"Grandpa!" Song Ci was shocked and hurried over to him.
Han Aoyu fell to the ground, grabbed the tree trunk behind him, and struggled to sit up.
Han Aoyu was shocked to see Song Ci running over. He hurriedly shouted at her, "Song Ci, be careful. Don't run. I can get up myself." Nothing must happen to Song Ci. She still had two little cubs in her tummy.
Song Ci was relieved to see that Han Aoyu could still shout at people.
She stopped running, supported her big belly, and hurried over.
When Han Aoyu fell, his head hit the thick trunk of a Luohan Pine tree behind him. He knelt on the ground and rubbed the back of his head. He said to Song Ci, "Look behind my head, is there a bump?"
Song Ci pulled open the old man's slightly white hair and took a closer look before shaking her head. "I don't think so. Grandpa, how are you feeling now? Do you have a headache?"
