The Overbearing Chief Husband’s Favorite: Baby

"Hey!" Wrinkled his brow, he whispered.

Like Fang Chi Xia, his platelet density was severely low. When he was injured, it was not serious, and blood would flow a lot.

The small milk bag only felt some pain in the arm. When it was over the head, the ground had been stained with a small piece of red.

A servant just walked by and saw the scene. He was shocked by the tray in his hand and screamed. "How can this happen to the young master? Madame, come over and see! The young master is injured!"

He seemed to be completely scared, his voice was loud and loud, and everyone in the entire banquet hall heard it.

An Qi also refused to accept the guests, and rushed to run.

She was shocked when she saw the blood on the ground.

One will be small and easy to pick up, she is distressed and dead, "Baby, how can I get hurt? Do you want to tell your grandmother if you want to do something? Does it hurt? Does it hurt deeply? Grandma look!"

When she saw the blood on the ground, she just started to get mad.

However, she looked at the wound of Xiao Yi and she was relieved.

Ok! Ok!

The wound is not very deep.

"How do you flow so much blood? Scared to death Grandma!" He dragged his little arm and looked at it. An Qi let people take the gauze and help him deal with the wound.

The small milk bag didn't feel too serious. The hand patted her shoulder, and even the little adult looked like a comforter. "Mummy said, this is because the platelets are too small. Don't worry! Don't worry, nothing!"

"Imopen thrombocytopenia?" An Qi helped his bandaged hand, "Is there a small amount of baby platelets?"

"Yeah, Mommy said that she would be like this when she was a child, but don't worry, Xia Xia said that it can be well-conditioned, it is not sick!"

"This way!" An Qi stared at his wound and looked at him. Hey, "Don't be hurt easily! The blood of my baby is precious!"

"Good!" The little milk bag smiled at her and was very serious.

An Qi licked his head and helped him to handle the wound. He leaned over and kissed his little face.

Not far away, Xi Yaheng sat in a high chair with a glass of wine, watching the scene from beginning to end, and gently shaking the glass.

He seems to be thinking about something, his eyes are deep.

On the way to the hall, Fang Chixia got the news and rushed over.

Arriving at the scene, his eyes glanced around the hall, and saw Xiaoyi in the corner, and ran towards him in a few steps.

"Baby, is it serious? Mommy!"

After knowing that Xiaoyi's platelet density was low, she paid special attention to protecting him. The fear was that he was accidentally injured.

I didn't expect a turn, but this happened.

When Fang Chi Xia saw the blood on the ground, his heart was cold.

"It hurts? Mommy look!" Pulled him from An Qi's arms to him, Fang Chixia helped him check the wound.

"It doesn't hurt, it's okay! Little things!" The little milk bag doesn't mind this kind of thing, even the small adult looks like a float, "Men will always suffer a little injury!"

Fang Chi Xia’s eyes were pumping, and he looked up and gave him a look.

"When you grow up as a man, let's talk! Protect yourself now!"

The small milk bag is quite small, and the chin is lifted up proudly. "I don't count now?"

"Get it! Go to rest early, first rush up the height!" Fang Chi Xia licked his head and hugged him.