Her big eyes were still brimming with tears, staring unblinkingly at An Ziqi.
Xiao Yining swiftly searched through his head for the common knowledge he had been specially trained on before.
Thinking for a moment, he reached out his small hand to grab An Ziqi's hand and pinched hard on the web between her thumb and index finger.
The intense pain rapidly transmitted from her palm to An Ziqi's head, and the sensation in her body quickly returned.
An Ziqi abruptly sat up from the bed, taking a deep breath with effort.
The sky outside the window was already bright, with the dazzling sunlight streaming into the room; it should be around noon.
Xiao Qian'ai saw her finally awaken, her little mouth quivered and she couldn't hold back any longer, she threw herself directly into An Ziqi's arms, "Mama, Mama."
Calling out while crying aloud, she was really scared just now when An Ziqi didn't respond to her call.
