"Go."

Zhulan then got up and went to the second room to see her granddaughter. The girl had a fever in the morning and had taken medicine for more than an hour. She didn't know if the fever had subsided.

Zhao was guarding the bedside, and heard footsteps and whispered: "Mom, you are here."

Zhulan leaned over and looked at the child, feeling uncomfortable. The younger son was almost ten pounds, and it would be nice if the younger granddaughter could have six pounds. Looking at the frowning brows, Zhulan was heartbroken. Every time she saw her granddaughter, she didn't dare to leave her son. The child was so fragile, "Have the fever subsided?"

Zhao's face was lighter, "I retreated, I drank milk just now."

"That's good, you take good care of yourself, look at you being thin."

Zhao touched her wrist, and she was worried about her daughter's handing to the mother-in-law. She did everything herself. If she couldn't rest well, she would naturally lose weight. "Mom, don't worry, I will take good care of myself."
Chapter completed!