So Kyle Kinston had no choice but to bend down and put the little one down, but just as he hadn't straightened up yet, the little one's hand was already resting on his right shoulder, gently touching through his suit, and asked with eyes similar to his, "Daddy, does it hurt a lot?" Obviously, she knew that Kyle was hurt on his right shoulder.
Is this... concern from his daughter? Kyle couldn't help but show a smile, being cared for by such a small person, as if it had never happened before.
"What if Daddy really hurts?" He couldn't help but want to tease the little one.
Suddenly, her little face crumpled, and the sadness in her eyes was apparent, then she blew on his right shoulder vigorously several times, shouting, "Pain fly away, pain fly away!"
Kyle felt as if something had impacted his heart, seeing her sad expression, he regretted what he had just said.
He quickly said, "Alright, alright, Daddy's all better."
"Really?" The little one blinked her clear eyes.
