Looking at that little face, he couldn't help but smile. He picked him up, the small boy curled up in his arms like a kitten, "Save my mother, save my mother...",Although no one told him who he was saving, he remembered the face. Over the past few years, he had seen Li Lingxuan's face countless times in the news, but this was the second time he had walked back into his life.,Bai Xianxian took a deep breath, then pulled out the second tool she had prepared for tonight—a device that sprayed mist. The steam shot directly onto Li Lingxuan on the bed.。