"Quick, quick, send to the hospital!"
Qiao An's face abruptly turned pale. Supporting her heavily pregnant belly, she was about to rush over.
Mu Jingxi swiftly held her back, "Qiaoqiao, slow down."
Seeing the pool of blood under Lin Qinqin, Qiao An was utterly stunned.
Pressed in place by Mu Jingxi, she could only stare at Lin Qinqin unblinkingly as Xia Lin carried her to the car, "Miss Qiao, Third Young Master, I'll take her to the hospital first!"
"Imperial Hospital, we'll be there shortly," Mu Jingxi said, helping Qiao An into the car. Turning around, he only then noticed Little Nuomi hadn't followed.
She stood there blankly, her gaze somewhat vacant.
Still staring at that pool of blood...
"Little Nuomi, don't look," Mu Jingxi came to her side, leaning down to pick her up in his arms.
Earlier, all his attention was focused on Qiao An, causing him to forget about Little Nuomi.
The little one might have seen such a bloody scene for the first time, momentarily dazed.
