Both of them turned their heads at the same time in excitement towards the direction of the sound.
A tall, red figure with iron-like steps came in front of the two, and it was Beauty Child.
"Beauty, thank you." Forsythia Brown went up and hugged Beauty Child while speaking, avoiding her injured shoulder.
She had heard from Gem Atkinson that if it wasn't for Beauty Child's help today, their little treasure might not have been reclaimed. Even if they got her back, there would definitely be some injuries.
"It's my duty." Beauty Child gently patted Forsythia Brown's back, then gently pushed her away. Then, she looked through the glass window at the girl receiving an IV in the nursing room, her mouth curved into a gentle smile, and said, "Besides, I am Audrey's godmother."
"Beauty, how's your injury?" Forsythia Brown was a bit worried as she saw her shoulder was bandaged tightly.
"I'm fine. I didn't even need anesthesia."
