Tiannan and Beibei

Chapter 123

If you change it, you can change it, if you want to escape, you can ignore it! "

"What kind of confidence do you have to say such a thing!" Dad's chest heaved violently, he stared at him, pointed at the tip of his nose and said, "What if you like men or are you proud? Are you a pervert or a disease?" How could I give birth to such a shameless thing like you!"

The murderous aura in Dad's eyes could be gathered into a sword, and Qin Tian felt that he could sweep across the street with one swing, and it was the kind that didn't leave a whole body behind.

Qin Tian smiled.Perverted, sick, shameless thing.In the past, every time my father saw the contemptuous and disgusting look in his eyes that hesitated to speak, there was no such sentence that hit his heart at this moment, making him suffocate with pain.

However, compared to the silence and evasion when he faced the same accusation and scolding from his father last time, he felt unprecedented relief and joy.

"Laugh! You still have the face to laugh!" Dad's trembling fingers almost poked him in the face, but for some reason, he suppressed his anger in the end and didn't slap him hard to make him roll.

"I don't care if you change it or not. If you still recognize your mother and this family, then you can hold back! If you can't change it, it doesn't matter. Find a girl and get married. I don't care how much you love in the future. But don't let your mother see such a dirty and disgusting side of you!"

Qin Tian suddenly raised his head.

"Did you hear that!" Dad yelled suddenly.

Qin Tian looked at his father fixedly, and couldn't help but sneered, "I heard it, but I can't do it, and I don't want to do it. I will explain it to my mother. If you don't want to worry about it, then don't worry about it." Now, my own life I'll take care of myself—"

"Bastard!"

Dad finally slapped the slap down.

Dad is a literary artist. Although he has always been dissatisfied with him, he seldom loses his temper like this, let alone hitting people. At most, he will smash the musical instrument he doesn't like.Qin Tian always thought that his father had no strength, but this slap and voice made Qin Tian truly see the deep internal strength that his father had hidden for many years.

Before he could even turn his head to hide, he staggered for several steps and bumped into an antique vase before stopping.

The vase shattered all over the ground behind him, and it is guaranteed that a hundred bottles of 502 will not stick together.

If Jiang Bei saw it, he would have to call him a prodigal again.

What about 10,000+ vases.

Dad also seemed to be very shocked by his explosive power, staring at the blood on his fingertips for several seconds.

The face should not be broken, it's just painful.The blood on Dad's hand came from the cut behind his ear.

The door of the study was suddenly pushed open, and my mother rushed in, crying and shouting when she saw her father holding up his blood-stained hand.

"What are you doing! Are you going to kill my son!"

"I..." Dad obviously hadn't thought about where the bleeding came from, and was still staring angrily.

His mother rushed to his side, held his head and saw the wound behind his ear, the blood should be bleeding violently, her face turned pale with fright, and she didn't even bother to scold his father anymore. The tears in the red and swollen eyes from crying are like the water of the Yellow River.

"Xiaotian, son, how are you?" The mother cried loudly holding his head, "Can you hear me when you speak? I am mother!"

"Mom, I'm fine." Qin Tian shook his head lightly. It was okay. The slap made his eyes dark for a moment and he recovered quickly. The loud voice made him a little dizzy and his ears were swollen. He pressed his mother's trembling hand and smiled, "It's really fine, don't worry."

"Why are you all right? It's bleeding!" Mom then turned her head and yelled at Dad, "Why are you still standing there? Hurry up and call the hospital!"

"He..." Dad stared, but finally didn't say a word, picked up the phone on the table and called Lao Wu to come and drive.

"You don't need to go to the hospital, just scratched your skin." Qin Tian felt a little uncomfortable. Seeing his mother's anxious and distressed look, he suddenly regretted what he said today. a process of adaptation.

But he didn't regret what he said.

Even if I was really beaten to death by my father today, I don't regret it.

"How did this happen!" Mom was still uneasy, she held his head and looked at the wound carefully, but she couldn't figure out that it was a wound that could be scratched by fingernails, so she shouted at Dad, "What do you use to hit him? He's dead, let you tell him well, who told you to hit him! His head is in two halves!"

"...Don't exaggerate, there are two halves, people are still breathing well." Dad said helplessly.

"It wasn't my dad who hit it, it was just a piece of glass." Qin Tian said.

Qin Tian felt that this injury was really nothing, but his mother was very frightened, and finally went to the hospital with his mother's insistence.

The wound was small, and three stitches were required.

After the stitches were finished, the old mother rushed to Qin Tian and asked several times if she still knew who she was. Qin Tian answered clearly several times, "You are my mother, my own mother", but the old mother still did not dare to take it lightly, and pulled After asking the doctor for a long time, he went through the hospitalization procedures on his own initiative.

