Zhuo Junyue tucked her in with a blanket, then returned to the bed, watching the little one.
He reached out to touch the forehead temperature which has slowly come down.
Compared to before, when the fever reached forty degrees, his complexion looked a bit better.
Nobody had experience, nor knew how to help him?
He and Su Ningyan had watched over him all night, only able to use the most primitive methods to help him.
Su Ningyan slept all night, while Zhuo Junyue, watching over mother and child, went another night without sleep.
He's a man, and with dragon blood in his body, going without sleep for several days would be of little consequence.
The next day, Su Ningyan awoke.
She got up from the bed and rubbed her head, still looking a bit dazed.
She glanced at the time and was startled; how could she have slept so long?
"Husband, why didn't you wake me? How is the little one doing now?"
