Ye Qingci was amused by him and rubbed his head, "You're amazing, sweetheart."
But...
She looked up at Xia Junyu and said, "You're still injured, and all the ointments were given to Ah Ling, what about you?"
"It's okay," Xia Junyu said, "I have more in my safe."
Ye Qingci: "..."
The ointment was actually kept in the safe, which shows how valuable it is, and Xia Junyu gave her dear son several boxes right away.
People often say about generous children, but her son seems to be the opposite.
Whenever their relatives and friends see her son, they just can't help but give him things.
Without knowing why, her son attracts such generosity.
Xia Junyu's finger was just severely swollen, without any external injuries or fractures, and it would be fine with some rest; nothing serious.
After cleaning up the mess created by Han Zhiqiu in the office, Xia Junyu invited Jian Shichu, Ye Qingci, Yi Hui, and others into his consultation room to first check the little fellow's pulse.
Indeed.
