The little boy had no apparent external injuries, just a bruise on his forehead. Bai Jingqing quickly picked him up, intending to take him to the hospital.
Shortly after the car started, Bai Xiaobai woke up. He sat up from his seat, while Bai Jingqing kept observing the little boy's condition. He knew the child wasn't badly hurt, but he still didn't dare to be careless.
Seeing the boy awake, Bai Jingqing immediately stopped the car by the roadside and anxiously asked, "Little guy, how are you feeling?"
"Uncle, why am I in your car?" Bai Xiaobai blinked, looking puzzled.
"I'm really sorry, uncle just hit you and knocked you out. I was about to take you to the hospital." Bai Jingqing explained, but as he looked closely at the child's features, he froze. How could this child resemble Qianqian?
"I'm fine, just my forehead hurts a bit. Uncle, please take me back, if mommy can't find me, she'll be worried." Bai Xiaobai said anxiously.
