"Urgh..." The little boy groaned. He then grabbed onto Head Manager Han's hand and cried, "I don't want to sleep anymore..."
As he watched the nurse approach him with the medical cart, an indescribable fear suddenly crept up onto his face, and the smile and happiness from earlier were gone as Tay Dingxuan cried pitifully, "No... I don't wanna!"
The nurse glanced at Dr. Wing, who in turn glanced at Head Manager Han.
Under their gazes, Head Manager Han gently removed the IV drip that was connected to Tay Dingxuan's body. He then carried the boy up in his arms and walked to the window, where they looked down at the bright city.
Even though he did not show it, Head Manager Han felt a pang of sadness. When he first met Tay Dingxuan, the boy was at a normal weight... and now, he was so thin that Head Manager Han could easily lift him up with two fingers.
