"Hospital?" Mu Keren was startled for a moment.
Soon, as if she thought of something, the hand holding Huang Qingtian's large palm suddenly clenched much harder.
Moreover, a trace of anxiety surfaced in her large eyes.
Clearly, she had thought of something.
"Little one, it's alright. Everything is over..."
Huang Qingtian, who was afraid that she would once again recall the terrifying experience of yesterday and become panic-stricken, was now soothing the girl with a softened tone.
And he leaned in tenderly, planting a gentle kiss on the girl's forehead.
Feeling the man's extreme tenderness, Mu Keren, whose face was originally so pale that it had not a trace of color, now had two beautiful flushes on her cheeks because of the man's kiss.
"Huang Qingtian..." She raised her small fist as if to smash it down on Huang Qingtian's body.
