325, do you want to take responsibility for him?

George was terrified by Little Xiahua's words.

Human traffickers?

Police?

Mom and Dad?

Seeing George frozen, speechless, with his mouth agape and his eyes wide, Little Xiahua was frightened too.

She jumped off the bed and dashed out without looking back, "Daddy! Daddy! George is feeling unwell, George is feeling unwell!"

The child's voice reached the dining room.

Song Zhen and the others stood up immediately and hurried toward George's room.

Gu Xinzhou, disregarding everything else, rushed in and anxiously stared at the bed, looking at the tiny figure huddled there.

Qi Lei was standing at the bedside when Shen Shiqing came in and nudged Qi Lei aside.

On the other side, Song Zhen took George's small hand and looked down at him intently.

About thirty seconds of diagnosis passed.

Shen Shiqing let out a sigh of relief, turned to Little Xiahua, and then to Song Zhen and Gu Xinzhou, "Children say the darndest things. George is fine."