Xie Xian didn't want to hide the news of Xiao Baoshu's injury from Xiao Baoxin.
It was not that he had no choice but to hide it. For the current Xie Xian, he had already practiced it. If he really did not want Xiao Baoxin to hear his thoughts, there was still a way.
This was the skill he was most proud of after many years of marriage, other than the fist technique.
Of course, it was rarely used.
After all, he had always been frank with his wife. He could say many things directly without her needing to 'listen.'
Xiao Baoshu's matter was not something that could be hidden or should be hidden. Moreover, he was injured, not something more serious. Even though Xiao Baoxin did not show any mercy when beating up Xiao Baoshu, he knew how much Xiao Baoxin valued this younger brother of his.
".. Send him to Yongzhou?" Xiao Baoxin hesitated after hearing this." Father, aren't you afraid that the internal chaos in Yongzhou will delay Baoshu's treatment?"