My father stayed with me with a cold face all the time outside the treatment room. After my mother finished talking with the doctor, he couldn't help saying, "A big nail injury needs to be hospitalized."

Mom immediately exploded, pointing at Dad's nose and yelling, "Try hitting your head with an ashtray! Let me tell you, Qin, if my son's head has any problems, he won't remember me as a mother. I... I will not live!"

"The head is round in the first place, so don't make a fuss about it." Dad said with little confidence, "Besides, the ashtray didn't hit his head, it just fell apart..."

"You still say!" Mom cried and yelled and beat Dad several times, "How do you know you didn't hit it? You think you are a good pitcher!"

"Okay, okay, stay in the hospital! He's been in the hospital for ten or eight years! This is a hospital, don't quarrel with others..." Dad gave up his self-defense completely, and walked quickly with his mother's fist on his shoulders. Check in at the front desk.

Qin Tian pressed the gauze, the wound was not big and no anesthetic had been applied to his head, only now did he feel the pain, and it was a throbbing pain.

Dad's attitude is just because he can't resist his mother's love for him. Dad is a magical person. He usually has a cold face that deserves millions of dollars to everyone, but he has nothing to do with his mother, but this is not true. On behalf of the father, he accepted his sexuality issue.

Mom is the same.

The matter was not resolved satisfactorily because he shed a few drops of blood, Qin Tian was still restless.Now accompanied by the pain in the back of the head, it got worse.

At this point, Jiang Bei should have finished his dinner and fed his son. He usually called him before going to bed, but he didn't call today.Maybe it was because it was past noon.

Qin Tian fumbled in his pocket, only to find that the phone was not there.

It must have been thrown out of his pocket by Dad when he slapped him.

Qin Tian stood up abruptly.In case Jiang Bei thought of calling him but he didn't answer, Jiang Bei would definitely call again, but the phone was left at home, and Dad picked up the phone when he got home and just answered the phone, and it would be troublesome if he said something to Jiang Bei.

"Why are you standing up, lie down quickly!" Mom came in from the outside and hurried over to press him on the bed. "Your father is going to be hospitalized. He will stay in the hospital for two days first, and observe it, so as not to cause any problems."

"I'm really fine, I really didn't hit my head." Qin Tian was a little anxious to go home, and raised his hand to pull out the needle on his hand.

"Why are you so stubborn! You don't want me to rest assured, do you?" My mother's eyes turned red again, she grabbed his hand tightly, and said, "You want to go home, and come back when the test results are all right. What are you doing in such a hurry, the anti-inflammatory injections haven’t been finished yet. I’ve already called my aunt to make food, and it’ll be delivered in a while, and I’ll be here with you tonight.”

Qin Tian blocked what he almost blurted out. His mother's fuss made him feel bad, but he was also worried that Jiangbei's call would be picked up by his father.He wanted to borrow his mother's cell phone to tell Jiang Bei first, but when he met his mother's eyes, he couldn't say anything in the end.

Chapter 115

"mom······"

"Don't say anything, let's get well first." His mother interrupted him, took a look outside the door, and walked out, "Kaizi is here, let him stay with you first, I'll go see your dad How are things going?"

When Qin Tian heard this sentence, he immediately sat back.

"What's the matter, this is, why did you hurt your head?" Fu Kai asked anxiously as soon as he entered the door.

"Take care of him here, don't let him pull out the needle." Mom tilted her head and told Fu Kai, and walked out of the ward quickly.

Qin Tian could tell that his mother was afraid of talking to him.

Fu Kai nodded, followed to the bed, and looked at Qin Tian's head nervously, "Who hit you? Was it serious? When I heard that you were injured, I immediately ran over in fright. You... "Do you still know who I am?"

Qin Tian sometimes felt that Fu Kai and his mother were the real mother and son, and they even had the same brain circuits.

"I know, you are Kaizi." Qin Tian was not in the mood to spank him, and quickly stretched out his hand to touch him, "You came just in time, where is your phone, let me use it."

"Hey, my thinking is clear, it doesn't seem to hurt my brain." Fu Kai heaved a sigh of relief, took out his mobile phone and handed it to him, "Where's your mobile phone? Could it be that you met a knot on the road?"

"No, my dad smashed it with an ashtray." Qin Tian quickly dialed Jiangbei's number.

"Ah? Uncle hit it? Why did you hit you?" Fu Kai was stunned, then his eyes widened, "You can't be..."

Qin Tian glanced at him, didn't speak, and put the phone to his ear.

"Really