Severe illness paired with a high fever—this is a grave matter.
Ruan Tianling stayed by Jian Yufei's side all night, not daring to sleep as he kept tending to her, afraid that something might go wrong.
After a long night, her fever finally subsided, and she passed the danger zone.
The doctor said she could recuperate at home, so Ruan Tianling took her back to their residence while she was still unconscious.
"When will Mommy wake up?" Ansel, sitting by the bedside, asked quizzically.
Ruan Tianling replied, "She's too exhausted. Once she's had enough rest, she'll wake up."
"Daddy, you should go and rest. Your eyes are all red," Ansel said, looking at him with concern.
Ruan Tianling hadn't slept all night. In the past, pulling an all-nighter wouldn't have been an issue for him.
But his body was a bit weak now, and coupled with the constant worry over Jian Yufei's illness, he had expended a lot of energy. That's why his eyes were bloodshot.
