Fanfan rushed up to Shen Nian, his face full of distress as he stared at her.
"Sister, are you hurt?"
When Fanfan first saw Shen Nian, he almost thought his eyes were deceiving him. After confirming it was really her, he had started to run over happily. But he'd barely taken two steps when he saw someone push her to the ground.
Fanfan immediately panicked and rushed over. He'd fallen before, and it hurt a lot. 'She fell on the ground. It must hurt so, so much!'
"I'm fine, Fanfan. Don't worry."
Shen Nian really was fine; she hadn't even scraped her skin. Seeing Fanfan's worried expression and how his eyes were turning a little red, she felt a wave of warmth in her heart.
"You're fibbing, Sister! It has to hurt! Let Fanfan blow on it for you. It won't hurt after I blow on it."
After saying this, Fanfan stubbornly began to search for an injury on Shen Nian's body.
But no matter how much he looked, Fanfan couldn't find any injuries on her.
