That little girl ran and jumped, laughed loudly, fell, and got up again.
She was wanton and flamboyant, just like the bright sun.
"Master doctor?" Youzi looked at the master doctor and was stunned.
Her hand was still on his head, bringing him a comfortable warmth. However, the expression of the woman in front of him seemed to have drifted away in a trance, and a tear actually fell from the corner of her eye.
Youzi immediately frowned, feeling anxious.
What was going on?
Why did she feel sad whenever she touched her head? Could it be that his head looked wrong?
Youzi anxiously grabbed the master doctor's hand, her fair and delicate little face frowning in apprehension. Her voice was tense as she said,"master healer huanhuan"
Hearing youzi's call, she came back to her senses.
she looked up at youzi in a daze and pursed her lips. " what's wrong? "
