Although it had been learned from Wei Ziyun that Cenhuan's injuries seemed serious, in reality, they were not that severe—just some fractures and sprains.
Upon hearing Wei Ziyun's words, Lin Yue felt a sense of relief but also frowned slightly at the unusually cheerful manner in which Wei Ziyun spoke.
Still, seeing Cenhuan's face without signs of weariness, and the fact that she could already move her hand a bit, Lin Yue knew she was recovering well.
After all, the soups brought over by Sister Li these past days were not consumed in vain!
Because of Little Baozi's drowsy and aggrieved expression, Lin Yue didn't chat with Cenhuan for long before taking Little Baozi and heading home.
Once they got home and Lin Yue placed Little Baozi back on his small bed, the seemingly listless Little Baozi quickly revived.
He stretched out his little hands and waved at Lin Yue, then revealed a toothless smile.
"Just now you wouldn't smile, but now you're laughing so happily, what's the use!"
