"That's it......" Chu Yuming pondered for a moment: "You wait! ”

With that, he strode into his room.

The servant's curious eyes followed the past, and saw Chu Yuming open the door of the balcony, climb the railing with his small body, and flexibly jump towards the balcony on Chu Xinbai's side.

She was a little worried, this little young master was too reckless, in case she fell, the height of the third floor was enough to make people either dead or injured.

Fortunately, in the end, Chu Yuming landed firmly on the ground.

He pushed the glass door on the balcony and found that it was not moving.

It should have been locked by the first white.

Chu Yuming frowned, and slapped the glass in front of him hard, "bang" sounded, but there was still no movement inside.

He shook his reddened palm, his expression anxious and uneasy.

Looking around and seeing the deck chairs on the balcony, he stepped forward to move them, but unfortunately the five-year-old didn't have such a strong effort.

His heart became more and more anxious, and in the morning that was not too hot, a thin layer of fine sweat overflowed from the corners of his forehead.

Suddenly, his whole body stiffened, his head kept shaking from side to side, and the brilliance in his eyes flickered and dimmed.

There are words in his mouth: "No, I don't need your help, you don't come out......"

He raised his hand with difficulty, desperately covered his ears, and roared in a low voice: "Don't say it again, I won't listen...... You...... Get out of here! ”

"Little Master...... Are you okay? ”

The maid's voice came from next door, Chu Yuming gasped, and his arms hung weakly at his sides.

"It's fine." He exhaled a breath of turbidity and said slowly, "Go get a hammer, it should be bigger." ”

"Yes, young master." The maid's heartstrings were dark, she waited at the door for a long time and didn't see Chu Yuming open the door, thinking that he was stranded in the lady's room.

Fortunately, she was too worried, so it should be that the lady locked the balcony door.

Soon, the maid went and returned, wrapped the hammer in his hand in a thick towel, and threw it gently, and Chu Yuming caught it accurately.

He flicked his hammer, looked at the glass door for a moment, spotted a spot, and smashed it down.

"Pop ......" The glass shattered in response to the sound and fell to the ground in pieces.

And there was no slag left on the door frame, if it weren't for the glass on the ground, I am afraid that those who do not know would have thought that there was only one door frame here.

Chu Yuming didn't have time to appreciate his masterpiece, so he walked into the room quickly.

The little man on the bed was covered with a thin quilt on his stomach, his eyes were closed, his brows were tightly locked, his cheeks were red, and his mouth made a "gurgling" sound, and he didn't know what he dreamed of, and he was talking nonsense that he couldn't understand.

Chu Yuming touched her forehead, which was amazingly hot.

"Little master, what's wrong with her, miss?" The door was knocked on by the servant: "Little master, open the door first." ”

A dark glint flashed in Chu Yuming's eyes, and he took a deep look at Chu Xinbai, who was burned to a pulp, and got up and opened the door.

"She had a high fever and contacted the driver to take her to the hospital."

"Good ......" The maid only had time to take a quick look, and Chu Xinbai was stopped by Chu Yuming...... Resist.

He also wanted to hug the princess, but unfortunately his small body did not allow such an operation.

"......" servants.

Actually, she could.

It's a pity that the little young master obviously doesn't want to give her this opportunity.

How to break??

As a matter of urgency, the maid had to walk quickly in front of them and ask the driver to drive the car at the gate of the hospital, so as to pick up the young lady and rush to the hospital as soon as possible.