He put the child on the tiny bed and let Mother Rong go over to look after him. Li Sicheng could now wipe the sweat off his forehead.
Su Qianci's face still looked quite awful, and Li Sicheng felt a twinge in his heart.
He sat beside her on the bed and whispered, "Honey, you've worn yourself out!"
Su Qianci chuckled and said, "You've worked hard too."
Li Sicheng blushed inexplicably. He coughed softly and said, "Are you tired? You should rest."
Su Qianci smiled and answered him softly.
When Mother Rong heard her reply, she said, "You shouldn't sleep right now. Eat something first and save your strength, or you'll be exhausted later."
She then went to pick up the soup that she had just brought into the room. "Let her have some soup first, mister. You can help feed your wife some."
"I don't want to drink soup." Su Qianci looked at Mother Rong. "I'm too sleepy."
