My next year A is a little trickster?

"Xia Qingzhe! It's fine if you beat your brother outside, but you came home to beat someone today? Isn't the house chaotic enough because you're idle? Huh?"

"This is Xia's family. Who allowed them to live in? If you hadn't gone out and messed around, what would have happened today?" Xia Qingzhe questioned An Yiduo.

When An Yiduo heard this, he became furious, "Are you going to turn against the sky? Xia Qingzhe, remember, I am your father! The Xia family is still in my hands, and it's not your turn!"

"It's not my turn?" Xia Qingzhe sneered, "What? You still want to change Xia's surname?"

An Yiduo's face was embarrassing, Xia Qingzhe's calculations were exposed in public, no matter how calm he was, he couldn't bear him.

"Uncle Lin, go get the whip. It seems that I was too merciful last time and failed to make him remember. I have to let him have enough memory this time!"

"What? I'm not allowed to tell you about the things I did secretly and secretly? Has the Xia family given you enough? You are not satisfied with letting you live a high life, and you still take the money from the Xia family to go Fucking and raising a mistress outside.

Even the illegitimate child is well hidden, and now the mistress is in charge!I have to f*ck go abroad!Do you know how the outside world makes fun of me and how the Xia family makes fun of it? "

--Snapped--

An Yiduo slapped Xia Qingzhe on the face, and the sound resounded throughout the resplendent and empty villa.

Everyone present was stunned.

"You hit me again?" Xia Qingzhe laughed at himself, "Okay, An Yiduo, you don't want me as a son now, right? But this is exactly what I want, and I don't want to have a father like you either! "

"Uncle Lin! Why haven't you brought the whip yet?"

"Mr. An, young master, he just said something out of anger, don't take it to heart..." Uncle Lin said cautiously.

"Bring the whip!"

Uncle Lin had no choice but to hand over the whip to him.

An Yiduo played a ruthless hand this time, and knocked Xia Qingzhe unconscious in front of everyone in the hall.

"Mr. An, the young master has passed out, if you hit him again, you will die!"

Tu Lijuan watched from the sidelines, but she was too scared to speak out. She just wanted An Yiduo to teach Xia Qingzhe a lesson, and she didn't intend to kill anyone. At that time, none of them would be able to excuse them.

An Zinu clenched his fists, and stared viciously at An Yiduo's every move behind An Yiduo's back.

"Isn't he very powerful? I don't believe these few whips can kill him!"

An Yiduo was still able to understand how to swing a whip, Xia Qingzhe was so painful that his consciousness became blurred again, and the burning pain came from his body one after another, which made him fall into the hell of his eight years old.

Passed out again.

I don't know how long it took before An Yiduo shook off his whip and went to the study on the second floor. Uncle Lin hurriedly called the private doctor.

Xia Qingzhe's back was bloody and bloody, the white shirt had been smashed into pieces, pieces of fabric were smashed into the exposed flesh and blood.

The doctor cleaned up the wound several times after busy work, and the forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat.

"Doctor Zeng, how is the young master?" Uncle Lin looked at Xia Qingzhe who was still sleeping on the bed, and he didn't seem to wake up, so he was very worried.

Dr. Zeng is over 50 years old now, and he is close friends with Xia Qingzhe's grandfather, Xia Bixiang. When Xia Bixiang was still alive, he had been the personal doctor of the Xia family. After Xia Bixiang passed away, he resigned and became an idler. .

Uncle Lin called him today and said that he came because the young master of the Xia family was in an emergency.

"Although no important part was injured, the injury will not heal in a short time. If this pain is changed by someone else, it may die of pain." Doctor Zeng was also very distressed, "That guy Bi Xiang was the one who hurt the most when he was alive." It's his grandson who can't bear to scold him, let alone beat him, and now he is beaten like this, hey..."

When Dr. Zeng talked about these things, he could only shake his head and sigh helplessly. He is also old and can't do anything.

"Take care of him and see if he can wake up tomorrow. I'll come back at this time tomorrow."

"I send you."

Uncle Lin sent Dr. Zeng out of the old house, and An Zinuo took advantage of this to enter Xia Qingzhe's room.

Xia Qingzhe was lying on the bed, still in a coma.

"Is he really that important to brother?" An Zinuo stood beside the bed and said to himself, "Every time I see brother in such pain, I feel so sad, I wish I could tear An Yiduo to pieces butcher..."

Suddenly, An Zinuo sat on the bed, stretched out his hand and gently sketched Xia Qingzhe's facial features, and said in an extremely pampering tone, "Unfortunately, it's not possible now...Brother is not good now, not at all...It always makes me sad, I still need to use An Yiduo again...I want to make my brother my possession!"

