"Even I lost my mother at a young age but still had my father to protect me, whereas she lost both parents at just one year old. I can imagine how hard her future days will be."
Speaking this, she sighed deeply, tears flowing down her cheeks.
Zhi'er patted her hand gently and comforted, "Don't think about these things now, you just had surgery, and you need to recover too."
"Don't worry, I will keep an eye on this child in secret and won't let her suffer."
During their conversation.
Pei Luochuan pushed the door and came in.
Seeing his figure, Tang Qian immediately lay back down, her face displaying a cold expression.
Pei Luochuan instructed, "Just place the small bed next to her."
After he spoke, a few nurses and two doctors filed in.
Zhi'er looked closely and was instantly surprised, "You actually brought the child here?!"
Tang Qian sat up suddenly.
She looked at Pei Luochuan and saw that the little nurse beside him was holding the very one-year-old girl.
