Qing'Er blinked her large eyes at Liu Rushuang, as astonishment only sank in when she was placed back down on earth.
She hurriedly hugged onto Liu Rushuang's arm tightly. "Young Miss, you recovered so quickly?" She cried fearfully.
She didn't believe that man could actually be more useful than the ice bed.
Liu Rushuang winced her elegant brows and poked Qing'Er's forehead. "What? You want me to suffer a little longer?" She asked with an eerie voice.
Qing'Er suddenly hugged Liu Rushuang and replied with a little sob in her voice. "Wahhh wahhh... Young Miss, why would I ever? Qing'Er hopes that you never have to suffer!"
Liu Rushuang hugged Qing'Er's body that trembled non-stop. "I was wrong to make you worry," she said with a smile.
Qing'Er looked at Liu Rushuang with red eyes and pouted in a bad mood. "Young Miss, you're still able to wear a smile!"
