"Mr. Yao, her leg is injured, get a doctor to look at it!" Ling Tian'ao's tone was commanding when he spoke to Yao Zhenglong, brooking no doubt.
Yao Zhenglong didn't mind at all, merely bowing his head with a hunch, "How did it get hurt! Okay! I'll call a doctor right away!"
As soon as Yao Zhenglong left, Xia Zhisu sat up with a scoot, "Ling Tian'ao, what are you trying to do!"
"Hmm?!" Ling Tian'ao raised an eyebrow, "I'm sending you home and asking your foster father to call a doctor. Of course, I'm helping you. Why the tone?"
Xia Zhisu grabbed Ling Tian'ao's clothes, "A weasel paying respects at the henhouse! You're up to no good!"
Ling Tian'ao replied as if it were a matter of course, "A weasel paying respects at the henhouse is certainly up to no good!"
"You! Ling Tian'ao! Don't get any crooked ideas about the Yao Family! If you're unsatisfied with anything, come at me!" Xia Zhisu shouted, clutching his collar.
