Hua Nuan walked into the bathroom and quickly noticed a cool feeling on her wrist, which was still red from yesterday's dislocation.
Now it had recovered completely.
Who applied the medicine for her?
Was it those two maids?
Or Huo Zun?
From yesterday to this morning, only the three of them had contact with her, no one else.
Huo Zun?
Ha? Would the man who dislocated her wrist be kind enough to help her recover?
So, it definitely couldn't be him.
Other than that, it could only be the servants.
Hua Nuan tugged at the corner of her lips, her eyes warming a bit.
...
Yesterday, Little Cubao was born.
Today, after Hua Nuan and Huo Zun finished breakfast, they drove straight to the hospital.
Along the way, the two were silent.
The morning conversation did not continue.
Getting out of the car and walking to the hospital entrance, Hua Nuan was surprised to find that the maternity store had changed its name overnight.
Warmth Maternity & Baby Flagship Store.
Hua Nuan: "..."
