The doctor looked at Xicheng, holding his child, angrily yet awkwardly trying to soothe him, and nodded lightly.
"Alright then, I'll arrange it right away!"
The doctor nodded to his assistant, who immediately prepared an admission form for Xicheng. Xun Yang reached out to take it and went to handle the admission procedures, while Xicheng followed the nurse called by the doctor to the ward.
Along the way, Xicheng coaxed and teased, and finally, the little guy gradually stopped crying, clutching Xicheng's neck and sobbing intermittently.
Feeling the little body in his arms gently sobbing and noticeably hot against his skin, Xicheng hugged him tighter with heartache.
"It's okay, Daddy's here. I promise, you will be fine..."
The nurse beside them looked at his behavior, feeling a bit amused yet empathetic.
It's just a small cold, this guy is being overly dramatic!
Out of the elevator, the nurse led the big and little ones into a room.
