The more he acted like this, the more Ye Anqi's heart ached.
Holding his body, Ye Anqi said softly, "Mommy will take you to apply some medicine, make sure to tell me if there's any discomfort."
Jon hugged her neck, nodding obediently, "Okay."
Ya Shitian: "..."
Brat, stop pretending to be innocent.
"His body is really fine…" Ya Shitian wanted to explain, but Ye Anqi didn't even glance at him and just walked away with the child.
Ya Shitian hadn't even had the chance to feel depressed when he saw Jon's smug expression.
He felt even more frustrated.
Ye Anqi carried Jon back and called a doctor for a check-up.
The doctor said his body was not in serious trouble, and those bruises were just minor injuries.
But Ye Anqi still felt very distressed.
She personally bathed him and then applied medicine.
Jon was well-behaved throughout, only frowning slightly when the medicine was applied, without crying out in pain.
Ye Anqi asked compassionately, "Does it hurt a lot?"
