Back in the car, Yan Xiaye took the medicine kit and poured the cold remedy into a spoon, coaxing Little Yunduo to open her mouth and swallow it.
Yan Jiu used the end of his shift as an excuse to slip away early, so Yunduo could only be held by Li Yuntang with the hand that was still in good shape. Tasting a bit of the medicine's bitterness, she pitifully wrinkled her small brow, feeling drowsy and dodging the spoon Yan Xiaye handed over, looking especially heart-wrenching.
Yan Xiaye was also frowning, her gaze upon Little Yunduo equally pitiful as if she wished she could suffer the sickness for her.
"Be good, just one more spoonful and you don't have to eat anymore, okay?" Looking at the half packet of the remedy still left in her hand, Yan Xiaye whispered temptingly.
Li Yuntang lowered his gaze to look at the big and small before him, a hint of amusement flashing deep within his pupils.
