Once she arrives at the hospital, she can't move unless it's the child's business.

Suddenly coming home on the way to work, there must be something wrong with the child!

With a gloomy face, Night Thunder Lord drove back from the Saint Dia Group, and when the tall body of the man appeared in the hall, the servants waiting in the hall bowed their heads one after another, and they did not dare to come out.

This atmosphere made the man frown and his handsome face even darker.

"Where's the young grandmother? Where is Little Nine Little Four!? His voice was as cold as ice, and Night Thunder had already guessed that something had happened to the child, so he snorted, and walked quickly to the elevator without waiting for anyone to answer.

Ding——At this time, the elevator door just opened, Wei Liang walked out of it, and when he saw Ye Tingjue, he immediately bowed slightly, and said, "Young Master, are you back......?"

"What's going on!?" Night Thunder Jue walked directly into the elevator, and Wei Liang hurriedly followed up and stood behind him.

After a while, he replied, "Young master, it's the little lady......"

"What's wrong with Xiao Jiu?" Before the butler's words were finished, they were interrupted by the man, and Night Thunder Jue turned around, his eyes glazed.

Wei Liang's face changed, and when he touched the man's cold gaze, he was so frightened that he hurriedly lowered his head, and secretly screamed in his heart: This is not to say that the little lady fell into the water, the lord has this face, if he knows......

Wei Liang didn't dare to think about it, and prayed in his heart that the lord's anger would not be too great, otherwise the servants of the entire Ye family would not be at peace!

"Speak!" Night Thunder Lord had lost his patience, and when he heard that something was wrong with his daughter, his heart sank to the bottom.

"Little Miss, Little Miss, she ......" Wei Liang stiffened his head and gritted his teeth, "Little Miss fell into the fountain ......"

"Falling into the fountain!?" Night Thunderlord narrowed his eyes, and the cold air in his dark eyes was spreading.

“…… I'm sorry, young master, it's my dereliction of duty! Wei Liang pressed his head lower, he didn't dare to breathe hard, and his face was grim.

Night Thunder Jue's face was cold, and his dark and deep eyes burst out with cold light, like a sharp blade, almost killing someone.

He was silent for a moment, and after the elevator door opened, he strode out, and along the way, the men were roaring: "A bunch of waste, even a child can't look good!" ”

The hall outside the elevator was full of servants, and when they saw Ye Tingjue walking out with red eyes, they all lowered their heads, no one dared to speak, and they didn't even breathe, so they held their breath.

In the children's room, Xia Tong was holding the child, and Xiao Jiu had a drip hanging on the back of her left hand, afraid that she would move, so the doctors specially found a box to wrap around her hand, so that the child could not make a fist to prevent the needle from falling off.

She gently patted the child's back and coaxed her to sleep, but Xiao Jiu was not feeling well, although she closed her eyes, she did not sleep, and her mouth kept coughing.

Xia Tong's eyes were red, humming a nursery rhyme in her mouth, and Xiao Si stood in front of her, also holding her sister's hand all the time.

The three little maids took out Xiao Jiu's changed clothes from the bathroom, and were about to go out, when they heard the roar of Night Thunder Jue, the three of them turned white in fright, and quickly stood aside, lowered their heads, and their arms began to tremble.

Xia Tong glanced at the tense faces of the three of them, and frowned, listening to the roar outside, thinking: This anger is the biggest in history, it is estimated that it will last for a few more days, and the family will have no peace!

Just as he was thinking about it, the door had been pushed open, and Ye Tingjue walked in with a handsome face, and when he saw the pale little face of his daughter in Xia Tong's arms, he was even more angry.

"Rubbish! Can't a child look at it at such a young age!? The man's gaze swept over the three maids with their heads bowed, and their expressions were murderous.