Lin Xileng screamed in fright, "Yingying, what's wrong with you?"
Han Yingying blinked and signaled to her that she was fine.
Upon hearing Lin Xileng's scream, Shen Mosheng's face changed instantly, and he dashed over in a flash, picking up Han Yingying and walking away.
"Shen Mosheng, what are you doing?" Han Yingying wrapped her arms around his neck, pretending to be shocked, but her eyes carried a mischievous sparkle.
Filled with worry, Shen Mosheng failed to notice the smile in her eyes and said gravely, "To the hospital."
"I was just tying my shoelaces, why the need for the hospital?"
Pausing in his steps, Shen Mosheng looked down at her, his face full of surprise, and after a long while, he asked hesitantly, "Tying your shoelaces?"
Han Yingying innocently asked, "Yes, what else did you think I was doing?"
"I thought you felt discomfort in your stomach..." Shen Mosheng breathed a sigh of relief, "It's good that you're fine."