"The little one is very healthy," Dr. Mo began, "but because Mrs. Thorne was too frightened previously and her body is somewhat weak, I'll prescribe some medication for you to take home. Although the three-month mark has passed, you still need to be cautious."
"Jared Quinn, here's the list from the check-up just now. Do you understand it?" Melody Thorne deliberately provoked him, placing the list in front of Jared Quinn.
If Dr. Mo hadn't explained it to her, she wouldn't have understood the list at all.
Yet, Jared Quinn was studiously examining it, and his deep, dark eyes softened as if they could perceive everything.
"You understand this?" Melody Thorne raised her elegant eyebrows. "Do you know which is her little arm and hand?"
Jared Quinn lowered his gaze, and with his long fingers pointed to a spot, "This is the little hand, and this is the little leg."
Melody Thorne: "..."
