Liu He reached out to gently press, "Does it hurt?"
Liu Yizhou nodded, "Dad, it hurts a bit, don't press it."
Liu He nodded and asked again, "Does it hurt anywhere else? You must tell Dad, you can't hide an injury, it's not your fault, tell Dad first."
Liu Yizhou nodded, pointing to several places, and Liu He checked each spot. They were all bruised, and the veins on his forehead throbbed.
Everyone in the studio watched the family of five. Some were indignant, "As an adult, picking on a few kids, have you no shame?"
The big man was defiant, "What, want to fight? Didn't you see my son's face is all beaten up? It's not just your kids who are injured; my kid is hurt too, isn't he?"
The kid's mother said, "Yes, when we came out, who knew which kid was misbehaving, riding on top of my child and hitting him? We only have this one child, if he gets hurt, can you take responsibility?"
"Exactly, how much is it? We can pay. Why are you so arrogant, causing such a scene?"
