"Oh!"
"Village head are you ok! I didn't mean it! "
Zhang Kunshan's palm was cut open. Although not much blood was shed, there was also a blood mark immediately.
Zhang Dapao was shocked and rushed up to say, "Are you all right, village chief?"
He glared at Zhong Yihan: "What's wrong with you?"
Zhong Yihan looked innocent: "I don't know, this cup suddenly broke."
"Okay, it's okay!" Zhang Kunshan hurriedly dozen circle field, "maybe the quality of the cup has a problem, a little injury, it's okay, it's okay."
Zhong Yihan looked concerned: "wrap it up!"
"Yes, yes, yes!" Zhang dapao hurriedly helped Zhang Kunshan to the back room. "village head, let me help you."
Zhang Kunshan said helplessly: "A little injury ... Okay, wait here, I'll be back in a minute."
"Chief, shall I go with you?"
"It's okay. It's okay. It's a minor injury. You should stay."
Zhang dapao helped Zhang Kunshan quickly leave the living room.