"It wasn't a very heavy bump, I'm fine!"
Mu Anran smiled at Yu Lingqian, eager to share the good news with her brother.
Yu Lingqian still blocked the doorway, unmoved, "Take her for a head CT."
Shen Muchen quickly nodded, "Little sister-in-law, you hit your forehead and it's bleeding. Just to be safe, let's have a CT scan, okay?"
Mu Anran knew that if she didn't go for the examination today, Yu Lingqian would not let her off the hook.
But...
Her eyes shifted, and the troubled expression on her face instantly disappeared as she smiled brightly, "Then, Young Master Yu, wait here for me, I'll be right back."
Watching the retreating figures of Shen Muchen and Mu Anran, Yu Lingqian's eyes flickered:
If he hadn't seen incorrectly just now, that little one seemed to have shown some strange expression—
Outside the head CT scan room, many patients were still in line.
