Immediately, the familiar cold pine scent enveloped Ruan Qi.
Jiujiu?
The little girl who had been carried out of the mine blinked in confusion.
Why would Jiujiu be here?
Wasn't he in Country M?
Could it be that her head was hit by a rock so hard that she was hallucinating?
The little girl fell into self-doubt, but in the next moment, the man holding her tightened his arms, pulling her firmly into his embrace.
"Baby…"
The man's voice was hoarse, carrying traces of fear and trembling.
He clutched the person in his arms tightly, as though she would drift away like the wind if he let go.
It was then that Ruan Qi finally confirmed—Xi Jiu was really here!
From the moment the accident occurred until now, over seven hours had passed. He had crossed the entire Pacific Ocean and rushed all the way here.
Instantly, Ruan Qi's head stopped hurting, her dizziness disappeared, and her whole body and heart felt as though they were soaking in a hot spring—warm and comforting.
