It was also at this time that Meng Zhuqing probably had about the time and brought half a bowl of warm milk to him.

Then, Xiao Changyi fed the small half bowl of milk to An Yiyun. The medicine I drank just now was too bitter. When he was the small half bowl of milk, An Yiyun drank very quickly and was very happy, and his mouth was curled up.

An Yiyun is too weak and cannot drink too much milk. She can only drink a small bowl of half a bowl at a time.

After feeding An Yiyun to drink milk, Xiao Changyi lowered his head and rubbed An Yiyun's face. Although Xiao Changyi had no expression, he rubbed An Yiyun's small mouth and smiled.

An Yiyun especially likes to watch Xiao Changyi and An Jing rubbing each other's foreheads and faces, and if Xiao Changyi and An Jing rubbing him, he also likes him very much; every time he is rubbed, or watch Xiao Changyi and An Jing rubbing each other, he will be particularly happy.

Seeing that his youngest son smiled, Xiao Changyi then gave up one hand, patted An Jing's shoulder, opened his cold lips, and said softly: "Jing'er, okay."

Only then did An Jing dare to turn around and look at it.

She quickly put the little guy Su Yijing in her arms in the shaking bed, and then she took the little guy An Yiyun and hugged it in her arms, holding it in her arms with heartache. She looked in tears, and she lowered her head and rubbed An Yiyun's little face with her face. The little guy An Yiyun was immediately rubbed and giggled.

The tears that were condensed in An Jing's eyes finally slipped down uncontrollably.

This child looks the most like her...

"Jing'er." Xiao Changyi sighed helplessly and heartbrokenly, and hugged An Jing in his arms. Because An Jing's arms were still holding the child, Xiao Changyi did not dare to hug him tightly, so he gently wrapped it around.

"I'm sorry, my husband, I don't want to..." She didn't cry after holding on for several days, but today she could sit up and hold the children in her arms, but she shed tears.

She was so powerless when she watched her child suffer. She never thought that one day she would be so helpless and could only watch her child suffer.

No, she couldn't even bear to watch it.

Xiao Changyi kissed her hair and said, "Fang Shicai should be on the way here. Maybe he can help our son suffer less."

"Yeah." Now, An Jing can only think so optimistically.

Xiao Changyi hesitated for a while and said, "Feed Yun'er the medicine tomorrow, I won't feed him in front of you."

The youngest son of their family took this medicine once a day.

When An Jing heard Xiao Changyi's words, she immediately shook her head excitedly and said, "Don't carry me on my back. I have a share in the child. Just feed me in front of me, even if I can't bear to see... Husband, okay?"

She didn't want to know only the sweetness of her son, she also wanted to know the bitterness of her son.

She is a mother.

It's the mother of her son.

The mother was worried that although her son had not traveled thousands of miles, her body... feeding her medicine on her back was even more uncomfortable than feeding her medicine in front of her.

She really wished she would take medicine every day, not her son!

Xiao Changyi knew her personality, so he was so hesitant and sighed: "Okay."

"My husband, will our Yun'er be in good health?" An Jing suddenly raised her face and asked.

Although she didn't cry anymore, her eyes were red, which made Xiao Changyi feel very distressed when he looked at her.

Xiao Changyi nodded: "Yes."

Even though he knew that this might be a lie, An Jing still deceived herself and believed her, and smiled and said, "I knew it would be fine. One day, we Yun'er will definitely be as healthy as Jing'er, Xing'er and Qing'er."
Chapter completed!