Xue Zhiyi, standing there, was quite speechless.
This couple is really anxious, aren’t they forgetting sothing?
Like how to take the dicine? How much to take? When will the child wake up?
Just ran off like that?
Most importantly, why do I feel like I’ve been used and discarded?
Fortunately, An’an didn’t forget Xue Zhiyi and asked with concern, "You’re hungry, right? I’ll go to the kitchen to get you sothing to eat!"
An’an got up particularly early today; she knew Xue Zhiyi hadn’t slept all night, and he must be exhausted and starving.
She went to the kitchen, saw soone was already preparing breakfast, told them to leave so aside, and then ca here to wait.
With An’an’s words, Xue Zhiyi realized he was indeed hungry. People get hungry after a night’s sleep, let alone without any sleep.
But now wasn’t the ti to eat. He said, "Let’s not rush to eat; we should check on the child first!"
"Okay."
An’an agreed, and the two followed along.
As soon as he entered the room, Xue Zhiyi asked, "Has the dicine been taken?"
Xiaoxiao stood there, holding the dicine, and asked, "How much of this should be taken?"
Once inside, Xiaoxiao eagerly opened the bottle Xue Zhiyi gave her.
She originally thought it would be just one pill or a dose of dicine like a decoction, but unexpectedly, it poured out a bunch. She was about to feed it to the child but suddenly thought about the correct dosage.
She hadn’t fed it yet, planning to inquire, just as Xue Zhiyi walked in.
Xue Zhiyi smiled, glad they hadn’t been so overjoyed to forget to ask about the dosage.
"Take it all!"
He had, of course, provided the correct dosage. The reason it seed like a lot was because the child was very small, so he thoughtfully made the dicine as tiny as millet grains.
Upon learning the entire amount was needed, Xiaoxiao and Yang Ming started to act.
With the care they had given over the past few days, the two of them were already familiar with feeding the comatose child.
They pried open the child’s mouth, put in a few grains of the dicine, and then fed so water.
After repeating this several tis, all the dicine was given.
After feeding, Xiaoxiao anxiously asked, "When will he wake up?"
"About a quarter of an hour."
The few of them stayed by the child’s side without moving, waiting for the child’s awakening.
A quarter of an hour is a short ti, but in waiting, it gets infinitely magnified many tis over.
Especially at a mont like this, making it painfully agonizing.
Xiaoxiao stared fixedly at the child, fearing she might miss the mont he woke up.
Finally, the little one woke up.
The mont Xiaoxiao saw the child wake up, tears stread down her face. She felt all the hardship of the past two months had been worth it.
The heavens still left this child to her.
She picked up the child and excitedly kissed the little face, "Son, you’re finally awake."
Little Liufu babbled and even reached out his little hand to touch Xiaoxiao’s face.
As if trying to wipe Xiaoxiao’s tears.
Even though she knew the child just wanted to play with her and wasn’t really wiping her tears, Xiaoxiao felt that the gesture was irresistibly adorable.
"Husband!"
"Mm!" Yang Ming, too, was very excited. That one word from his wife contained a thousand words, and he understood them all.
The family of three hugged each other tightly.
Seeing this touching scene, An’an couldn’t help but cry tears of joy for them.
Only Xue Zhiyi stood there calmly, thinking that this family of three should spend more ti together.
After all, they were destined to be separated.
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