Siming Hospital.
After Dr. Zhao finished examining Zhixi, he said, "Mr. He, you don't need to worry, your wife's condition is quite good, and the wound hasn't reopened."
He Jingyao nodded slightly, "Thank you."
"You're welcome." Dr. Zhao smiled, packed up his things, and left the ward.
He Jingyao sat down by the bed and pulled Zhixi into his arms, "Don't run around next time, okay?"
She seemed to quickly get used to his embrace.
The man's scent was very unique, carrying a mark that belonged solely to him, making Zhixi feel both strange and familiar.
She couldn't help but take a deep breath, her face reddening as she murmured, "Mm."
Huo Yanhui, having received the news, rushed over with a look of relief, "Little sister-in-law is back? That's great, you really scared me. Little sister-in-law, why did you run out like that? If something happened to you, Jingyao would have skinned me alive!"
Zhixi stared at him dazedly and then turned her head to seek help from He Jingyao.
