Mu Yazhe finally relented.
Smiling, Youyou stepped forward and stuffed a purple crystal into Little Yichen's clenched fist.
Many of the amethysts had fallen onto the ground and scattered around during the rush of the crowd. However, he held them tightly and had two left. This was a gift from Little Yichen. Now, it was given back to him as a protective lucky charm.
Youyou was really worried about Little Yichen, so it was his hope that Mu Yazhe would quickly take the boy away to be treated.
Yun Shishi said, "Youyou, I'll stay here with you!"
"Mommy, be good and do as I say. I'll be fine! If you stay, you'll only cause more trouble! After all, protecting two people is more troublesome than protecting one."
As he spoke, he took a few steps back and waved his hand.
