Memory Slowly Regained (7)
Redakteur: Atlas Studios
Mu Xiaoxiao threw herself into his arms, her head pressing against him, whimpering as she said repeatedly, "My head hurts… It hurts…"
Yin Shaojie held her. When his large hand touched her face, his palm was covered in her cold sweat.
His hands became tense as he hugged her. He kissed her on her head and said, "It's alright. I'll send you to the hospital right away."
She was clearly fine just a moment ago. How did it turn out like this so suddenly?
Yin Shaojie didn't have the time to think about it. After sitting her up straight, he started the car and drove to the hospital.
Fortunately, they weren't far from the hospital. But this journey, which usually took about a quick ten minutes of travel, felt like ages to him.
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In the ward, Mu Xiaoxiao laid on the white hospital bed. Her usual pink lips were pale.