"If you're sleepy, let's sleep for a little longer; shall we?"
"Yes! Youyou wants to sleep with mommy!"
She promptly carried him to bed, covered him with a blanket, and tightly hugged him.
Nestled in her embrace, his little hand touched her skin, but it was wet and sticky. He frowned in disdain. "Mommy, you have a lot of sweat! It stinks!"
She pretended to be aggrieved and cried out, "Baby, you find mommy stinky?"
"Hmph! How will Youyou despise stinky mommy?" The little guy yawned, unable to hold out any longer.
He did not tell her that, in fact, for the past two days and nights, he had never properly closed his eyes. Worrying about her and fearing that she would feel cold from kicking off her blanket were, of course, only part of the reason for his loss of sleep; he was mostly thinking about things.
As for what was on his mind, he naturally would not mention it to her.
Hence, because he did not sleep well, when his head touched the pillow, he fell asleep very quickly and snored sweetly.
In the past, he always slept quietly; even his breathing was light and inaudible. However, at this moment, perhaps he was truly exhausted as his breathing was a little heavy when he slept.
Her heart ached so much that she hugged him a little tighter and fell asleep peacefully with him.
This sleep continued all the way until evening.
Therefore, when Mu Yazhe walked into the ward with Little Yichen in his arms, he frowned slightly at the sight of the two hugging in their sleep.
It was already night; why were they still not awake?
The air conditioning was not switched on in the ward, nor was there a fan around; only a small window was kept open for ventilation.
Although the heat of summer was over, the weather was still hot, yet the ward had no air conditioning, and they were still wrapped tightly in a blanket. Hence, when the man went up to the bedside, he saw the dense layer of sweat on her forehead.
She had clearly perspired a lot.
Youyou was no exception and was drenched in sweat. Despite the ward being so hot, the two kept sleeping deeply. Even when Yichen accidentally bumped the bedpost and made some noise, they were not awakened.
He had not visited her for the past few days, and with all the arduous work on hand out of the way, he temporarily postponed the other matters aside.
Since his son was crying for her, he brought him along, too.
He approached the bed and sat down. He reached out to touch her forehead; after perspiring so much, coupled with the intravenous drip for two days, her fever had naturally subsided.
He was glad that she had recovered.
This woman really was worrisome. 'Entering the palace' twice from filming, he did not know what to do with her.
She was awakened by his movement and opened her eyes slightly. When her vision cleared, and she saw that it was him, she was surprised and hoarsely said at once, "You're… here."
As soon as she opened her mouth, the little guy in her embrace woke up, too. As if not fully awake yet, he rubbed his drowsy eyes groggily and slightly opened them. Upon seeing his father, he froze for a moment before softly calling him, "Daddy!"
He brought the boy in his embrace and gently ravaged his bedhead. "Have you not slept well in the hospital these past few days?"
Youyou nodded and gave a loud yawn.
"I'm awake now," he cooed.
From afternoon until evening, he slept for a whole seven hours; it was time to wake up, indeed!
The man laughed in his heart!