Diwu Zexuan's examination didn't take long, and it could even be said to have been quick.
But for the two people waiting outside, every minute and every second felt infinitely stretched out because of worry.
"Wow—"
"The baby's crying!"
Qin Youxuan almost immediately stood up from Dan Hanjie's lap and, on instinct, headed toward the direction of the guest room.
"Kitten, calm down."
"..."
"Kids wake up and cry from time to time; listen, it's quiet now."
Dan Hanjie grabbed her arm, and his heart also tightened for a moment when he heard the sound of crying.
But the more this happened, the more he needed to stay composed.
Qin Youxuan wasn't the only one who had specifically requested Diwu Zexuan; Dan Hanjie knew this very well, so he had a certain degree of confidence that little Tingye would be okay.
"Click—"
The sound of the door lock opening.
"He's out."
Qin Youxuan tensed up and went forward to meet the two people who stepped out of the room.
