[Hey, what's wrong with you, little girl? What we said is clearly the truth!]
[That's right... By the way, now that we're trapped here, has anything been found?]
[We didn't think that this would happen. Besides, we didn't do anything to him.]
At that moment, Xi Ting and Qin Yan came out with a child in their arms. The child was wrapped in a blanket, and the exposed ankle was wrapped in gauze. The little bun was curled up in Qin Yan's embrace, while his little body shivered slightly.
They heard the child's whimper, "It hurts…"
"Bao Bao," Old Madam Xi suddenly stood up and widened her eyes in disbelief.
Everyone looked at the little one as if they had seen a ghost.
Was he really… alive?
Everyone had seen him die with their own eyes, and his body was also stiff.
How did she do it?
For a moment, everyone's eyes were burning as they quickly looked at Qin Yan.
