"No medicine! No medicine! No medicine!"
Chengcheng shook his body vigorously in Qin Mu's arms, mumbling those three words unclearly, but how could a mother not understand?
"If you don't take the medicine, you'll have to get a shot, and shots are very painful, but the medicine is sweet, just try a little!"
Qin Mu felt a bit of a headache as she held Chengcheng tightly. Although Chengcheng didn't open his eyes, when Qin Mu put the medicine to his lips, he still tasted a little. Even in his drowsiness, he confirmed that the medicine was sweet before he slowly drank it down, making Qin Mu breathe a sigh of relief.
After feeding the medicine, Qin Mu's arm was a bit sore. She gently placed him down and then rubbed his little forehead. His face, which was fine in the morning, was now turning pale, causing hearts to ache at the sight.
"You should go back to your room to sleep; I'll stay with Chengcheng tonight!"
