"Baby!" Gu Nanyan, wearing a mask, had arrived home when Little Baozi, who had been gloomy just a second ago, immediately livened up and scrambled up from the ground. He toddled toward Gu Nanyan, calling out, "Mommy, Mommy!"
"Mommy."
As he shouted and hurled himself at Gu Nanyan, it seemed like centuries since Little Baozi had last seen her.
Picking Little Baozi up from the ground, Gu Nanyan showed no signs of being unwell, reviving entirely.
Fearful of bringing germs home, she had even made a stop at Nanjiang to wash herself from head to toe, donned the most sealed mask, and only then entered the house.
Zhao Zhiqiu watched Gu Nanyan cover herself tightly and said with a chuckle and a sigh, "The doctors said you were fine, and you definitely will be. Aren't you suffocating covered up like this?"
"It's fine." Gu Nanyan said.
