The boy instinctively glanced over to Ruanruan and then noticed that, although the little one was small, she was quite professional when treating someone's wounds; their Brother Qian Chi didn't even seem in pain.
Moreover, the young girl kept asking in a soft, milk-like voice if it hurt while she gingerly pouted and helped blow on it.
Ruanruan was comforting in her own way, chattering away non-stop but never coming across as annoying.
The boy "......"
Ah, he had misjudged the situation.
Afterward, Nangong Xun was, of course, sent back.
Qin Bo Qing looked at him sideways, "Have you realized the truth?"
Nangong Xun replied righteously, "No, it's just that I haven't done this before. Give me another chance, and I'll definitely do it better. Look, my daughter is doing it so well; I am her biological father, so I must have the talent too, but it just hasn't shown yet."
