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Zhu Qianying had been sleeping soundly, but the moment she heard her daughter was sick, she sprang out of bed without any hesitation, ******** and headed straight out.
Yan Bo couldn't help but admire the greatness of a mother's love. A person who normally needed to daze for a good ten minutes upon waking was instantly fully alert at the mention of her daughter's illness. As a father, he was diligent, yet he admitted he couldn't reach her level of responsiveness.
"Mom, what's wrong with Xiao Xiao?"
"She's been coughing continuously, and since waking up, she refuses to go back to sleep. Right now, baby boy is soothing her."
When it came to comforting Xiao Xiao, neither Yan Bo nor the elderly Mrs. Yan felt they could match baby boy.
Zhu Qianying slightly furrowed her brow, "It might be because dinner was too greasy, which caused her to have excessive internal heat."
