"Evil creature! What is with that look!" Ning Yaohua was enraged.
Just as he was about to explode, the door to the ward was opened from inside.
Ning Yaohua and Zhuang Lingyu forgot about Ning Xi for the moment, and hurriedly went over. "Su Yan, how is Xueluo?"
"For the time being she’s fine, you can go in and see her." Su Yan looked tired when he answered, then he looked solemnly at Ning Xi, who was standing outside the door with a swollen, red cheek.
Zhuang Lingyu sprang to Ning Xueluo’s bedside, and checked her from head to toe. "Mummy’s baby, how are you? Does it still hurt? Where does it hurt?"
Ning Xueluo smiled weakly. "Mom, I’m fine, the doctor said it was only a light injury."
Zhuang Lingyu’s heart hurt, and she stroked her hair gently. "You are a girl, how can it be okay for you to have such a big scar! If the sword had gone in a little deeper, you could have died! That damn girl, how can she be so evil! You still call her your elder sister!"
