Qiming bumped into Ouyang's stomach.
The milk in Ouyang's hand flew toward Qiming and hit his nose!
"Ouyang," Qiming rushed forward.
He reached out to grab her waist and pulled her into his arms. He fell to the side and was hit by something. There was a small cut on the side of his face!
When Ouyang Hong saw this, he was stunned for a moment.
"How are you? Are you hurt anywhere? Do you want to let mo Qiu check it?" Qiming asked anxiously as he wrapped the scarf around her body. He was about to carry her out for a checkup.
He carried Ouyang in his arms and she stared at his face.
"Put me down, I'm fine."
"Which way? It's better to have a check. " Qiming was anxious.
What if the fall just now had caused the child to fall out!
At the thought of this, he lowered his head and looked at her legs. He was in a dilemma as to whether he should take a look at them.
"He's bleeding. " Superintendent Ouyang said.
