Chi Zhan tightly held his sister's hand, sweating nervously from his forehead. He turned to look at Yue Yaer following them, "Dr. Yue, what should we do next? Will I, will my sister be in danger? Will it be painful?"
Seeing the brutes on the ground who had violated his sister, his nervous face turns pale, his heart aches in waves.
If he could, he would wish these scums to vanish utterly from this world, hoping his sister would never see them again.
But reality is so cruel; he has to bring those people into his sister's sight with his own hands.
He held Chi Qing's hand tightly, his knuckles turning white.
Chi Yu glanced at his palm and frowned, "Little Zhan, relax, don't hurt Qingqing."
Chi Zhan snapped out of it, glanced at his own hand, startled, and hastily loosened his grip. He gently blew Chi Qing's hand and cooed at her like a child , "It's okay, it's okay, Qingqing's not hurt, Second Brother is just a bit clumsy. Let Second Brother blow on it."
