Mu Xingye stood to the side, witnessing the scene with anxious desperation, yet unable to lend a hand.
A small hand gently held Mu Xingye's, standing beside him, equally anxious as they looked at Xia Pengpeng on the bed.
"Check her blood pressure!" Wen Yanqing ordered in a deep voice, picking up a syringe from beside him and administering a shot to Xia Pengpeng.
A few minutes later, Xia Pengpeng finally felt a bit more comfortable, but after such an ordeal, her complexion was even paler!
Mu Xingye's heart was about to shatter!
"How is she?" he asked Wen Yanqing, urgently.
"It's okay, she'll be better once she wakes up, she just needs to eat something in a bit," Wen Yanqing turned and responded to Mu Xingye.
Lying on the bed with labored breath, Xia Pengpeng looked at Mu Xingye and the child, suddenly showing a trace of a smile, lifting her hand to wave at the child.
The child immediately wriggled free from Mu Xingye's grasp and ran towards Xia Pengpeng.
