Chapter 1162

As a result, Wen churan didn't hold it firmly. The tray slipped directly from her hand and hit the ground with a bang. In an instant, the plate was torn apart and scattered on the ground together with the food.

Wen churan immediately took a step backwards.

Just then, the door was suddenly opened and a small figure rushed in like a strong wind.

"Don't bully me!"

With a fierce roar, the little milk can ran to Sheng Zhixun, jumped up and bit off the back of his hand.

Sheng Zhixun was already angry, coupled with a sudden pain. His instinctive reaction made him fiercely shake his arm, so he threw out the small milk can.

I saw the little body of the small milk can draw an arc from the air, and then fell heavily to the ground, and the back of the head just knocked on the bookcase behind.

Wen churan screamed with fear and hurried to the front of the small milk can to check the back of his head.

Fortunately, the back of the head didn't break, but a big blue and purple bag popped up in an instant.

Wen churan's face was pale with fear.

The little milk can cried with a loud cry. It was very painful and miserable. It was warm and the first dyed heart was also painful.

She immediately hugged the little milk can into her arms to appease.

Sheng Zhixun realized what he had done. He immediately panicked, stared at his hand, looked at Wen churan and the small milk can beside the reading cabinet, opened his mouth to explain, but he didn't know how to speak.

Just then, seeing Wen churan, Sheng Zhixun suddenly turned his head and looked at himself. His eyes were like a layer of cold ice, which only made people cold.

"Sister in law, I..."

He wanted to come forward, but Wen churan had picked up the small milk can and left the study quickly. His figure soon disappeared without a trace, leaving him alone.

Wen churan rushed out of the study with a small milk can in his arms and just met Gu Nanpei who came to hear the sound.

"Churan, what's the matter?"

"Come on! Call a doctor for me! "

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In the bedroom, the doctor bandaged the head of the small milk can and said, "the young master's back of the head is not seriously injured. As long as you apply the plaster to reduce swelling and remove blood stasis every day, pay attention not to knock and touch the back of the head again, and you can recover soon."

The little milk can cried and asked, "doctor... Will I become mentally retarded? I don't want to be retarded... "

"Mentally retarded?" The doctor was confused.

The little milk can cried and pumped "electricity... It's all played in TV dramas..."

The doctor couldn't help laughing, calmed the mood of the small milk can and said, "don't worry, young master, you're as smart as before."

After hearing this, the cry of the little milk can stopped.

After seeing the doctor off, Wen churan went back to the bedroom and asked, "does it still hurt?"? Sleep on your stomach recently, you know? "

The little milk can stopped crying, but he was angry. "Hum! That violent man, I don't want to talk to him any more. If I give him another word, I'm piggy page! Hum! "

"All right, all right." Wen churan pinched the puffy cheek of the milk can. "Your fifth uncle didn't mean it. If you didn't bite your fifth uncle, would your fifth uncle push you out?"

Although at the moment when she saw the little milk can hurt, she was also full of energy, but she knew that Sheng Zhixun definitely didn't mean to hurt the little milk can.

She can still tell right from wrong.

The little milk jar skimmed and asked qubaba, "I'd better not save you!"