Qiao Yin's voice trembled, "Where is my grandmother injured?"
"Her head."
Qiao Yin couldn't help but close her eyes.
The head is the most vulnerable and deadly part of the human body. Her grandmother is old, she couldn't endure a head injury.
"Perhaps she is just temporarily unconscious. You know acupuncture, treat your grandmother, she should wake up. She doesn't seem to have injuries elsewhere on her body."
These words greatly comforted Qiao Yin.
Her fear finally eased a bit.
She wanted to get out of Lu Lingche's arms, but he held her back, not allowing her to leave: "You're very cold."
Scared.
Qiao Yin thought silently.
Her body was still trembling, but it was better than before.
She took his hands away with her cold hands, creating a distance from him: "Can you call my grandma? I want to talk to her."
Lu Lingche called Old Madam Lu.
"Yinyin, it's grandma."
When Qiao Yin heard her voice, her nose turned sour all of a sudden.