"Just a careless bump," Bai Xiaoxiao said flippantly. Wen Ran withdrew her hand and didn't press further. Instead, she turned to Mother Bai and said softly, "Auntie, please give me the bowl, I will feed Xiaoxiao."
"Okay!"
Mother Bai knew that the sisters were deeply bonded and that Wen Ran probably had a lot to discuss with Xiaoxiao. She smiled slightly and handed over the bowl filled with soup, "I'll give a call to Uncle Bai, so he won't have to worry and can come over after he's dealt with his business at the company."
Mother Bai took off after saying this, leaving the hospital room.
Mo Xiuchen and the others didn't come in.
Inside the room, only Wen Ran and Bai Xiaoxiao were left. Holding the bowl in her hand, Wen Ran didn't intend to feed Xiaoxiao. Instead, she asked softly, "Xiaoxiao, how did you bump your forehead?"
"Why are you asking again?"
Bai Xiaoxiao frowned. She had just mentioned that it was a careless bump. Her mother believed her, but this girl, Wen Ran didn't.