"What happened?" Yu Jingchen pulled An Ning closer and gently massaged her shoulders.
An Ning really wanted to say 'I don't know either,' but she just couldn't say it, only 'ah ah' came out.
Yu Jingchen, tense, lowered his face and held her small face. "Don't worry, take your time, relax, listen to me, the child is fine."
An Ning nodded vigorously, she knew the child was fine, but she just couldn't speak.
"We'd better go to the hospital," Wen Rufeng said worriedly. "Not being able to speak isn't okay."
An Ning shook her head, pointed at the child, and mimed an eating motion.
Yu Jingchen said, "The child's mother will take care of him, we should go to the hospital."
An Ning shook her head again and mouthed, 'I want to be with the child, eat!'
"You don't need to accompany him," Wen Rufeng said anxiously.
