Huang Ying vigorously shook her head and pinched her arm.
Phooey, where was he charming?
It must be the sunlight too dazzling; her eyes must have gotten affected.
She couldn't help but secretly glance at him again, and indeed saw he had resumed his serious demeanor.
Chen Jun stifled his amusement, noticing the little girl seemed a bit guilty, unsure of what she's imagining again.
However, he sized her up and down.
"Later, I'll have the doctor come and check on you. If there's no problem, you can be discharged back to school tomorrow."
"Really? That's great. If I stay here any longer, I might start growing mold."
Huang Ying immediately tossed those earlier thoughts to the back of her mind.
Excitedly, she ran back to her room and jumped onto the bed, rolling around.
Finally being discharged, it's wonderful.
She turned her head to find the urn that had always been on the bedside table was missing.
Immediately, she jumped up in shock.
She looked around but couldn't find it.
