"Come, help mommy apply some medicine."
Zhou Liao held his son, using his large hand to control the small one, allowing Baby Chenchen to dab Lai Zhiyun's wound with a cotton swab soaked in iodine.
Then he stuck on a cute little bear band-aid.
After they finished, it was almost half past nine, which was bedtime for the little guy.
Zhou Liao put him in the crib and handed him a turtle plushie to hold in his embrace.
"Chenchen, are you sleepy? Go to sleep nicely."
Baby Chenchen hugged the plushie and lay on the bed, his pudgy bottom stuck up in the air, and Lai Zhiyun pinched it playfully.
"Would you like mommy to sing a song?"
The little guy sat up and nodded his head.
"Then lie down and sleep nicely with your turtle."
Hearing this, the little one obediently lay down, and Zhou Liao placed the turtle plushie beside the pillow, for it to accompany Baby Chenchen in sleep.
