"Little b*tch, why are you here?"
Zhang Cuiyun and Lin Keke helped the limping Qin Ling into the courtyard and saw Qin Xi and Han Shi sitting under the shade of a tree, drinking mung bean soup with Liu Dequan.
Qin Xi narrowed her eyes. "Who called little b*tch?"
Zhang Cuiyun and Lin Keke said at the same time, "You."
Qin Xi nodded with a smile. "Not bad, not bad. It's a good thing that you know I called you little b*tch."
"You…"
Just as the two of them were about to burst out cursing, Liu Dequan snorted coldly and said with a dark expression, "Are the two of you here to play the boss?"
Zhang Cuiyun and Lin Keke quickly smiled apologetically. "Doctor Liu, I'm sorry. We're here to ask you for help. Please take a look at my son. His head is swollen. Do you think he needs stitches or some poultice? Also, his leg is so painful that he can't even walk on his own. Is it broken?"