This sentence, let at the moment have no sense of security of Qiao Rouge's heart, settled.

Before so many painful missing grapes day and night is gone.

Now, the grapes are back.

She nodded her head, tears in her eyes, and asked her sons in a low voice, "does it hurt?"

The four brothers did not speak.

Qiao Rouge put soft voice again, several times choked: "just when Qin song hit you, did it hurt?"

Fu Xiuchen and Fu Zi also shook their heads. Fu Xiuchen opened his mouth first: "no pain, Ma."

Fu Jincheng endured the pain to pick the eyebrow, smile some ruffian, let that pale face look some morbid beauty, half coquetry half seriously said: "was injured by Uncle Qin, to eat mom you hand meal bird's nest will be good."

Qiao Rouge looks in the eye, ache on the tip of the heart: "this child, how old, return coquetry?"

This scold, which is mixed with more is doting.

Xiao Jinhan: "it's not as painful as you."

Qiao Rouge also knelt down, stretched out his hand, and held the four sons in his arms.

I haven't held them like this for a long time. Now I find that I can't hold them and I can't move.

When I was a child, I could hold them all in my arms.

Grow up, can only be held by them, comfort.

Mother and son five people, hold together, feel the warmth of this moment, the heart is connected together.

Also at this time, Xiao Jinhan's syncope feeling is more and more intense, unable to support, the whole person fell on Fu Jincheng's shoulder.

Qiao Rouge see this, anxious to call him: "old four."

He opened his eyes and looked at his mother and brothers with some difficulties, as if trying to keep awake. Finally, he fainted.

"Jin Han."

"Fourth brother."

"Brother."

Cried the three brothers at the same time.

Fu Jincheng carefully put him on the ground, let him side body, so as not to touch the stick injury behind.

Fu Ziyi got up and went to get his cell phone. He was just about to make a call.

At this time, Qin song came in with Gu Mobei.

Qiao Rouge had already invited Gu Mobei before punishing several sons.

As soon as he arrived, Joe Rouge was punished. The time was right.

Gu Mobei looked at him lying on his side. His face was pale and bloodless. He looked like a terminally ill man.

He walked by in three or two steps, and was not surprised by such a situation.

In the past, when they were punished, they would call his master Wen Hua to come.

Today, when I asked him to come, I even thought that they had hidden Tang Yaoyao's identity. I could understand why everyone's faces were so bad and their backs were still stained with blood.

It was broken by Qin song's stick.

Gu Mobei frowned: "help him to the bed."

The other three brothers still had injuries on their back and legs, so Qiao Rouge called several servants to help him back to his room.

After entering the room, Gu Mobei took out the medicine bottle and gave him a sling.

He also explored the temperature of his forehead and found that he had a slight fever.

First, cool him physically and press the acupoints on his hands with alcohol.

"Aunt, you help him to press his left hand, follow my way to find acupoints, and be careful to avoid needles."

Qiao Rouge wiped his tears, full of worry: "well."

Fu Xiuchen, Fu Jincheng and Fu Zi did not leave either. They were all around his bed, waiting for him to wake up.

Fu Xiuchen frowned and worried: "Jin Han has never had a cold since he was a child. He has always been very strong and can't bear the fifty sticks."

"Big brother is right."

Qiao Rouge held his hand, looked down, and saw some blue and purple scars on the back of his hand, like a needle.

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