An Zinuo's fingertips slid along Xia Qingzhe's eyebrows to the bridge of his nose, and finally stroked Xia Qingzhe's lips. The soft, hot moisture made him linger, and he lowered his head and pressed his lips to it.

There is a scent of evening primrose in my mouth...

Just as he was about to move further, footsteps sounded outside the door.

An Zinuo stood up calmly, as if nothing happened just now.

Uncle Lin was a little surprised when he came in and saw An Zinuo. An Zinuo had always looked innocent and harmless in front of them. The young man was good-looking and handsome, with exquisite facial features and cold white skin, he was the dream lover of countless teenagers.

It's a pity that there is always a chill in those deep light blue eyes, even with a smile on his face, it gives people a sense of danger.

"I'll take a look at brother." An Zinuo smiled at Uncle Lin, both proud and distressed, "Dad is really cruel."

"What did you do to the young master? You made him come to the house and beat you in person." Uncle Lin asked him seriously.

"It's nothing, it's just a few words with one of his friends, they may have had a conflict, brother misunderstood me." An Zinuo said calmly, he didn't care about this matter at all, "Take care of brother, I'm going out first."

As soon as An Zinuo came out, he ran into An Yiduo who was upstairs, and he greeted him with a smile.

"How is your brother?"

"Still in a coma," An Zinuo smiled, "But Dad should act more gently in the future, this almost killed my brother."

"His temper, he should be beaten up so that he can remember well, otherwise he won't know what kind of moths he will make for me in the future!"

"If Dad is worried about brother, go in and have a look."

An Yiduo let out a "hum" and went into the study, instead of going to Xia Qingzhe's room.

Xia Qingzhe woke up from the coma at noon the next day.

Uncle Lin who just came in saw it and hurried over to help him, "How do you feel, young master?"

Xia Qingzhe felt that every nerve in his head was aching, as if about to explode, rubbed his temples before opening weakly, "Headache..."

"I'll get you some painkillers."

The painkiller didn't take effect so quickly, Xia Qingzhe could only continue to lie on the bed, "How long have I been comatose?"

"It's been a day, let me get you some porridge. You haven't eaten all day." After speaking, Uncle Lin went to the kitchen and brought another bowl of light white rice porridge with nothing in it.

He didn't even add any sugar, and it tasted tasteless. After he took a few sips, Uncle Lin took it away.

"Then you rest first. Doctor Zeng will come to check your wound later. I'll go out first."

Uncle Lin went out with the bowl and closed the door quietly.

Xia Qingzhe recalled that he was doing it too, so why did he have to succeed for a while to anger An Yiduo? Because of his mouth, he was almost beaten to death.

Too much!

Annoyed for a while, Xia Qingzhe took out his phone to send a message to Bai Luonian.

——Doctor Bai ~ I am in pain~

When Bai Luonian received the news, he was discussing some patients' operations with Gu Ang, so he put the phone's screen off and put it aside.

Xia Qingzhe continued to send him messages.

——Doctor Bai, please don't fail to reply me, okay?

——I am really in pain ~ I am about to die of pain ~ You will never see such a handsome Xia Qingzhe again ~

——It is said that doctors are benevolent, why is Doctor Bai so cruel?How can you do this to me?

Xia Qingzhe typed a lot of messages all at once, and Bai Luonian's phone kept vibrating.

"Why don't you just check the news? What if it's an emergency?" Gu Ang reminded Bai Luonian.

Bai Luonian picked up the phone and looked at it. The dozens of messages were all sent by Xia Qingzhe, and he directly clicked on the settings to blacklist him.

"It's okay, it's all irrelevant information, let's continue the topic just now."

Xia Qingzhe saw the glaring red exclamation mark on the phone page when he sent it again, and left the phone on the bed in a fit of anger. His large movements touched the wound on his back, and the blood stained the white gauze at a speed visible to the naked eye.

He picked up his mobile phone to call Bai Luonian again.

Bai Luonian put him on the blacklist again.

Xia Qingzhe threw the phone again...

"It's all like this, why don't you stop?" At this time, Dr. Zeng walked in with a medical kit.

"Grandpa Zeng..." Xia Qingzhe lay down on the bed all of a sudden, "I'm so sad~ I miss Grandpa..."

"Tell me about you—" Dr. Zeng wanted to say a few words to him, but he didn't know what to say. He pointed at him for a long time but couldn't hold back a word.

"What are you doing to provoke An Yiduo? It's because your mother was blinded by him and refused to listen to your grandfather when he beat you up like this... Hey..."

"I was just too angry and just said a few words..." Xia Qingzhe buried his head in his arms, his voice muffled.

"Did you say a few words about him? You just brought his scandal and ambition to the surface. Can he not be angry?"

"That's the truth. I'll get back everything about the Xia family sooner or later. He, An Yiduo, won't even try to take any of it away."