Li Zhu looked at Li Xi who was kicked by Mo Yi distressedly, and hurriedly trotted forward to pick him up.

He couldn't help but say to Mo Yi: "Yes, yes, it's my fault, I won't be used to him in the future, Brother Mo will be angry." ”

But he didn't even look at Moyi's direction, but carefully observed the large and small wounds on Li Xi's body, and his concern was overflowing.

The tone was not ordinary perfunctory, and there was no intention of repentance.

"You ......"

Mo Yi looked at Li Zhu's appearance, and he also knew that what he had just said did not take to heart at all.

When the words came to his lips, he paused, but he couldn't say anything.

"Hey!"

The thousand words that Mo Yi wanted to confide in his heart finally turned into a heavy sigh.

Hate iron does not make steel.

Why didn't he find out that Li Zhu was such a person before.

He looked at Li Zhu with some disappointment, and tried his best to speak in a flat tone, but his voice was full of countless bitterness.

"Li Zhu, your nephew beat the camp, and I also beat your nephew, let's be considered a tie for the time being. ”

"You remember, though. ”

Mo Yi closed his eyes and paused.

The next moment, his eyes opened, and the essence burst out, looking directly at Li Zhu.

The little emotion left in Li Zhu's eyes before had completely disappeared and became extremely indifferent.

is obviously a good brother who has been watching for decades, but it seems to be looking at a person who has never met.

"If my camp has any three longs and two shorts, I want him to pay for his life!"

He was really disappointed in Li Zhu.

Originally, he could still tolerate Li Zhu with his old feelings, but today's events, he finally saw Li Zhu's personality clearly.

Oil and salt do not enter, do not repent, and even willing to fall into the abyss for the sake of his nephew's repeated mistakes.

Today's Li Zhu is not worthy of being his friend.

Mo Yi turned around and walked towards the door with Mo Ying on his back, without looking at Li Zhu again.

Li Zhu heard Mo Yi's indifferent and detached words, looked at his resolute back, his heart twitched, and he subconsciously wanted to get up and chase after him.

He had a feeling that if he didn't recover Moyi today, he would lose this friend forever.

Anyway, Mo Yi is also his brother who has played since he was a child, and he doesn't want to lose this friendship.

"Ahh

Li Zhu's movements touched the wounds on Li Xi's body in his arms, and Li Xi exhaled in pain.

Li Zhu's thoughts were instantly breathed into Li Xi by the pain of this life.

He subconsciously adjusted his body, looked at Li Xi with concern, and carefully placed Li Xi in a comfortable position.

Then he raised his head and continued to stare at Mo Yi's departing figure, his eyes full of complicated looks.

After a long time, hearing Li Xi's painful cry again, Li Zhufang retracted his gaze and concentrated on helping Li Xi alleviate the pain, and never looked at Mo Yi again.

Between friendship and family affection, he still chose this distorted family affection after all.

Xiaoyun bit his lip, looked at Li Zhu and the others who were squatting on the ground in a tangled manner, and then turned his head to look at Mo Yi's departing back, and in just a moment, he made up his mind.

"Oh, it doesn't matter!"

She stomped her foot delicately, and without looking back, she stepped up to catch up with Mo Yi.

Mo Ying, who was still pretending to be dizzy on Mo Yi's back, was stupid at this time.

What's going on?

What kind of brotherhood to play?

Yes?

What is this man going to do?

I still have to buy things!

You've mistaken someone, uncle!!

Mo Ying wanted to jump off the uncle's back from the beginning, and told him that he recognized the wrong person, but he couldn't find the right time.

A person who was knocked unconscious suddenly woke up alive, and said something like "I recognized the wrong person", which is very strange no matter what.

So Mo Ying could only quietly continue to pretend to be dizzy and wait to see what happened.

It's just that I didn't expect that this change was too big, so big that it was beyond my imagination.

The uncle seems to have mistaken the wrong person and mistaken himself for his son.

Mo Ying felt very strange, first of all, how did this uncle know that he was here?

Second, how could he be so sure that he was his son?

Mo Ying learned from the fragmentary words of the onlookers that the uncle's son had been missing for ten years.

Ten years is not a long time, nor is it short, but it is enough for a person to change a lot.

Ordinary adults may not be able to recognize it immediately if they haven't seen it for ten years, let alone a little doll who disappeared at the age of two, how can he confirm his identity very quickly and categorically?

It is said that the appearance of the doppelganger is generated according to his own will, it is absolutely easy to see and impeccable, and it should have nothing to do with Moyi.

Look at this uncle......

Although it is not ugly, it is not to the extent of being handsome and dashing

I can't give birth to such a good-looking child.

Mo Ying felt that the uncle saw his beauty and forgot his righteousness, so he had the idea of abducting and trafficking children.

Just like when he saw Lin and Mo as a child.

It's just that he didn't have the idea of recognizing his son with Lin and Moke.

As......

Mo Ying had an idea, so it was better to follow this uncle and see what he was going to do.

I don't know how long it took for Mo Yi to finally stop.

I should have arrived home.

"Quick, summon a doctor to heal the third son!"

Mo Yi shouted anxiously, and then threatened uneasily: "Be careful, if something goes wrong, be careful of your heads!"

"Yes!"

Mo Ying heard many people trembling and responding, and then there was a flurry of footsteps.

He felt himself gently lowered from his back by Mo Yi, steadily dragged by a group of people, placed on a stretcher-like thing, and then began to move.

Mo Ying closed his eyes, couldn't see the outside world, couldn't sense the location he was in, and could only smell a faint fragrance of pear blossoms.

The fragrance became stronger and stronger, and finally, Mo Ying seemed to be carried into a house where the fragrance was most intense, and was moved by everyone to a soft bed.

Mo Yi sat on the edge of the bed, holding Mo Ying's hand tightly with both hands, staring intently at Mo Ying's pale little face, as if he wanted to stare at a flower from his face.

"The ......"

A warm and beautiful female voice came from above Mo Ying's head, the voice seemed to be a little hesitant and a little timid, Mo Ying speculated that she should be speaking to Mo Yi.

"What?"

Sure enough, Mo Yi asked rhetorically in displeasure.

It's annoying to disturb me to see my son.

The female doctor seemed to be frightened by Mo Yi, her voice trembled a little, and she said timidly, "You...... You put the third son's hand down so that your subordinates can detect the pulse of the third son......"

"Oooh oh ......"

Hearing her say this, Mo Yi realized that he was indeed hindering other people's healing, and hurriedly let go of the hand holding Mo Ying, got up and stood aside, anxiously waiting for the doctor's result.

"How's it going?"

It didn't take long for Mo Yi to ask out loud.

Hearing this, the doctor withdrew the hand on Mo Ying's wrist, sorted out the words, and then slowly said to Mo Yi: "The pulse of the third prince is neither floating nor sinking, gentle and powerful, and the body is ...... Very robust. ”