"I’m fine, let’s hurry to the hospital," she said nonchalantly.
By this time, An Xin had also run off, but she had no desire to chase after her; she only wanted to get this child to the hospital.
The man gave her a look, didn’t say anything, and helped her into the car.
They quickly arrived at the hospital, and the little boy was still crying ceaselessly, regardless of how An Ruo tried to comfort him, he wouldn’t listen.
When the doctor was stitching up his wound, he was so scared that he cried even louder and struggled non-stop.
Hearing his crying made An Ruo feel a bit uncomfortable.
"Sweetheart, don’t cry, don’t be afraid, it won’t hurt at all," she held him tightly, comforting him gently, but the little guy kept crying as if he couldn’t hear her.
"Let me hold him," said the man who had brought them to the hospital, stepping forward.
An Ruo instinctively refused, "No need, I can manage."
Subconsciously, she didn’t want the child to suffer too much. Thankfully, the doctor was skilled, and even though the little one kept struggling, he still managed to treat the wound skillfully.
"It’s done, just be careful not to get the wound wet when you go back, take the medicine on time every day, and come back in a week for me to remove the stitches," the doctor instructed her.
An Ruo nodded to show she remembered.
The doctor, an older man, couldn’t help but nag a bit more, "Kids at this age are very naughty; you, as parents, need to keep a close eye on him, or he’ll easily get bumps and bruises."
An Ruo’s face flushed slightly. She wanted to explain that the child wasn’t hers and that she and that man didn’t know each other at all, but it would have been too troublesome to explain, so she let it go.
"Doctor, please check her foot as well, she’s twisted her ankle," the man suddenly pointed at An Ruo and told the doctor.
"I’m fine..." she quickly waved her hand.
"Better let the doctor take a look, in case you’ve hurt your bones," the man gave her a slight smile, his words leaving no room for refusal.
"Come, let me take a look," the doctor squatted down, examined her foot, and said, "It’s okay, just a sprain, no damage to muscles or bones, just apply some safflower oil and massage it a few times when you get home."
Coming out of the hospital, An Ruo was still holding the child in her arms. The little guy was now quiet, leaning against her chest calmly, his eyes half-closed, seemingly lost in thought.
"Thank you so much for today," An Ruo turned to the man with a smile, "My name is An Ruo, what’s yours?"
"Mo Hua, just an ordinary police officer," the man grinned.
Surprise flickered across An Ruo’s face, "You’re actually a police officer."
No wonder he had offered to help them, it turned out he was a kindhearted police comrade.
"Officer, since you helped me today, may I invite you to a meal?"
Mo Hua readily agreed, "I haven’t had dinner yet, so with someone offering, how could I refuse? Let’s go, hop in the car, where do you plan to eat?"
An Ruo laughed, "Don’t get too excited yet, I have another reason for inviting you to dinner."
Mo Hua looked at her quizzically, barely holding back a comment, "You’re not... thinking of dating me, are you?"
An Ruo was taken aback, then burst into laughter, "You’re way too full of yourself, I have no interest in you. I just need to ask you for a favor."
Unbothered by her teasing, Mo Hua casually asked with a smile, "What’s that? Tell me, I’ll definitely help you."
"Get in the car first, we’ll talk as we go," An Ruo said.