Hearing the child's voice, Ye Que's heart shattered in pain.
His daughter, just a little over a year old, spoke so clearly and could even express her pain.
This child, when she grows up, will undoubtedly be like her brother. She might not be a genius, but she should be very smart!
Ye Que, feeling heartache, leaned down and kissed his daughter's little face, "It doesn't hurt, daddy is here, don't cry, okay?"
The little girl lay on his shoulder, whimpering but reluctant to cry, yet finding the pain hard to endure.
When the doctor gave her an injection, she couldn't help but wail, which made Ye Que feel as if his heart was being cut with a knife, it was unbearably painful for him.
Seeing his daughter suffering so much, he also wanted to cry himself. Once the injection was finally done, he carried his daughter and headed home the whole way.
