Bai's mother was standing outside the door and Bai Jingqing asked, "Mom, what brings you here?"
"Both of you boys are injured, how could I not come? What were you doing? It took you so long to open the door!" Bai's mother complained.
Bai Jingqing glanced deeply at his younger brother, returned to the bed, lay down and said, "It's nothing serious, just minor injuries."
"Minor injuries? How long ago did you remove the bandages on your head? And now they're back on!" Bai's mother felt anxious while looking at the bandage on her son's head.
"It's just a scrape, nothing to worry about."
"I have such luck, wouldn't it be great if I had a daughter? Look at the two of you, not a single one can ease my mind!" Bai's mother was terribly upset.
"Mom, I'm fine, you can go home if you're okay." Bai Jingqing's gaze fell on Bai Qianqian, who was hiding in the closet, and he felt particularly distressed.
He vowed that this would be the last time he let her suffer such a humiliation.
