The small monk also added, "And he just spent 4000 RMB to buy me!"
"Boom!"
The pen in the hand of the nurse froze. Then, she shot a frightening gaze at Cao Delian, "Are you one of those bastards that sell children? Or are you a slave trader?"
She particularly hated slave traders because they would often kidnap and sell newborn babies in hospitals.
When the young nurse finished her sentence, all the surrounding people fixed their gazes on Cao Delian. Some young and vigorous men revealed fiendish grins and started to warm up their fists.
Cao Delian’s face became white.
"A misunderstanding! It’s a misunderstanding!" Cao Delian immediately waved his hand—he subconsciously thought of lying and saying that he was the monk’s father.
But just as he was about to speak, an intense pain transmitted from his buttocks! He broke in cold sweat and swallowed the words he was about to say.