Huo Miao's worried look at Mu Chudi soothed him with a chuckle. "Tomorrow I'll pick you up and leave the hospital."

"Ah, discharged, my lovely little cousin is all right."

"Don't worry, my second aunt. I'll come and take my little cousin to do exercises regularly in the future. Look, I've got all the punches ready for him."

Huo Zheng holds two small boxers in his hand. Although they are similar in style, they are all made of cotton cloth. It's best to use them as gloves in winter.

Hawthorne put his little fist on his baby's hand and was very happy to play with him.

Mu Chudi's heart sank....