Bai Wanwan tiptoed closer and sat down beside the stone bed.
The cubs excitedly tried to jump onto the bed, but Bai Wanwan stopped them.
She raised a finger to her lips and shushed the cubs. "Be good. Father Beast is still recovering. You can have a look, but don't disturb him."
The cubs lined up in a neat row. Though they were at an age where they should be boisterous and active, they controlled themselves, neither fidgeting nor making a sound, and nodded obediently.
The cubs stared longingly at Chou Rong for a while before the eldest tiger cub led them out of the room.
After the cubs left, Bai Wanwan didn't rush to leave. Instead, she carefully inspected his wounds.
After a night, the severe wounds treated with the Extreme Effect Golden Sore Medicine had already scabbed over.
The cut on his face had also scabbed over, but she wondered if it would leave a scar.
Her fingers unconsciously moved to his cheek, the pad of her finger tracing the scabbed wound.
