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Chapter 292
Just when several adults in the room were chatting very enthusiastically, there was a loud "bang" outside the yard.

The Yanbo couple rushed out at the first moment, and saw that Xiao Baozi was lying on the ground with his butt up and face down, and the scooter was lying on the side not far from him. Spinning and whirling.

"Zaizai, did you fall?" Yanbo and his wife's heart immediately rose to their throats, and Mrs. Yan's voice trembled.

When the two of them ran over, the little guy had already sat up from the ground, his eyes were red, but he tried his best to squeeze out a forced smile and smiled at Yanbo and his wife, "Zaizai is fine..."

But he said he was fine, but the tears kept rolling in his eyes.

Old Madam Yan was very distressed, she knelt down in front of him and held up his little hands to see, she couldn't help gasping.

The little guy's two chubby little hands were crushed by Xiaosha and Xiaoshi, and little drops of blood flowed out, which shocked Mrs. Yan.

In the first half of her life, she had too many days of licking blood from the knife edge. Logically speaking, this kind of skin trauma was not even considered an injury in her eyes.

But looking at the little grandson's appearance of enduring the pain and pretending to be strong to comfort them, Mrs. Yan's heart was as if cut with a knife.

"Zaizai, come, grandpa will carry you into the house."

Yan Bo also squatted down, seeing the wound, immediately frowned, stretched out his hand nervously to hug the little guy.

Zaizai bit his lip and struggled to stand up, "Zaizai can walk..."

Before sending him back to Yan's house, Zhu Qianying had told him that his grandparents were old, Zaizai should not be self-willed and unreasonable, and most importantly, he could act like a baby, but he couldn't clamor for his grandparents to hug him.

Yanbo and his wife are already 73 years old. It is not impossible to hug Zaizai, but in the final analysis, it is a bit dangerous.

Yanbo and his wife had no choice but to help the limp little guy into the back room from left to right, while Mr. Yan and Granny Yan, who were also extremely anxious, had already been waiting in the back room with their medicine boxes in their hands.

Yan Bo first cleaned up Zaizai's little hands, the little guy was really strong, he bit his lip the whole time and didn't say a word.

Soon, the doctor dedicated to the old man rushed over, took over the cleaning, wound and follow-up affairs, neatly bandaged the wound, and gave the little guy a tetanus shot.

"Xiao Xu, Zaizai's wound, is there nothing serious?"

Grandma Yan, seeing the two tears in her great-grandson's eyes that never fell, felt very distressed. She would rather let this little guy cry and scream than hold it in like this.

"Grandma Yan, the young master is fine. The child has a fast metabolism, so he should be fine in two days."

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand to touch the little guy's head, and praised, "However, there are really not many people at this age who can endure this pain!"

The little guy raised his eyelids, looked at the doctor with teary eyes, and then said softly, "Thank you, uncle doctor."

He is so well-behaved that people can't wait to rub him into his arms and love him well.

As for the elders of the Yan family, after the doctor said this, they felt relieved. Then, Yan Bo told Dr. Xiao Xu, "Zai Zai just walked back and was limping, Xiao Xu, please check if he is twisted. Where is it?"

Doctor Xiao Xu rolled up the little guy's thick cotton trousers, held his ankle with one hand, and gently spun his foot, "Zaizai, does it hurt?"

The little guy shook his head, and Dr. Xu gently pressed from his ankle to his knee again, "Does it hurt?"

The answer he got was still shaking his head.

In this way, the left and right feet have been checked, and Dr. Xiao Xu said, "It seems that there should be no major problems. I will leave a bottle of medicinal wine. If the young master says it hurts, you can use it to rub it. Of course, if there is redness and swelling Please call me immediately, and I will come and deal with it.”

Because the little guy hurt his hand, his two little hands were wrapped with gauze into the shape of a small bun, and he couldn't play anything if he wanted to. He could only turn on the TV and watch TV obediently in the arms of Mrs. Yan.

At noon, Zhu Qianying called. First, she chatted with Mr. Yan and Mrs. Yan for a while, and after greeting the two elders, she chatted with the little guy.

Old Mrs. Yan, who was holding the little guy in her arms, thought that the little guy wouldn't act like a baby in front of the elders, and probably would act like a baby, or even cry, when facing his own mother.

But the little guy held the microphone, talking about what delicious food he ate with his grandpa and grandma, and what fun things his brothers and sisters played with him, about the fall in the yard and the injury to his hand, But not a single word was mentioned.

Mrs. Yan privately said to Yan Bo, "Lao Yan, do you think Zizai will be too hard to hold back like this? How can a child who is only four years old be so sensible?"

Yanbo pondered for a long time before saying, "Zaizai is very strong-tempered and very responsible. In his eyes, no matter how powerful his mommy is, she is someone who needs to be protected. Moreover, in his subconscious mind, he probably also thinks that his mommy takes care of her. Living with him is not easy, so he subconsciously pretends to be strong in front of Ying'er."

After hearing Yan Bo's analysis, Mrs. Yan couldn't help sighing, "It's all the fault of Xiao Han, that brat!"

Yan Bo hugged her and comforted her, "Don't worry, Xiao Han should have realized it himself, so he is working hard to make up for it, trust him..."

Because the little guy obviously didn't want Zhu Qianying to worry, Yanbo and his wife also mentioned to Zhu Qianying that he was injured.

But, I mentioned it to Yanhan.

On the phone, Mrs. Yan inevitably complained again, Yan Han listened silently and did not refute.

In the afternoon, seeing that the time was about the same, Yan Han called the little guy.

"Zaizai, according to Uncle Xu, did you hurt your hand?"

Yan Han is actually smart, he didn't sell out his old lady.

"Oh..." The little guy just woke up, still a little bit angry, and rarely looked a little ignorant.

"Does it hurt?" When Yan Han listened to his old lady's description on the phone, he felt a hissing pain in his palm.

"It doesn't hurt..." The little guy had a bunch of dumb hairs on the back of his head, and when he shook his head, the dumb hairs dangled back and forth.

Old Madam Yan wanted to laugh while looking at his stupid and cute appearance, but she felt very sad after hearing what he said.

"Or, let grandpa and grandma take you home, okay?"

Yan Han hadn't seen his son for two days, so he was thinking too hard. Now that he heard that he had fallen, he wished he could fly a plane and bring his son back to him. He would take good care of him and take good care of him so that he wouldn't get hurt in the slightest. .

"No, Mommy said, I want Zaizai to spend more time with Grandpa Zeng and Grandma Zeng..."

　The third shift~~ is not an ordinary card, the first two shifts, and the fourth and fifth shifts at six o'clock.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)