Chapter 1389: Please wake up unharmed.
Eyeing the building which was now in shambles behind her, Pei Ge only felt fear and gratefulness.
She had not expected Qiao Jingyun to be ruthless enough to plant timed bombs!
If not for their timely escape and Ji Ziming arranging for people in advance to rescue them, they might have…
At this point, her face turned ghastly white.
Still, before she could put more thought into this, she heard Ji Chi calling out in pain.
“Mommy, pain… My head hurts…”
The child’s voice called her attention back to the present. She lowered her head and took in how pale his face was and the cold sweat on his forehead. Her heart squeezed in pain.
“Don’t be afraid. Mommy will bring you to the hospital now.”
She turned to look at the man.
“Let’s go to a hospital quickly. I think his condition is getting worse.”
She did not know why, but instead of feeling happy that she could be with her long-lost son now, she got this nagging sensation.
“Okay, let’s go.”
The man nodded. He moved to receive the child from her, seemingly worried about her strength, but was rejected by her.
In the end, he could only walk beside her while feeling helpless.
As the two were focused on leaving this place fast, they did not notice that the eyes of the child in her arms were open and were gazing at the fire-torn building behind them from the nook of her shoulder.
However, while his eyes were wide open, his gaze was unfocused and blank…
…
“Doctor, how is my son?”
The pristine white hospital smelled strongly of disinfectants.
Even the VIP ward smelled faintly of chemicals.
Pei Ge was addressing a middle-aged doctor in a white robe about her son’s condition.
Only G.o.d knew how worried she was about him.
“Miss, there’s nothing of great concern about your child. He merely has a few light skin wounds and received some shock.”
The doctor removed his mask and looked at her calmly and rea.s.suringly.
Despite this, she was still very worried.
“But… Why is my son saying that his head hurts? He’s even sweating a lot.”
“He’s truly uninjured anywhere else. As for his head being in pain, it may be from the small scratches on his head.”
“But…”
She moved to say something else but was interrupted by Ji Ziming.
“Hey. Why don’t we look at the child first? Since the doctor said that he’s fine, he should be fine. Don’t scare yourself.”
He lightly tugged at her arm.
She could only nod her head at that.
It might just be me being too sensitive. My child… should be fine…
As she thought of this, she finally let the doctor off and moved to her son’s side with the man.
Looking at the pale and thin child sleeping in bed, she felt her heart shattering into pieces.
“Ping An, please wake up unharmed…”
Her wish, alas, was bound to be for naught.