Xu Zhiye hurried to the bedside and reached out to touch Xia Weiyi's forehead, only for the little girl to dodge his hand.
His arm paused awkwardly before he turned to pour a cup of hot water and handed it to Xia Weiyi, his tone patient and gentle, "Yiyi, have some water and take your medicine, then rest a little longer, okay?"
Xia Weiyi didn't make a sound but obediently took the water and the pill.
Despite the heavy misunderstandings with Ye Che, she still took care of her health; with a healthy body, she would have the strength to find Ye Che, and once she recovered, she hoped to have another baby with him.
Watching Xia Weiyi swallow the pill so cooperatively, Xu Zhiye's expression became much more relaxed, his face, as always, showing little emotion, even managing a slight smile.
That look was clearly devoid of the previous anxiety. Xia Weiyi furrowed her brows and thought, Could I be too suspicious, or did I mishear something?
