Zhuo Zhengxiu and Feng Jinghan watched Ningyan cry so sorrowfully, feeling anxious in their hearts, yet did not know how to comfort her.
Da Bao still hadn't been found, and everyone was extremely worried.
Indeed, just as they had suspected, they had already started to draw blood from Da Bao.
The more blood drawn from Da Bao, the more difficult it would be to deal with them later on.
What's more, as to Da Bao's condition, if too much blood was drawn, it was uncertain whether it would cause significant harm to his body.
After all, no matter how strong he was, he was just a one-and-a-half-year-old child.
Zhuo Junyue was also very concerned, but he dared not show it.
In the afternoon, Xiao Bao's condition stabilized, and he was discharged from the hospital.
All the way, it was Zhuo Junyue who carried him.
Although Xiao Bao's fever had subsided, his body hadn't fully recovered after burning up for two days.
