She touched Qiao Bin's forehead with her small hand. It was icy cold, with no warmth at all. Could it be that he didn't cover himself with a blanket last night and caught a cold?
He's an adult now, how could he be so careless?
Remembering that Dad was drunk last night, it was probably because of the alcohol, so it could be forgiven.
Looking at Qiao Bin, Qiao Qiao spoke very seriously, "Dad, you can't be like this anymore in the future."
...
She just sat there, keeping watch over Dad, obediently waiting for Grandma to return.
After Madam Qiaoqiao called 120 on the landline, she arrived there quickly. Looking at Qiao Qiao sitting there waiting for Dad to wake up, she couldn't even dare to imagine how Qiao Bin was doing; she just felt her vision go black and fainted.
Hearing the "thud" as Grandma fell to the ground, Qiao Qiao turned her head towards Grandma.
Dad and Grandma——
Left hand is Grandma, right hand is Dad!
