No longer touched, Fan Zijin glared at the four brats. "You still have the cheek to talk? You can't even articulate your thoughts clearly. Haven't you learned anything from all that studying?"
Mu Yangling coughed lightly and advised, "Although their words don't sound nice, they have good intentions. Don't be angry with them."
Fan Zijin snorted and decided to let the matter rest. He glanced at Little An and snapped, "What are you waiting for? Hurry up and apply the medicine. Do you want me to beg you?"
The four children immediately swarmed out.
Mu Yangling looked at Fan Zijin, then at Little Madam Xia before chasing after the children.
"Where are you hurt?" Mu Yangling caught up with the children and hurriedly tugged at them.
The four children touched their buttocks in unison. Tiger Head and Little Lion only rubbed their butts before waving their hands and saying, "It's fine."
Wensu sensed it carefully and shook his head, too. "It doesn't seem to hurt much anymore."
