The slender figure gradually came into Little Crybaby's view, the sudden burst of anticipation dissipating, returning to a dead silence.
It wasn't his superhero sister...
With a twist of his mouth, he wanted to turn his head away, but seeing Shi Jiayin's pale and distressed face, he stopped himself mid-action.
The butler, who had been dozing off on the couch, opened his eyes at the sound and quickly stood up, approaching her, "Miss Shi, what brings you here?"
"I've come to see Lele."
Walking some distance, likely aggravating her wound, Shi Jiayin spoke with a breath tinged with pain, her forehead covered with a fine, thin sweat.
Seeing this, the butler sighed with empathy, "Miss Shi truly cares about the young master."
She hurriedly went forward to support her, leading her to the bedside and helping her sit down on a chair before saying, "I'll get you a glass of water."
"Thank you."
