The little ancestor has a soft waist and a wild heart, Master Bo has fallen!

"Old lady..." Aunt Chen choked up and slammed her head down heavily, "I can't help it, my daughter's life is in the hands of the fourth young lady, she sent someone abroad to monitor my daughter, if I do anything wrong Behavior, she will kill my daughter immediately."

"Rampant!" The old lady was angry.

In a society ruled by law, there are still people who take human life as a trifle.

What kind of wolf did their Bo family introduce!

Nan Jiaojiao had already calmed down, she carried Qianqian upstairs, bathed her, and checked her whole body.

Obviously, it was poisoned.

Without knowing the ingredients of the poison, it is not easy to detoxify rashly.

She gave Sissy one of the medicines she got from Aunt Chen, and threw a bottle of hibiscus ointment to Mama Wu.

"Wipe it on her whole body, no matter whether it is poisonous hair or not, wipe it every day. I mixed it myself, so don't worry about it."

"Poisoned hair?" The old lady is very good at catching key words: "You said Sissy was poisoned?"

"It should be. I'll go to my master. I remember that she once treated this case."

Nan Jiaojiao asked for an antidote and took it away.

After she left, Mrs. Bo became very angry and wanted to send Aunt Chen off, but was stopped by Sissy.

"Grandma, Grandma Chen, yes, for Qianqian, yes, no, punish."

The little guy was lying on the bed, and Bo Qingshan was holding her. She tried to open her eyes to make others look like she wasn't in so much pain.

"Sissy, Painless, Grandma Chen, Huhu."

Aunt Chen couldn't hold back anymore, she knelt on the ground and moved forward, "Miss, Miss Qianqian...I'm sorry for you."

The old lady Bo frowned, and finally sighed, "That's all, grandma is at your mercy."

Sissy immediately cheered up.

The old lady couldn't bear to watch, and when she turned around, tears fell, she straightened her back, even though her legs were limping, she never bent her back.

The Bo family has been on her shoulders for half her life, and at this age, don't even think about crushing her.

After leaving the room and walking a little further away, the old lady suddenly leaned against the wall, gritted her teeth and stared at a certain point in the air, her voice crackled between her lips and teeth.

"Bastard, that old bastard! He won't even let go of his great-granddaughter!"

Wu Ma looked around in panic, "Old Madam, don't dare to talk nonsense."

"Come on, how my legs were ruined, you know the best. You thought that the misfortune caused the mistress to get angry and destroy all those things. I didn't expect... I didn't expect!!"

The old lady grabbed Mama Wu's hand, "Go, call Xiaosan and tell him to come to my room when he comes back."

Half an hour later, Bo Yanqing arrived here, and he didn't finish half a cup of tea. He heard that Nan Jiaojiao had left, and he planned to leave too, but was stopped by Wu Ma, and invited him to the old lady's room.

What the two talked about no one knows.

But the passers-by passed on that day when they saw the third master's face was ugly, like the king of Hades, if he stared at him, the three souls could scare away the seven souls.

Bo Yanqing went to Sissi's room, the little guy fell asleep, and was hugged by Bo Qingshan, he leaned against the head of the bed, Sissy lay in his arms, the quilt was pulled up and tucked under Sissy's neck.

When Bo Yanqing entered, Bo Qingshan was trying to tuck Qianqian's shoulders into the quilt as well. He was sitting very uncomfortable, his body was half stiff, and the wind could not penetrate under the quilt.

Bo Yanqing rubbed his head, sat down next to the edge of the bed, "Crying?"

Bo Qingshan wiped tears, "Not really!"

Bo Qingshan snorted, "Crying is crying, and you won't lose face in front of Third Uncle."