"Thank goodness he was there, otherwise..." Xu Ai glanced at Qiao Xia's complexion and smiled faintly, "Never mind, let's not talk about him. You must have been frightened today, too. Do you feel uncomfortable? Could there be something wrong with the baby? Do you want to go to the hospital for a check-up?"
"No need, I'm fine, in good shape." Qiao Xia smiled, "I'm not made of clay after all. I'm just really hungry and craving something spicy."
"Come on, I'll take you to eat something delicious."
Gu Xixi hurried to the hospital. Mu Liang's hand had already been stitched up, a total of 14 stitches, and the nerves in the palm of his hand were damaged. He must rest well for a while and not do any more activity.
Her eyes were moist with worry, "How could this happen? Why is the injury so severe?"
