Mu Xiaocheng had fallen asleep in Mu Yuchen's arms, but his breathing still remained uneven.
Xi Xiaye put her hand on his forehead. "He still has a fever. When will it go down?"
He observed her frantic reaction and tidied up her messy hair a little as he comforted her, "It's going to be alright. Our son is the one who got poked by the needle, so why are you crying instead?" She glared at him before taking another look at Mu Xiao Cheng's legs again. She was heartbroken to see the prick marks.
"Your son is being hurt like this. Don't you feel anything?" She stared at Mu Yuchen in disbelief.
"I'm not the one who did that to him. Why are you looking at me like that? Of course, I feel bad." He then looked at Mu Xiao Cheng who was fast asleep.
Mu Lingshi chuckled as she observed their exchange. "Brother, Sister-in-law was really heartbroken just now. Stop it."
Relationships were amazing, especially among family members.
