Xian Zihao smiled, took her hand, and hugged her body tightly before he said, "Rest calmly here, don't think too much. It's already too late and Jia Zhenzhen has already taken a sedative. When we go to visit her tomorrow, we will be careful. Stop worrying, be good."
Be good, your sister!
He was already injured to such an extent, yet he was still coaxing her like a child …
Jiang Ruolan angrily hit his chest with her hand.
Xian Zihao grabbed her hand and said, "All right, I'm going to bandage the wound. You go rest first, I need to see dad."
Jiang Ruolan, who had been held by him, deliberately pressed the wound on his arm. Just when Xian Zihao was about to release her, she grabbed his arm and began to bandage it.
