Someone brought over a blanket, Huo Sichen wrapped her tightly in it. Ignoring his own soaked state, he rapidly carried her in the direction of their parked vehicle.
Li Susu's eyes darted around swiftly, she didn't see her son and started to panic.
"Where's Xiaojing?"
"First, let's change out of these wet clothes."
Her face filled with anxiety, she began to struggle. "Put me down, I need to see Xiaojing first!"
Huo Sichen did not loosen his grip.
Because his people had already scoured the entirety of Baijing Temple; if the child was there, they would have found him by now.
Given that Li Jinghang wasn't on the mountain, changing out of wet clothes to prevent falling sick was the most crucial matter at hand.
However, his rationality seemed cold-hearted in the eyes of Li Susu who was consumed with anxiety for her son's safety.
"Let me go! Xiaojing must be waiting for me somewhere in the temple. He's very well-behaved and won't run around."