While scolding Wu Tong, Qiao Xiang took a skirt and put it on Xiao Xingchen.

Before Wu Tong could react, Qiao Xiang had already carried Xiao Xingchen out of the ward and ran towards the orthopedics department of the hospital.

The orthopedic doctor is preparing for the afternoon.

"Doctor, could you please help me check if my daughter has a broken arm?"

Seeing Qiao Xiang sweating profusely from running, the doctor gently comforted her, "Don't worry, Mom. Let me take a look."

Qiao Xiang sat on the chair and let Xiao Xingchen sit on her lap.

The doctor carefully examined Xiao Xingchen's arm and said after a while, "It's dislocated. How could you, as the head of the family, be so careless? If a dislocation in such a young child is not treated in time, it may develop into a habitual dislocation."

Upon hearing this, Qiao Xiang asked, "Is it serious? Can it be cured?"

As Qiao Xiang spoke, the doctor clasped his hands together, and as if by a miracle, he said, "Okay, this little girl is quite patient."

Xiao Xingchen was indeed very patient, and the doctor had good bone-setting skills. In just a breath, Xiao Xingchen's arm returned to its original shape.

"Doctor, is it all right now? Don't you want to take an X-ray to check it out?"

The doctor smiled and said, "No need. Dislocation is a minor problem, not a fracture. But, this little girl doesn't seem to be in good health. You, the head of the family, shouldn't dress up too well. Buy some calcium supplements for the child. She's still growing..."

Little Xingchen looked so skinny that any doctor would think that Qiao Xiang was not very kind to the child.

"Yes, yes, doctor, you are right."

The doctor reached out and touched Xiao Xingchen's head, and said gently, "Little girl, if you feel uncomfortable anywhere, remember to tell your parents, okay?"

Little Star nodded.

He whispered, "I understand."

Qiao Xiang was in a hurry to see a doctor this time, so she didn't bother to register. She asked, "Then should I go make an appointment?"

"What number do you want to call? It's a small matter."

The young doctor is particularly cheerful.

He looked at Qiao Xiang, then at Xiao Xingchen, and said softly, "Take good care of her in the future. She's a very cute child."

Qiao Xiang came out holding Xiao Xingchen.

Wu Tong stood outside the door with her head lowered. As soon as she tried to approach Xiao Xingchen, Xiao Xingchen was frightened and hid away.

Xiao Xingchen used her own actions to tell Wu Tong that she was afraid of him.

Qiao Xiang didn't give Wu Tong a good look either. She went straight to her ward carrying Xiao Xingchen.

Qiao Xiang has been in the hospital for a long time, and the chefs in the cafeteria all know her.

Not long after she and Xiao Xingchen sat down, the chef handed Qiao Xiang the prepared sweet and sour pork ribs and two meals in aluminum lunch boxes.

"Is the child okay?"

Qiao Xiang said gently, "It's okay, it's just dislocated, it's healed."

"The concrete floor is really hard. This little girl is lucky. If she had hit her head on the ground, it would have been even more troublesome."

Qiao Xiang was also frightened and said, "Isn't it!? I was really scared, and you still sent me food."

"I'm worried about the child too. Okay, take good care of the child. I'm going back to the cafeteria."

Qiao Xiang opened the lunch box and placed it in front of Xiao Xingchen.

Xiao Xingchen held her chopsticks, looked at Qiao Xiang, then at the sweet and sour pork ribs in front of her. She asked nervously, "Will she hit me?"

In Luojia Village, it is common for Xiao Xingchen to be beaten.

The fear of being beaten was deeply rooted in her bones.

"No. I'm here. I'll protect you."