章 781: Her Medical Skills? Or Evil Skills?

Gong Qing was furious. "Little brat! Call him back!"

The servant said, "Old Master, Master Jue's phone is switched off…"

Gong Qing said, "Then send someone to bring that vixen back!"

The boy buried his head in Gong Qing's arms. As he listened to the adults arguing endlessly for him, he gradually felt uneasy.

Didn't Uncle Bai Lang say that if Grandpa knew that he was sick because of the vixen, he would drive her away?

Why did his grandfather still want to catch her back?

Could it be…

"Grandpa, are you going to punish her according to the family law and break her legs?"

He wanted to drive her away and not let her be his mother, but he didn't want her to be hurt.

Grandpa was so fierce. Would he break her legs and kill her?

The boy became even more uneasy. Tears welled up in his eyes.

Did he do something wrong?

Was it… a little too much?