After the blood was drawn, Han Yi used a cotton swab to press on Han Yuxuan's wound.
"Does it hurt?"
Han Yuxuan sensibly shook her head, "It doesn't hurt, Mommy!"
Han Yi reached out to stroke her little head, wrapped her in her arms, kissed her head, and then put a jacket on her.
"Mommy, can we go home now?"
In Han Yuxuan's eyes, there was still a hint of resistance and fear.
Han Yi squatted down, reached out to pinch her little cheeks, "Baby, now that all the tests are done, how about Mommy takes you to the playground to play?"
"Really?"
"Really!"
"That's awesome!" Han Yuxuan clapped her little hands, jumped joyfully, happiness written all over her face.
Seeing such a bright smile made Han Yi feel happy but also with a bit of heartache.
For a child Yuxuan's age, living with her parents, going to the playground should be a regular affair.
Yet, she clearly had never experienced this before.
"Baby, did that woman ever take you to the playground?"
