The arms holding the child tightened a little, and her tone changed to a polite one.

"Mr. Jiang, although you don't care about this wound, it is for the sake of my little...my child. Let's go to the hospital to bandage it together. If it is not treated in time and tetanus develops, it will be terrible."

While saying this, Xiao Yao kept looking at his injured hand nervously.

Jiang Mo couldn't tell what was going on in her heart. Did she still care about him? Or was she just being polite because he saved her son.

I just don't want to feel guilty.

Jiang Mo wanted to refuse, but for some reason, when the words came to his lips, he turned into: "Yeah."

Xiao Yao couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief when she heard his answer.

She knew something about him back then, and knew that this man was the most stubborn. If it was not necessary, even if he was injured, he would not go to the hospital, but just wash and bandage it.

She still remembered that when he had a cold and high fever, he would stay alone in the apartment where he lived. If she hadn't accidentally come to the door and found him, she didn't know what would have happened to him?

His thoughts drifted away, and when he came back to his senses, he faced Jiang Mo's indifferent face.

She was a bit self-deprecating. Five years have passed and she has changed so much. Maybe he has changed too.

Moreover, what qualifications does she have to care now?

When Xiao Yao was holding Xiao Mo and preparing to go to the hospital with Jiang Mo, the manager of the amusement park came over and asked cautiously: "Excuse me, you two, how to deal with this kidnapper?"

Jiang Mo looked like he was not an ordinary person, and managers did not dare to make decisions without authorization.

"Send to the police station." Jiang Mo said these three words coldly and went directly to his car.

Xiao Yao looked at it and didn't care much. She hurried over with her child in her arms and nervously reminded: "Your hand is injured and you can't drive."

Jiang Mo didn't seem to hear anything and got into the car.

Xiao Yao walked to the car and wanted to speak, but she couldn't.

Jiang Mo sat down in the driver's seat. He didn't hear any movement behind him for a long time. He glanced at him coldly and ordered: "Get in the car?"

"Your hands..."

"Get in the car." Jiang Mo spoke out for the second time, with a hint of impatience on his face.

Xiao Yao pursed her lips. Although her eyes were full of worry, she would be even more worried if she was allowed to carry the child away. Finally, she gritted her teeth and opened the door of the back seat and got in.

As soon as I sat firmly, the car started and waited for the car to drive onto the road.

Xiao Yao, who had been observing Jiang Mo, saw that Jiang Mo almost drove with one hand. When he occasionally needed to change the steering wheel, he only touched it slightly with his fingertips, and his heart was relieved.

As long as he takes care of it, that's fine.

But she didn't know that while she was observing Jiang Mo, Jiang Mo also kept looking at the person sitting in the back seat of the car through the rearview mirror, taking in all the expressions on her face.

Xiao Mo, who was sitting in Xiao Yao's arms, looked at his mother and then at his awesome uncle who was driving the car in front.

An idea suddenly came to my mind. My eyes were moving around flexibly, but with two red and swollen little cheeks, how could I look at them and feel happy?

When they arrived at the hospital, Jiang Mo, as a VIP customer, took Xiao Yao and Xiao Mo up directly.

The doctor first examined Xiaomo and found out that he was beaten like this. He suggested taking a picture. After all, the child was still young, so being beaten like this could easily lead to problems and concussion.

While filming in Xiaomo, Xiao Yao waited nearby with her heart high, fearing that something would happen to her child.

If this happens, she really doesn't know how to face it, Xiaomo is everything to her.

She squeezed her hands tightly, afraid of hearing bad results.

But she didn't realize that Jiang Mo had been standing beside her. Although his eyes did not fall on her, his attention was always lingering around her.

Until the nurse came forward and reminded: "Mr. Jiang, your hands need to be treated."

Only then did Xiao Yao realize that Jiang Mo's hand hadn't been dealt with yet.

She felt a little guilty in her heart, why had she forgotten again.

He immediately turned his head and said, "Thank you, Mr. Jiang. I can do it myself. You'd better go and take care of the wound."

Jiang Mo frowned, as if he was a little dissatisfied. In the end, without even looking at her, he turned around and left. The nurse also hurriedly left.

Xiao Yao looked at the direction of the filming studio and then at the direction where Jiang Mo left.

In the end, my heart still fell on Xiaomo's side.

Xiao Mo needs her company more than Jiang Mo, and everyone has already arrived at the hospital, and there are so many doctors and nurses. He just injured his palm, so there will be no problem.

But even though she convinced herself with these reasons, while waiting for Xiao Mo to come out of the filming studio, her heart kept wandering and she couldn't calm down.

On the other side, Jiang Mo walked out of Xiao Yao's sight.

Halfway through, his steps suddenly stopped.

The nurse also stopped and asked strangely: "Mr. Jiang, what's wrong with you?"

Jiang Mo said nothing, turned his head and glanced back.

The road ahead was quiet and empty.

The woman didn't follow.

A flash of self-mockery flashed through his heart, what else did he expect?

Didn't he already know that this woman was indifferent to him? How could he compare to the child she had with another man?

"Mr. Jiang?" The nurse didn't hear the answer and called again in confusion.

Jiang Mo turned his gaze back, and his already cold face became even more indifferent.

The nurse felt like she was getting cold all over her body. Obviously the hospital is air-conditioned!

Without any time to wonder, Jiang Mo strode forward again, and the nurse could only follow in a hurry.

He took Jiang Mo to another treatment room and disinfected Jiang Mo's wounds. Everyone who had been disinfected knew how painful it was when disinfecting with iodophor, but Jiang Mo didn't say a word.

The hand didn't even dodge. If it weren't for the fact that there was no anesthesia, the nurse would have thought it was not his hand.

"Mr. Jiang, it's ready."

As soon as Jiang Mo heard this, he retracted his hand without even looking at it, as if he didn't care about it at all.

He stood up and walked out directly.

The nurse looked at this scene, shook her head and muttered: "That's weird."

Xiao Yao waited outside the filming room for more than ten minutes before Xiao Mo came out.

As soon as he came out, he opened his little hands to hug him. Xiao Yao also hurried over and picked up the child from the ground. At the same time, he nervously asked the doctor who came out: "Doctor, how is my son's condition? Does he have a concussion?"

The doctor pointed in the direction of the office and walked forward.

After arriving at the office, he looked at the film taken by Xiao Mo and said to Xiao Yao: "It's nothing, don't worry."

Xiao Yao breathed a sigh of relief.

The doctor added: "Generally, children's bodies are relatively fragile, so this is more dangerous. Fortunately, the nerves on the child's face were not hit this time, otherwise they might become deaf. As a parent, you must pay attention in the future, and never hit the nerves on the child's face.
Chapter completed!