Zhong Li released Han Xi, raised her hand to wipe away the tears from the corner of her eyes: "I understand, sis, hurry up and take Meng Meng back. She’s still so young, she must be scared."
"Then I’ll head back first." After speaking, Han Xi nodded to Gu Nanxi behind Zhong Li, then walked toward the car with Lu Jinghan.
Han Xi opened the backseat door and got in, reaching out to take Song Mengmeng from Lu Jinghan’s arms.
The little one was already drowsy and asleep, but still crying in her dreams, her tiny fingers clinging tightly to Han Xi’s coat.
With a heart full of ache, Han Xi raised her hand, gently wiping away the dried tear stains from the little one’s face, tenderly patting her back: "Meng Meng, don’t be afraid, sister is here."
Suddenly, Song Mengmeng’s body tensed sharply, and she started wailing with her eyes tightly shut.
"Meng Meng, what’s the matter?...... Don’t cry, your sister is holding you, we’re not afraid anymore."
Han Xi was truly filled with guilt, thinking that if she had looked after Meng Meng properly, the child wouldn’t have suffered like this.
Lu Jinghan looked at Han Xi through the rearview mirror, aware of what was on her mind: "None of us expected Han Yaxin to do this suddenly, it’s not your fault, Meng Meng was probably just startled. I already called Doctor Liu earlier, he should be at home waiting by now."
Han Xi held Song Mengmeng tightly in her arms, nodded wearily, her face a bit pale.
The car stopped quickly in front of the villa, Lu Jinghan got out, opened the backseat door, and reached out to take the little one from Han Xi’s arms, but Song Mengmeng clung stubbornly to Han Xi’s clothes, murmuring "Sister."
"I’ll hold her."
Han Xi got out of the car, carrying the little one into the house.
Once inside, Han Xi nodded at Doctor Liu, who was sitting in the living room, then carried Song Mengmeng to the room.
Doctor Liu also got up and followed them. Lu Jinghan briefly explained the situation to Doctor Liu.
Han Xi carefully placed Song Mengmeng on the bed. The little one hummed, opening her eyes, the fear still lingering in her reddened eye sockets.
"Meng Meng, don’t be afraid anymore, we’re home."
Han Xi raised her hand, gently stroking the little one’s forehead, suddenly feeling it was very hot: "Doctor Liu, Meng Meng seems to have a fever."
Doctor Liu put down his medical kit, placing his hand on Song Mengmeng’s forehead: "Madam, don’t worry too much. The fever is likely due to excessive fright, I’ll first set up a drip for her."
Han Xi turned around, holding Song Mengmeng in her arms, feeling so distressed she almost cried.
The little one wrapped her chubby hands around Han Xi’s neck, her hoarse voice heavy with nasal tones: "Sister, Meng Meng feels a little uncomfortable."
"Once the doctor sets up the drip for Meng Meng, you’ll feel better. Your sister will stay with you, okay?"
Song Mengmeng nodded, listlessly leaning against Han Xi’s embrace.
Doctor Liu took out an IV bottle and needle from his medical kit, gently administering the needle to the little one: "Our Meng Meng is so good, didn’t even cry with the needle, well done."
Song Mengmeng bit her lip, her dark pupils filled with tears: "Meng Meng is very strong."
After the drip was administered, Doctor Liu gave some advice before leaving.
Han Xi laid Song Mengmeng on the bed, tucked her in, then lay beside her: "Sister will tell Meng Meng a story, okay?"
"Okay."
"A long time ago, there was a particularly beautiful Little Red Riding Hood, whose grandmother lived......"