By the time Fang Yue had brought Bai Li back to the entrance of Bai's Clinic, he was just about to push the door open when he heard the faint sound of crying.
"That's Cha crying! Let's hurry inside and see what happened!"
At this, Bai Li's voice grew noticeably anxious. She threw aside her bamboo cane and fumbled for the door.
However, perhaps because she was in such a hurry, she didn't notice the steps and stumbled forward.
Fang Yue shook his head and immediately reached out to catch Bai Li.
Her slender hand, fair as jade, felt warm, soft, and fragrant in his grasp, making Fang Yue's heart stir.
Bai Li was wearing a coarse linen dress today, but it did little to hide her fine figure. She was like a pear blossom about to bloom.
Fresh and elegant, serene as a poem.
He pulled her up, and she fell into his arms, bringing with her a light, soap-scented fragrance.
"Quick, let's get inside and see." Being blind, Bai Li naturally couldn't see the expression on Fang Yue's face.
