"Xiaodong, you take them back. Sijie and I can stay here." Song Xiaoru said.
"Sister, you should go rest. Sijie and I will stay."
"Alright then, you two be careful and don't catch a cold. It's a bit chilly at night." Song Xiaoru advised.
"No problem, you all can go back."
"Thanks, you two." Sun Yiyi, Chu Xianling, and others bid farewell to Song Xiaodong.
Soon, the child was transferred to the pediatric ward.
Half of his head was wrapped in bandages.
"Will the child be brain-damaged from the hit?" Li Sijie asked worriedly, following the nurse pushing the hospital bed and asking Song Xiaodong.
"Getting a scalp cut turns into brain damage? You're the one who's silly." Song Xiaodong looked at Li Sijie with a smile.
