Lord, don't play with me: the genius son, Lolita's mother

Chapter 1282 : White Sword, life and death are hard to tell! 【15】

Bai Jian, life and death are in doubt! 【15】

I have made up my mind!

Hearing her firm tone, Ye Wuyan finally stopped saying anything.

Maybe it's because she knows that once she makes up her mind, no one can persuade her, or maybe it's because her heart is a little gloomy, and she doesn't want to say anything more.

But what is there in his heart? [

Su Baobao also cried at this time: "Mother, it's all me. If I hadn't insisted on fighting for the position of martial arts leader, if I hadn't competed in martial arts, you wouldn't have been assassinated, and Uncle Bai would have been fine. ..."

Su Baobao is full of guilt.

It's all his fault for killing Uncle Bai.

When Su Qiqi heard this, tears flowed even more urgently.

This may be the first time she has cried in so many years.

He walked over and hugged Su Baobao gently: "Silly baby, what does this have to do with you? Even if you don't compete, we still have to come to Hecheng, so it's not your fault!"

She really didn't know that Su Baobao would think so, but all of this was not his fault.

If it is wrong, it is also the fault of those villains.

This silly boy, how could he take the fault on himself!

"Mother...I don't want Uncle Bai to die..." Baby Su burst into tears like a child.

This time, he was really scared.

Uncle Bai is like his relatives, he is really afraid that he will never see Uncle Bai again.

"No! He won't die, don't worry, no matter what, mother will definitely find a way to save him!" Su Qiqi bit her lip and said with firm eyes.

As long as there is hope, she will not let it go.

With a glimmer of hope, she would not let Bai Jian die.

"Mother, we must save Uncle Bai!" Su Baobao also bit his lip and said firmly.

"Well, save him!" Su Qiqi's eyes fell on Bai Jian again.

"Baby, how's your injury?" Su Qiqi turned her head and turned her gaze back to Su Baobao. She clearly saw how Dao Shangfeng's spear hit the baby's thin body.

With that kind of strength, the injury must be serious. [

Especially the last shot in the chest...

"Mother, the imperial doctor just gave Su Baobao medicine, and the medicine is still boiling, so there will be no serious problems." Su Baobao said softly.

Su Qiqi gently took Su Baobao's hand, looked at the red and swollen hand, and said nothing.

How could such an injury be nothing.

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