A child so young, appearing alone at the seaside in a diving suit, is truly unusual.
The old man held Xinger's shoulder, "Please, call the police, I think this child may have had an accident."
The doctor nodded and immediately took out his phone from his pocket.
"You help treat him, I'll call the police."
...
...
In the old house.
Luo Xiaoqian sat on the small bench in the courtyard, holding a phone in one hand and tightly clenching the bullet necklace Luo Jun had left behind in the other.
"Xiao Qian, have a sip of water?"
Xu Xia carefully offered a cup of clear water to her, but she simply ignored it.
In the living room, several people watched her, all frowning, faces full of worry.
As night approached, there was still no news of Luo Jun, and it wasn't just Luo Xiaoqian who was anxious, everyone else was too, even the little girl Qin Wanwan was quietly nestled in Huangfu Ruo's arms, her little face also filled with worry.
