?61 Little Chen âer looking for uncle
In the Bai familyâs ancestral hall.
bai su felt as if he was standing in a fire, and his body could not hold on any longer. he leaned against the wall behind him weakly.
Xiao Mi, uncle seems to be locked in this ancestral hall. Letâs quickly go in and take a look.
outside the door, a young and tender voice came.
Bai su opened his mouth, but his throat was dry and he couldnât say a word. He was in great pain.
Creakâ
The door of the ancestral hall was pushed open, and Bai Xiaoâs eyelids opened slightly. With the help of the bright moonlight outside, he saw Bai Xiaochen standing at the door.
Bai Xiaochen had a small white cat in his arms. His small face was flushed red, and his eyes were very bright, even more beautiful than the stars in the night sky.
âuncle,â
Seeing Bai Xiao who had fallen to the ground, Bai Xiaochen hurriedly ran over to Bai Xiaoâs side with his short little legs. He stretched out his small hand and touched Bai Xiaoâs forehead, letting out a cry. âUncle, youâre having a fever,â
Donât think that martial artists canât get sick. Their bodies are just stronger than the average person, but that doesnât mean theyâre immune to all diseases.
â iâm fine, qingqing. â bai xiaoâs voice was very hoarse and dry. perhaps he was afraid that bai xiaochen would be worried about him, and he forced a smile on his face. â chen âer, why did you come here, qingqing? â
mother was worried about uncle and asked Xiao Mi to come and find you. However, Chen âer missed uncle and came along.
Bai Xiaochenâs small hand kept on digging around in his embrace. He took out a pile of bottles and jars and patted his small head in annoyance.
âChen âer has never learned medical skills from mother, so I donât know which one can cure the disease.â
Ever since he was young, he had only been interested in releasing poison. He had never learned any medical skills that could cure or save people.
why donât ... Bai Xiaochen raised his head, his eyes shining. uncle, you try both? â
â this is qingqing. â bai xiao lowered his head and looked at the bottles and jars in front of bai xiaochen, a hint of doubt in his eyes.
Bai Xiaochenâs smile was very innocent and brilliant. itâs Chen âer and Xiao MIâs snacks. Mother prepared them for us.
Snacks?
Bai Xiao looked at Bai Xiaochenâs Jade-like little face, and a warm current flowed through his heart.
âUncle doesnât eat snacks. You guys can keep them for yourselves.â
Bai Xiaochen, who was originally full of smiles, revealed a disappointed look in his eyes when he heard this. âBack then, the three grandmasters fought over Chen âerâs snacks. Chenâ er thought that uncle would definitely like it.â
The corners of Bai Lingâs mouth twitched. To fight over snacks, just how disrespectful were Chen âerâs three grandmasters, Lao Ai?
stupid little master. Xiao Mi looked at Bai Xiaochen with disdain. do you think that humans have the same physique as us and can eat these things as snacks? You actually let him try all of them? arenât you afraid that heâll explode and die?â
Bai Xiaochen blinked his innocent eyes, his face filled with confusion. Iâm motherâs son, and uncle is motherâs younger brother. Then why can I eat, but uncle canât? â
Xiao Mi rolled its eyes and simply ignored Bai Xiaochen. It used its claws to dig through the bottles and jars for a while and found a bottle of medicinal pills, which it handed to Bai Xiao.
âIf you eat one, your cold will immediately be gone.â
Bai Lingâs eyes were a little dazed. This was the first time he had heard of using snacks to cure Qingqing.
But looking at Bai Xiaochenâs shining eyes, Bai Xiao could not bear to refuse. He took the porcelain bottle that Xiao Mi had pushed in front of him and carefully twisted it open.