The little guy is only four years old, handling such an incident must have given him quite a scare.
Sissi trusts him so much, leaving Luo Jun in his care. If sothing were to happen to the little guy, how could he ever face her again?!
Besides, this little guy is already like a son to him.
The little guy gently shakes his head, carefully squeezing half his body through the gap between the two front seats, his small face leaning close to Leng Zimo’s right arm, which is being held carefully by the martial arts instructor, puffing his small mouth and blowing on his arm.
"MOMO?!" John turns his face with so confusion, "What are you doing?"
"I’m blowing for Uncle Zimo." The little guy looks at Leng Zimo’s face comfortingly, "Mom says that blowing on it makes it not hurt, Uncle Zimo, does it help?"
Leng Zimo looks at this little person’s face with those big eyes, feeling a tender emotion naturally rise in his heart, "It works; uncle feels much better now."
"Then I’ll keep blowing." The little guy smiles with satisfaction, lowering his little face again, puffing his little mouth to blow on his arm once more.
Watching the little guy seriously blowing, Leng Zimo feels a wave of heartache, "Mo Mo, that’s enough, uncle feels much better now, no need to blow anymore."
"I’m not tired." The little guy gives another blow on his arm, "Uncle Zimo saved my life, I have to repay Uncle Zimo."
Listening to the little guy’s childish voice, all four adults, except for John who doesn’t understand much Chinese, smile knowingly.
Leng Zimo feels the cool air from his blowing brush across his burning painful arm, and he feels like the pain in his arm seems to lessen significantly, "Mo Mo, you don’t need to repay Uncle Zimo; you’re safe, and that makes uncle very happy. Uncle just has a fracture, no need to worry, it will heal soon."
Yet the little guy stubbornly continues to blow on his arm, unable to be persuaded otherwise, Leng Zimo has no choice but to let him continue.
The martial arts instructor looks at the little guy and can only sigh admiringly, "This child’s mother must be truly amazing to raise such a well-behaved child."
"Isn’t that right." The assistant director nods in agreent, "A single uncle, not easy at all."
As the car makes its way into the city, Xiao Ding takes out his phone to make a call to Shen Yizhou.
By the ti the car arrives at the general hospital and stops outside the ergency room, Shen Yizhou is already there waiting with so nurses.
Welco Leng Zimo into the ergency room, Shen Yizhou gives him a simple check-up and imdiately issues a form for an X-ray, telling him to get it done.
"The X-ray can wait, imdiately check Mo Mo; he fell from over three ters, and I think I pulled at his arm. Also, see if he has a concussion or anything like that?!"
"Alright, I’ll take care of the child; you go get the X-ray. You’re not a doctor, what’s the use of you staying here?!" Shen Yizhou gives him a glance, then imdiately waves at Xiao Ding, "Go, take him for the X-ray!"
"Stop wasting ti!" Leng Zimo frowns, unwilling to leave, "Hurry and check him."
Seeing his expression, everyone wears a look of helplessness.
The little guy Luo Jun lifts his small face, "Uncle Zimo, mom says that you should listen to the doctor when you’re sick."
The always unyielding Leng Zimo simply gives him a gentle smile, "Alright, uncle will listen, uncle will go for the X-ray, you stay here and let Uncle Shen check you."
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