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“No.” He had a military dical kit. A soldier that needed to treat an injury with a Band-Aid would be unworthy of being a soldier.
No, huh…
He was sowhat disappointed.
Another reason is that he was afraid Enna Clark would see the scars on his arm.
As he was hesitating whether to buy so Band-Aids or not, he suddenly rembered there were so in his schoolbag given to him by Rose Howell.
He quickly opened his schoolbag and found the things that Rose forcibly stuffed into his pencil case.
Although they were colorful, they were indeed Band-Aids.
He took out five and handed them to Baron Lawrence without any politeness, “Uncle Baron, can you help put these on the wounds?”
Baron Lawrence looked down at the colorful things in his hand and frowned.
What kind of Band-Aids would a grown man use? And of this kind!
He felt that a man wouldn’t need to use these things but when he t the little guy’s expectant eyes, he involuntarily tore open the package and pasted them on the wounds. By the ti all the wounds were covered with Band-Aids,
Tobias Clark’s arm looked like a cartoon bandage exhibition, flashy and gaudy.
He couldn’t stand the sight of his arm, silently cursing Rose’s taste. He explained, “My girl…”
Almost saying ‘my girl,’ thankfully he reacted quickly and changed it to, “Mummy would be angry if she knew I was fighting with soone in kindergarten. Uncle Baron, can you not tell mummy about today?”
“…you’re afraid of your mom?”
Tobias was cunning, “Not afraid. Grandma Panda said n are made of clay and can be treated casually. Won are made of water and must be handled carefully, otherwise they will flood the Jinshan. Also, n are for hitting, and won are for spoiling. I’m a man, so of course I have to spoil my mummy.” Where did he learn such twisted logic? ‘What about your dad…”
Baron Lawrence’s intention was to ask, since he wants to spoil his mom, what’s his attitude towards his dad?
Tobias answered without thinking, “Isn’t my dad cleaning toilets in Country W? I just told Uncle Baron yesterday, did you forget?”
Cleaning toilets!
Baron Lawrence’s face darkened as he silently chanted three tis, ‘biological child, biological child, biological child!’ before suppressing the urge to beat him and slamming the dical kit shut. He put the dical kit back in its original place and told him, “Sit in the front with later on.”
He was only five years old after all, and there was no car seat suitable for a
child his age. It was safer to keep him under his watch.
Tobias could read people well. Although Baron Lawrence’s facial expressions hadn’t changed much, he still keenly sensed that the ‘dubious man’ was angry. He just chalked it up to heartbreak over once again confirming that his girl was spoken for. It was only right that the dubious man should be angry.
He obediently followed, carrying his little schoolbag, got out of the car, and went back to the front to sit down.
It seed that they wouldn’t be able to go to the amusent park today…
He felt a bit disappointed.
At that mont, the man who got back into the car suddenly turned his head and asked him, “Which amusent park do you want to go to?”
Tobias’s eyes lit up, and he quickly nad an amusent park.
Baron Lawrence imdiately reversed the car, stepped on the accelerator, and the Land Rover smoothly drove towards the direction of the amusent park…
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