Rui Hui took Meimei from his hands, pushed open the door, and walked in with big strides.
"..."
Diwu Zexuan watched her fleeing back in haste, the smile in his eyes deepening.
He leisurely followed in, just in time to see the assistant finishing collecting a blood sample from Ye Mingmei, tidying up the tools, and putting them into the medical box.
Seeing them come in, the assistant bowed respectfully and stepped aside with the medical box.
"Meimei..."
Upon seeing her daughter, Ye Mingmei immediately got up from the bedside, anxiously taking the little one from Rui Hui's hands, kissing her several times. Seeing her pucker her little mouth wanting milk, she felt slightly relieved.
She didn't rush to feed her daughter but instead looked at Diwu Zexuan with concern, "Meimei is a premature baby. Is there a problem with her health?"
