Bai Dan, though he did not speak, the bulging veins on his forehead were enough to show that his mood was not as calm as it appeared.
Bai Da did not come in, staying outside with three children, saying he was afraid they would be scared if they saw, Ye Xiu did not think too much of it, but Bai Zhi just smiled faintly.
So when the doctor opened the wound, and Ye Xiu saw the ferocious gash, still smeared with blood, she gasped in shock.
Tears spilled out before she could prepare herself.
She walked over, gripped Bai Zhi's hand, eyes brimming with tears, yet she kept staring unblinkingly at the wound, her voice trembled as she spoke.
"Xingxing, don't be afraid, Mommy is here."
Mommy... is here...
But how much must it hurt?
Such a long cut, stitched with seven or eight stitches; the doctor's movements were swift, leaving her terrified. She dared not move, afraid of disturbing him.
