Dad is a very skilled doctor, he can cure any illness.
"Come back."
After she said that, she turned and ran towards the stairs, but was startled into a halt by a deep voice from behind.
What should I do? Uncle must be angry.
Her little pout quivered, trying hard not to cry.
The corner of his shirt was tugged by the woman beside him, and Mu Jin Huan realized that his tone was a bit harsh, though the mature and composed him would never lose his temper at a child who understood nothing.
However, the tangled mess in his chest couldn't find a way out, he couldn't control himself.
Tears welled up in her eyes, Qingqing fought them back, choked up she said, "Uncle, don't be mad, I won't go looking for Dad anymore."
She was only worried that the wound on Uncle's forehead would hurt more. What if it got more serious if he didn't see a doctor?
Mu Jin Huan took heavy steps, walked up to Qingqing, crouched down to meet her eye level.
