The Game is On

"How is it?" Qin Ren stood up abruptly, his muscles tense.

Seeing his strong reaction, Qin Ze looked at him strangely and handed him the report while saying, "It's nothing, she's healthy."

Nothing?

Qin Ren's brows furrowed even tighter. His gaze swept over the paper, word by word, fixating on the final examination results. His heart didn't settle down even for a moment; in fact, it sank a bit further.

They couldn't find anything? Could this be a new type of poison developed by El?

With this thought, his breath became even tighter, and he held onto the examination report without saying a word.

Grandma Qin noticed something was wrong this time. She asked curiously, "Qin Ren, what's wrong? Wasn't it just a stomachache for Zhouzhou? Why are you so nervous?"

Qin Ren tugged at the corner of his mouth and said, "It's nothing. I'm just worried that something might happen to Zhouzhou, and I won't be able to explain it to Youngest Uncle."

I see.