Jian Shichu quickly walked to the bedside, touched Xiao Ahling's head, and frowned, asking, "What's wrong?"
Ye Qingci, both distressed and helpless, said, "After taking a bath, Ah Ling said he felt dizzy, tired, and wanted to sleep."
Ye Qingci, worried, held Jian Shichu's hand, tears in her eyes, "He didn't hurt his head, did he?"
"No," Jian Shichu reassured her, "Didn't the family doctor check him carefully? It's fine, don't worry unnecessarily."
He gently pushed Ye Qingci, "You take Ah Ye and Ah Wan downstairs to eat. I'll stay with our son for a while, okay?"
Ye Qingci reluctantly agreed, but her long years of understanding with Jian Shichu told her that he had something to say to Xiao Ahling alone.
She suppressed her worry and reluctance, took the twins' small hands, "Ah Ye, Ah Wan, let's go downstairs to eat with mommy."
Ah Wan looked up at him, her big, black, watery eyes pleading, "Brother needs to eat too!"
Ah Ye also shook her hand, "Don't let brother get sick!"
