"Baby!"

Nie Zheng's eyes lit up, and a pretty girl ran down the hillside.

"Oops!"

The girl ran a few steps, stumbled and almost rolled down the hill.

She stubbornly flicked her ponytail, "Hey, hey!", and kicked the high heels on her feet high and fell behind her.

She is Yang Ying.

"Hey, hey!"

Qingqing was also in sync, kicked the shoes on her feet far away, stepped on two little yellow duck socks, and took a few small jumps, "Oops!", and suddenly threw herself into her mother's arms.

"Little baby, I miss my mother!

Yang Ying couldn't help but spank Qingqing's little ass twice.

Then the pain was like slashing the heart with a knife, "Good daughter, mom is sorry for you, does it hurt?"

"Mommy, Mommy!"

Yang Ying held back her excitement, pushed her daughter away with a tight hug in her arms, grabbed her shoulders, and looked at her carefully.

The daughter's big eyes are still so bright, because of excitement, with a little tears.

But there were a few sticks of hay on the pale blonde hair, not only that, but also on the body and pants, and a pair of little yellow duck socks were full of mud.

"It's all mom's bad!"

Yang Ying knew that it was useless to complain about anything now, so she hugged her daughter, turned her head and said sharply: "Doctor, come over quickly!

"Ahh Qingqing didn't feel uncomfortable, she just mistreated, no injections!"

Qingqing struggled to break free from her mother's arms and fled like a fly.

Yang Ying's heart was empty, her heart almost stopped, she was so rare to find her daughter, and before she could hug it enough, she rushed forward all of a sudden, holding her daughter again, because the strength was too great, she actually fell to the ground and pressed her daughter under her.

"Gurgle... Oops, what a big mommy winter melon!"

Hearing her daughter laughing under her, Yang Ying's hanging heart was calm, how worried she was that she had injured her daughter when she lost her soul, and her daughter must be very weak at the moment.

"Oh, Mom, Mom, Qingqing wants to find a doctor uncle!"

"Oh, oh!"

Yang Ying immediately let go of her daughter, she was worried that she would cause her daughter to be damaged, and she was also worried that her daughter would be uncomfortable.

"Uncle Doctor, Uncle Doctor!" Qingqing took the hand of the accompanying doctor and said nervously: "Qingqing is not sick, no injections!"

"Okay, Qingqing doesn't get injections, so who wants injections?"

The accompanying doctor has rich experience in field treatment, and knows that children are very innocent, and whoever is injured will remember it.

"Uncle Xiao Zhong! There is a snake, well, it is a very powerful snake!" Qingqing's exaggerated two little hands were raised to describe the strength of the snake, "Qingqing is not afraid!", the little guy did not forget to be complacent first, "Then Uncle Xiao Zhong was very scared, he fell down like a winter melon, and it was gone, it was Dad and Qingqing and Uncle Huang who went to save him! Well, he fell to the grass!"

The accompanying doctor understood it, anyway, Xiao Zhong fell and injured himself.

"Qingqing, don't be nervous, hasn't your father already cured Uncle Xiao Zhong?" Xiao Zhong touched Qingqing's head, pointed to his feet and said, "Doctor Hong, it's a dislocation, the consultant straightened it for me, and I also applied medicine!"

"Well, consultant, what kind of medicine did you wear?" Dr. Hong asked as he pressed it on Xiao Zhong's leg.

"Tian Qi, stop the pain!"

"Tian Qi can relieve pain, but it will not help much for the recovery of dislocation...."Dr. Hong motioned to his assistant to measure Xiao Zhong's blood pressure and heartbeat, and at the same time seriously touched the injured part for him, "The dislocation on the foot is different from the hand, it is more troublesome, and you must go to the hospital to treat it..."

"Doctor Hong!" Lao Huang was more steady, he knew that Nie Zheng was asking a question and answering, sometimes he would be overconfident, he had to explain the situation, and the doctor would judge, "Xiao Zhong rolled down the slope of eighteen or nineteen meters, fell on the grass, did not die, dislocated on his feet, and had a high fever at night, the consultant fed him cockroach grass juice, and a snake gall bladder, and the fever subsided the next day..."

