Why Is My Fate So Bitter?

Two hours later, at the Qin family's residence.

In Zhouzhou's room, the Qin family gathered around the bed, anxiously watching the little girl lying there.

Zhouzhou's chubby little paws were tightly wrapped in gauze, protecting them just in time. She only suffered a slight burn at the tip of her hair.

Zhouzhou stared blankly at the ceiling, limbs sprawled out, her little belly exposed, completely oblivious, looking utterly devastated.

"Can someone tell me what's going on here!" Grandma Qin asked angrily, her eyes red with worry.

"You were supposed to save someone, weren't you? How did you come back with my granddaughter looking like she's lost her soul?"

Qin Lie rubbed his brow, unable to figure out what had happened. Remembering something, his gaze fell on Zhouzhou's little bag on the side.

After a moment's thought, he turned to Grandma Qin and said, "Mom, could you all step out for a moment?"

Grandma Qin naturally didn't want to. "But Zhouzhou..."