"Miss Nan, Young Master Xiaofeng has been eating poorly and drinking less these past few days, and he has been crying nonstop, which has led to tonsillitis and a high fever. Tonight we need to carefully monitor his temperature and then make sure he drinks plenty of water."
The family doctor, Wang Jin, gently reminded.
"I understand, thank you, Dr. Wang."
Nan Zhifeng nodded her head and continued to feed Xiaofeng his porridge.
"Mommy, I want to sleep with you."
Xiaofeng nestled in Nan Zhifeng's arms and cooed.
"Okay, mommy will stay with you." Nan Zhifeng kissed his forehead, then wiped his mouth, "Have you had enough to eat?"
"Um, full," Xiaofeng patted his little belly.
"Good, now let's look at a picture book for a while, and then it's time to take your medicine."
Nan Zhifeng gently wiped the sweat from Xiaofeng's forehead, preparing to put him down.
But Xiaofeng clung to her clothes tightly, afraid that she would leave.