"Chenxi, hurry up and let the support send a helicopter over, it can be big or small to fall from such a height, and I have a fever at night, this must be terrible..."

"Doctor Hong, don't fight so much, I'm really fine!" Xiao Zhong Meow told the entourage that in addition to Yang Ying, there was also the beautiful anchor of TVC, Lan Keying, who was the goddess in his heart, how could he admit it in front of the goddess.

He took a look again, the gossip girls in his company are also here, and Lao Huang will definitely tell him about the hunting of wild boars later, there are only four of them in total, and even Qingqing went to help, but he is the only one who is taken care of, and now he will be sent away by the helicopter, will he still have the face to be a man in the future, and he can't leave if he is killed, at least he is there, and he can temporarily remedy his image.

"Chenxi, don't call a helicopter, otherwise...."Xiao Zhong hurriedly threatened.

"Strange!" Dr. Hong's words made Yang Chenxi put down the phone, and Xiao Zhong also became nervous, after all, face is important, and life is even more important.

"Advisor, have you ever learned bone-breaking?"

"Nope!"

"But you gave Xiao Zhong a dislocated technique.... Well, going to the hospital is nothing more than that, no, it should be the skill of an old-style bone-setting master!" Doctor Hong felt that the man in front of him was too magical, "Xiao Zhong's heartbeat and blood pressure are also normal, if you don't have a brain, it's probably okay, consultant, you should be a doctor, right?"

"A long illness becomes a good doctor!"

"Oh!" Dr. Hong nodded, turned his head and said, "Chenxi, no need to call a helicopter. ”

"Doctor Hong, I said I was fine! I won't tell you, I'm also a practitioner, I fell from more than 20 meters, my own technical movements are good, and I know how to unload..."

"Hey, I don't know who cried to find my mother when I had a fever!"

Lao Huang coldly mended the gun, which made Lan Keying, Yang Chenxi and several other girls cover their mouths, and Xiao Zhong has the heart to kill Lao Huang at this moment.

"Uncle Xiao Zhong is fine!" Qingqing continued to hold Dr. Hong's hand, "Uncle Doctor, and the patient..."

Brush!

Everyone's eyes were focused on Nie Zheng.

The reason why Lao Huang was called "old" in his twenties was because of his old fritter character, so people in the same company thought that the probability of him being injured was not high.

Lan Keying and other TVC people only know Nie Zheng, who knows who Lao Huang is, so they all look at Nie Zheng.

"Nie Zheng, are you hurt?"

After Yang Ying came down from the hillside, his eyes never left his daughter, and now he only cared about Nie Zheng for the first time, but his eyes were really worried, Nie Zheng naturally would not eat his daughter's vinegar, he smiled slightly: "How can I have something, it should be Lao Huang!"

"It's not Uncle Huang!" Qingqing immediately said: "Bedwetting is not from illness, but you have to wash your pants yourself, hum, otherwise who will wash you!"

"Urine .... Bed?"

Everyone's eyes are on Lao Huang, Lao Huang's face is blue and white, everyone didn't believe it very much, after all, Lao Huang is twenty-seven or eighteen years old, it is estimated that it was a child who said nonsense, but he didn't refute it, that is....

Rumble!

Everyone laughed so hard that they almost fell, especially Xiao Zhong, who was so happy that he really wanted to kiss Qingqing a few times and avenge himself so quickly!

Lao Huang was an old fritter after all, and immediately said: "Qingqing, didn't you say that there is a patient?

His words are very good, this is the focus of everyone's attention, and immediately succeeded in diverting everyone's attention, focusing on Qingqing.

"Qingqing, who is sick?" Yang Ying squatted down and stroked her daughter's face, she was worried that Nie Zheng was injured, but she was reluctant to say it out of such a strong position.

"Mom, it's Mom's sick!" Qingqing pointed at Yang Ying.