"Mom, Uncle Lu said there won't be any scars, so please don't be sad, okay?"
Shu Jiao almost couldn't help shedding tears again when she saw her daughter still trying to cheer her up at such a time.
She nodded, touched Jiaojiao's little head, and even though she couldn't bring herself to smile, she said gently, "Jiaojiao, have a good sleep upstairs. Mommy will go deal with some things and then come back to stay with you, okay?"
After speaking, she also turned to Xiu Xi, "Xiaoxi, please take good care of Jiaojiao. Auntie will go downstairs first." The more she spoke, the heavier her voice became, and her face completely turned cold and tense.
Xiu Xi nodded, although he didn't say anything, his complexion wasn't any better than hers, which left Doctor Lu beside him utterly baffled. In his view, such injuries really weren't serious, especially for children who inevitably experience bumps and bruises.
