C230 Ninth Master's Voice Was so Soft That It Was Unbelievable

The round little face scrunched up, and the small lips parted slightly, occasionally letting out a pained whimper:

"Woo... I don't want to... Ninth Master... I'm not..."

Huo Yinyao's eyes flickered as he maneuvered his wheelchair to the bedside.

After a brief hesitation, he lifted his large hand from the wheelchair and gently placed it over the small hand of the person lying there.

"I'm here