Lu Tingxiao personally sent them to the Beijing suburban military sanatorium.
Only the country's top leaders or their family members could access the sanatorium. All of the medical facilities were top-notch. Most importantly, there were elite troops stationed all around, so it was definitely safe and secured.
Lu Tingxiao bent over to plant a kiss on the girl's forehead. He looked at her for a long time before he got up, then he said to his son, "Little Treasure, stay with Mommy. Listen to Uncle Zhuang and Grandfather Zhuang. Understand?"
Little Treasure stood there, with his head lowered, and did not say anything.
"I'm leaving."
Little Treasure still did not move. There was no reaction at all.
Lu Tingxiao sighed faintly. His wide palm patted the little guy's head gently before he turned around to leave.
He had just walked a few steps away when there was suddenly a soft bump on one of his legs.
