21. Banquet II...

"Tianbao, bear with it, Dad will take you to the hospital right away!" Ou Xingtian sat up with his son in his arms with a heartache on his face, took out a handkerchief and pressed the bleeding wound on his head, gently comforting his mouth.

"Dad, don't move! When I move my head, it hurts even more!" Ou Tianbao clenched Ou Xingtian's sleeve and whispered weakly.

It was not easy for him to develop to this stage according to his expectations, how could it be possible if he did not continue? In the aisle where people come and go, the more people see this drama of murdering brothers, the better.

With this blow, he must make Ou Lingyi faceless in the Ou family and gain a foothold in the upper class.

"Okay, Daddy doesn't move, you rest on Daddy's shoulders! Why don't you call the doctor soon? Get the second young master too! Move quickly!" Ou Xingtian helped his son sit up, his hand just passed through his armpit, ready to go Carrying him to the hospital caused the eldest son to whimper, and he quickly stopped, turning his head and anxiously instructing the bodyguards who followed him.

"Yes!" When the bodyguards saw the eldest young master holding the blood-covered young master in his arms, they were heartbroken and anxious, they quickly agreed, and hurried out to call for someone.

"What the hell is going on?" Ou Xingzhen hurried over and saw a puddle of blood on the ground. Ou Tianbao was held by his elder brother. Although the wound on his head was covered with a handkerchief, the blood continued to flow from his fingers. Out, flowing into the neck, the scene looked very terrifying.

And the blue veins on the forehead of my eldest brother also jumped, and he was about to collapse.

"Why are you asking so many questions? Come and take a look!" Ou Xingtian turned his head and roared at his brother who was stunned beside him.

"It's okay, Uncle, I had an argument with Xiaoyi. He accidentally pushed me, and I hit the platform before I could stand firm. It's my fault." Ou Tianbao was in his father's arms, although he was very comfortable. , very satisfied, but helpless, his father never asked the reason, he couldn't help but feel a little anxious. Now that the second uncle has spoken, he hastily and weakly described 'what happened' in an understatement.

"Yi'er pushed you?" As soon as Ou Xingzhen knelt down to examine his nephew's wounds, he heard the 'facts' he stated, and turned around to look, only to find that his little nephew was half-kneeling not far from a few people, looking at them coldly .

Ou Xingtian only discovered the existence of his younger son at this moment. He frowned, turned his head to look at the young man, and asked in a cold voice, "What kind of dispute can make you take such a heavy hand on your own brother? Why are you always so responsible? xing! Self-centered?!"

"Brother, calm down, there may be some misunderstanding in the middle! Xiaoyi is not that kind of person!" Ou Xingzhen quickly took off his tie, put a handkerchief on the wound of his eldest nephew, and quickly tied it around his forehead.

After simply dealing with the wound, he immediately turned around, stood up with his arms around his little nephew, and persuaded his elder brother.

If it was usual, when he saw this bloody scene, he would believe the eldest nephew without hesitation, and scold the younger nephew for his ignorance.

But just now in the room I witnessed how Ou Tianbao made trouble for his little guy, and he knew the indifferent behavior of the little guy, and knew that he was determined not to make trouble to the point where others would do it.

Therefore, Ou Xingzheng is 80% sure that there must be something hidden in the middle.

"Misunderstanding? Could there be any misunderstanding? Could it be that Tianbao hit the wound himself?" Ou Xingtian was distressed and feared his son's back, and looked back and coldly dismissed his brother's words.

"Dad, second uncle, stop arguing! I have a headache! It's all my fault! It's my fault that I didn't stand firm, I don't blame my brother! It's just that I am injured like this. I'm afraid I won't be able to bring my brother to speak together. I'm sorry!" Ou Tianbao frowned, pulled his father's sleeve, and spoke weakly to discourage the two brothers from arguing.

"Baby is fine! Dad won't blame you! Stop talking, rest for a while, the doctor will come soon!" Seeing the eldest son's injury like this, he was still thinking about Ou Lingyi's affairs. Ou Xingtian's heart was tearing apart in pain. sharp.

He wrapped his arms around his eldest son's weak body, and cast a cold glance at Ou Lingyi with red eyes. This glance probably meant that he would settle accounts in autumn after Ou Tianbao was healed.

Ou Lingyi received the coldness and smugness of the father and son, and the anger in his heart was finally ignited by the anger.