Bo Yanchen furrowed his brow as he watched Tang Nuanning intently, while Little Third lay asleep on his shoulder without being put down.
He lightly patted Little Third's back continuously, like a caring father soothing his son to sleep.
Despite this, his gaze remained fixed on Tang Nuanning, his mind full of concerns.
It was not until a large bottle of nutrient solution was nearly finished and it was time to change Tang Nuanning's IV bottle that he thought about setting the child down.
He carried Little Third to the inner room.
Little Eldest and Little Second were still sleeping, the two brothers, born of the same mother, had entirely different sleeping postures.
Little Eldest lay on his back, his hands neatly placed by his sides, maintaining a proper posture and breathing evenly.
