After hesitating for a moment, she said softly, "Daddy is a little tired, so he needs to sleep for a short while. When Daddy has rested well, he will wake up."
Qiqi blinked at her without speaking.
Qiao Mo could only remain silent; she thought, perhaps Qiqi actually understood what she meant.
"Shall we wait together for Daddy to wake up?"
Qiqi nodded, gently holding Qiao Mo's hand, trying to offer her some comfort.
Qiao Mo's eyes grew a bit moist, and she said softly, "Qiqi is so sensible."
While speaking, there was movement on another bed.
"Mama... Mama..."
Chenchen opened his eyes, feeling pain all over, and instinctively began to look for Qiao Mo.
"Mama is here..."
Seeing Qiao Mo's figure in his blurred vision, Chenchen finally felt at ease.
But when he tried to get up, his delicate little face twisted tightly together, seemingly in great pain.
