"Tada! It's not bleeding anymore." Lori cheered in a loud voice as she pulled her finger out of her mouth to show her now-bloodless skin to her handsome daddy.
Richard chuckled, amused at the girl's adorable behavior. "Who taught you that?"
"I often see mommy doing it when her fingers were cut."
"Did your mommy often get hurt?" Richard couldn't help but be intrigued by Lori's statement. As he recalled, Qiao Anxia was skilled with her knife, so there was no way that her hand would be injured.
"Mommy always gets hurt every time she cooks. She could blow up the kitchen as soon as she turned on the stove. It was a miracle that we are still alive today." Lori shook her head as she explained how her mother's hands often hurt.
Richard pursed his lips tightly to keep from laughing. He would have laughed out loud if it wasn't for Doctor Chard, who was putting Lori's blood and the blood in a vial into a device.
