After nine in the morning, Ruan Munan and Nie Heng, who had rushed back from abroad, arrived at the hospital.
Ruan Munan looked at the girl covered in injuries, his face darkening frightfully.
"Senior sister, how did you get so seriously hurt?" Nie Heng's eyes reddened as he applied medicine to Ruan Qi, muttering, "It breaks my heart to see Little Doggie like this. When have you ever suffered like this since you were a child?"
The girl had always been raised in the Ruan family's tender care; aside from her master's discipline, others wouldn't even bear to touch a hair on her head.
Yet, here she was, having accumulated a body full of injuries just three months after arriving at Imperial Capital.
"It's nothing, Little Doggie, they're just superficial wounds, not serious at all." The girl, having applied medicine to her hands, could only lightly touch the boy's face with her fingertips.
Nie Heng dabbed at his tears, sniffling and carefully wrapping her up with bandages.
