"Don't bother with her, she's just pretending."
Little Yunduo stomped her foot anxiously and decided to leave the maid behind to find the family doctor herself. Before leaving, she carefully instructed Yan Xiaye, "I know Doctor Uncle lives in the villa at the back; I'll run there and back quickly. Yanyan, wait for me here."
"Don't run, it actually doesn't hurt that much..."
Watching the small figure disappear into the corridor, Yan Xiaye felt a mushiness in her heart.
How could she not be good to such a tender and kind child?
Thinking this, Yan Xiaye slowly turned her head back, only to meet the maid's alarmed look.
She chuckled knowingly, "Li Beicheng must have told you something about this scenario in advance, right?"
"Yes, Young Madam." The maid, conflicted, glanced at Yan Xiaye's blood-soaked arm, then at Miss Ya'er lying unconscious on the ground and cautiously said, "I need to call the young master immediately, whether you agree or not."
