There is little fifteen accompanying my adoptive father... my adoptive father is very happy!"

Hetun gently patted the little guy who was half lying on his chest with his left arm, "How about staying with my foster father for a few more days?"

The little guy didn't answer Hetun's question. He pursed his lips and asked again, "Father, were you particularly sad when your arm was broken? Did you cry? Don't worry, you tell me the truth. It’s okay, I won’t tell anyone!”

"There is nothing to be sad about! The winner is the king and the loser is the bandit. Even if you risk your life, your adoptive father will accept it!"

Hetun's thoughts were still full of blood and fierce hostility.

"Father, you will never be allowed to risk your life like this in the future!"

The little guy raised his head and complained dissatisfiedly, "If you really die, you won't be able to see your favorite fifteen, do you know?"

"I know... my adoptive father knows that Shi Fifteen is the most filial person in my family!"

Hetun kissed the little guy's stubborn face with satisfaction, "You are my adoptive father's life. My adoptive father will come back alive to hug you no matter what!"

The little guy flattened his mouth and crawled on Hetun's shoulder again, silently thinking about his little thoughts.

"By the way, fifteen, have you asked your biological father?"

"what?"

"It's what your second brother said to your biological father before he died."

"I asked..."

"What did your second brother say?"

"My second brother told my biological father: My adoptive father is old and disabled. Ask him to forgive you!"

"..." Hetun's heart felt painful.

Thinking of something, Hetun asked tentatively, "On the fifteenth day, can you stay in Pett Castle and live with your adoptive father?"

"That won't work!" The little guy pouted.

"Why? Can't you bear to leave your biological father and mother?"

"I still have to go to school to learn! Mommy said that my biological son cannot be like his adoptive father, who only knows barbarism and violence!"