Yao Dimai's daughter has a lively personality and is a naughty girl who is no less charming than boys.

Shen Chaoxi was listening to her grandmother's complaints when the phone in her handbag rang.

The anxious voice of the aunt at home could be heard, accompanied by Shang Zhuoming's earth-shaking cry.

Shen Chaoxi's heart skipped a beat and she didn't bother to talk to her grandmother. She just picked up her bag and ran out.

"Madam, the young master fell down the stairs, his head is bleeding, and... his wrist is also swollen!"

My aunt's voice changed, I don't know if it was because she was worried or scared.

Shen Chaoxi didn't have time to listen to the rest of the words. He had already opened the car door, started the engine, and rushed out without any buffer.

When grandma came out of the house, she saw the tail end of the white car turning out of the community gate, so she went back to call Yao Yuan.

As for Shen Chaoxi, he ran through two red lights while driving and was stopped by the traffic police when passing a booth.

Shen Chaoxi didn't even get out of the car, but handed his driving license and ID card to the traffic police.

"My son fell and got hurt, and I rushed home in a hurry. Sorry, I'll deal with it later!"

Shen Chaoxi's face flushed, and his clear eyes were filled with bloodshot.

At this time, it was rush hour after get off work, there were too many vehicles on the road and the traffic was very heavy. She honked the horn but it didn't help.

All I could hear in my mind was Shang Zhuoming's screaming.

As a mother, I can naturally hear the child's condition from his crying. This has never happened since he was born. He must be crying like this out of fear and pain.

At this moment, Shen Chaoxi felt like there were two hands tearing at his heart.

There was a red light district ahead and vehicles stopped in front of the Audi. Shen Chaoxi tried to overtake but failed. For the first time, he angrily hit the steering wheel with his hand.

She called Shang Jianghan on the car phone, and as soon as the call was connected, she became emotional and started crying like a loser.

"Brother, the child fell. I'm on the way. Please go back quickly. Auntie said that the child's wrist is swollen and his head is bleeding. I heard him crying so loudly. Jiang Han, please hurry up. I can't get through the red light here. I'm so anxious!"

Shen Chaoxi began to speak incoherently.

Shen Chaoxi cried and mumbled a lot, and only stopped to listen to the low soothing voice of the man on the other end of the phone.

"Don't worry, be obedient! Drive carefully and don't overtake. I'll be home soon!"

Shang Jianghan's words were like a reassurance, calming Shen Chaoxi's frantic heart immediately.

"Will he get hurt from the fall? It must have been very painful. You don't know how hard I heard him cry. This is the best cry I've ever seen from a child!"

Shen Chaoxi sobbed violently and wiped her face with her hands, which were covered with tears.

On the other end of the phone, there was the sound of a car door closing, and Shang Jianghan said that he had arrived.

Shen Chaoxi felt half relieved of her worries. She knew that as long as Shang Jianghan was there, all problems could be solved.

The phone was still not hung up. Shang Jianghan walked quickly forward while trying to comfort his wife on the other end of the phone.

The indicator light in front of him turned from red to green. A car in front was hesitant and refused to move forward. Shen Chaoxi honked the horn and cursed.

On the phone, Shang Jianghan raised his voice, unusually calm and stern.

"Shen Chaoxi, wake up! My child and I will be worried if anything happens while driving!"

The emotions that Shen Chaoxi had suppressed with great difficulty came up again.

"I shouldn't have gone out. I didn't have classes in the afternoon. When I was coaxing my child to sleep at noon, he kept grabbing my shirt. I knew he didn't want me to leave. Auntie said that every time the child wakes up and doesn't see his mother, he will be unhappy. I shouldn't have sent him to school when he was young. I should have accompanied him to kindergarten..."

At this time, Shang Jianghan had already gotten off the elevator, walked a few steps to his doorstep, unlocked it with his fingerprint, and opened the door.

Although he comforted Shen Chaoxi all the way, his heart was still hanging.

Half an hour ago, the board meeting was still in progress when Feng Che rushed in with the phone in hand.

In front of all the directors, he said that he had received a call from home saying that the young master had fallen and injured his head and was bleeding.

Shang Jianghan got up in a hurry, overturned his chair and rushed out of the meeting room.

The child is his and Shen Chaoxi's life. The continuation of life is not just a word, but the crystallization of love given to all. Although they usually do not advocate spoiling children, they also allow bumps and bumps within a safe range, because they know that flowers grown in a greenhouse are too delicate and need people who can experience wind and rain in the future. They cannot harm the child, but should give him freedom and the courage to try.

Therefore, as long as both of them are at home, the care of the children will not be handled by the aunt.

On the phone, Shen Chaoxi cried and said that she should not go out, and she was also reflecting on whether she had arranged too much work and neglected to accompany her children.

The door opened in front of him, and the little guy's heart-wrenching cry had turned into low sobs.

"The master is back, and the child's second uncle is off duty, so he has already dealt with the young master..."

"Well, where are the people?"

There was no sign of the child in the living room, so following the sound, Shang Jianghan rushed directly to the second floor.

He did not hang up the phone in his hand. He walked into the bedroom and saw the little guy curled up on Shang Jiangchuan's shoulder, sobbing, with his eyes red and swollen from crying.

"Second brother, how are you?"

Shang Jianghan asked the question, but his deep eyes were fixed on the child.

At this time, the little guy's forehead was simply wrapped with a medical bandage and a piece of white tape on his forehead, with blood oozing out.

The little girl looked up and saw her father. She had already stopped crying, but then she pouted and started crying again.

I know he is deliberately playing the victim, but it still makes people feel heartbroken.

“Dad, it hurts!”

I can still express my status, so it seems that there is no big problem.

Shang Jianghan took over the little guy and found that his left wrist was also wrapped in tape, and there were even some broken skin on his knees and calves.

Shang Jianghan’s brows were so tightly furrowed that they could pinch a fly to death.

Shang Jiangchuan freed his hands and went to get the medicine box.

"Third brother, you're here just in time. The child is making a fuss and won't let me apply the medicine. Please coax him and clean the abrasion."

Shang Jianghan nodded. Although he felt bad, he still had to do it.

For ordinary wounds, Shang Jiangchuan is professional enough and there is no need to go to the hospital.

"Daddy, it hurts!" The little guy began to resist.

"Be good, put some medicine on it and it won't hurt. Mommy will be back soon."

When the little guy heard his mother, he pouted and stopped making trouble.

"Looking for mom, huhu!"

"Well, Dad will give me a snoring, and Uncle will also give me a snoring when he applies the medicine!"

Shang Jiangchuan started preparing medicine while the child was not resisting.

The medicine had just been prepared, the bedroom door opened, and Shen Chaoxi came in.

"Mommy, give me a hug!"

Shen Chaoxi's eyes went dark as he thought about the child being injured. However, he didn't expect the fall to be so bad that all the exposed skin on his body was scratched.

However, she couldn't be fragile in front of her child. She turned around, wiped her tears, and forced a smile.

"Well, mommy will hug you, baby, be good, we just need to apply the medicine."

"Mom, huhu, it doesn't hurt."

"Yeah, mommy hoo!"

As the adult and the student were talking, Shang Jiangchuan began to apply the medicine skillfully.

Shang Zhuoming's fall was indeed quite severe. He had a cut on his forehead that required two stitches, and his left wrist was sprained. Although the bones were fine, he had to be fixed for a week before he could turn it. He also had seven or eight abrasions of varying sizes.

(End of this chapter)