Xiao Xiao quickly walked to the door of the child's hospital room.
He didn't stop.
Instead, he pushed the door open and went straight inside.
"Xiao Xiao?"
Madam Xiao called out immediately.
What had happened?
Juzi and the child's dad were both startled.
By Xiao Xiao's sudden, inexplicable actions.
Confused and worried, they immediately followed him.
The child, who had woken at some point, propped himself up with his arms.
A look of alarm crossed his pale face.
On the floor beside the bed lay a shattered glass vase.
The flowers inside were scattered everywhere.
The room was filled with a strong floral scent.
Mixed with the smell of disinfectant, it took on a strange note.
"Bao Bao!"
The situation was obvious.
The child had woken up and accidentally knocked into the glass vase.
The vase had shattered.
The child had been startled, too.
Juzi hurried around to the other side of the bed.
She sat halfway up on the bed and gathered the child into her arms.
"Are you all right?"
The child's dad fetched some cleaning supplies and picked up the shattered glass vase and the scattered flowers.
Madam Xiao and Xiao Xiao stood to one side.
The child had been frightened.
It was better to let someone close to him approach.
Otherwise, their good intentions might backfire and frighten him even more.
"Bao Bao."
When the child didn't respond, Juzi grew more worried. "What's wrong?"
"Are you hurt anywhere?"
"Your hand?"
Juzi reached out and took the child's hand.
She turned it over and examined it carefully.
Her child's hand was thin and delicate... each vein stood out clearly...
It looked nothing like the chubby hands of so many other children she'd seen.
It even felt a little