"Hmm, I got it!"
Chi Xiaoyu wasn't relieved by what he said; instead, she felt a faint sadness.
She cupped his face with both hands, "Honey, you also have migraines, will you end up like him someday?"
Yeh Cangqiong was stunned.
He recalled when he saw Doctor Bai in the underground prison just now.
What Doctor Bai told him.
He said that as long as Chi Xiaoyu's bone marrow is transplanted to him, he would never have migraines again for life.
Heh... It was the most absurd thing in the world, and he didn't hesitate to shoot Doctor Bai.
He reached out and hugged Chi Xiaoyu's shoulders, "No, as long as you are safe and sound, I'm perfectly fine."
"Hmm!"
Only then did she breathe a sigh of relief.
At night, he carried her to bed together.
It seemed to be raining outside, the autumn rain drizzling lightly.
She curled up in his arms like a little rabbit, quietly listening to the rain until she fell asleep.
The next morning.
