The soft voice was a little out of control, and he rushed up with a quick step. He stared at her fragile little body with panic eyes.
Chengquan squeezed hard with his little hand, because he couldn't bear the sudden pain, and there were tears on his curled eyelashes, "It hurts..." Fine beads of sweat stuck to his forehead, and the tears quietly framed in his eyes were tightly locked.
, that stubborn look is heartbreaking.
"Miss, I'm sorry!"
"Youyi! Youyi! Are you okay?" In an instant, everyone gathered around and looked at her worriedly.
"Come." With a slight smile on her lips, she stretched out her arms gently towards Youyi, picked her up and walked to the infirmary as if she were caring for a precious treasure.
Her red little hands hugged his neck without daring to loosen it, and her pale mouth muttered, "...it hurts..."
He lowered his head and glanced at the bright red mark on his leg, and his heart twitched involuntarily. Even though he was overly worried, he still couldn't wipe away the worry from his brows, "Good boy, it won't hurt after you apply the medicine for a while. I will always be by your side."
"Yes." He said and gently blew on the burning wound, which seemed to really make her feel better.
A warm smile like a spring breeze penetrated her heart little by little, and she glanced at Han Yunyi gratefully, curling up in his warm chest like a little shrimp.
After watching them leave, Zhan Yeche did not give up. He narrowed his dark eyes and glanced around dangerously before suddenly raising his step, "You, follow me."
Then he ignored anyone and walked seriously to another room with his handsome eyebrows. Followed by him was the waiter who made an accidental mistake.
Panic flashed through his blue eyes.
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Medical office.
The kind doctor grandma was so worried that she forgot about the wound on her leg, and took out medicine and water to treat the wound. "Oh, miss, you are burned a bit seriously."
My heart was racing so fast that it was about to jump out of my chest, "Really...?"
"Don't worry, miss, I will take care of it for you. Such a cute little beauty can't bear to be in such discomfort." The doctor's grandma smiled kindly at Han Yunyi and Weiyi, and inadvertently began to look at Han Yunyi.
"Huh... Youwei is okay, you have to be good." Heaving a sigh of relief, Han Yunyi straightened the sweat-wet hair on Weiwei's forehead, doing it very gently for fear of hurting her.
He was more worried and anxious than she was just now.