Jian Shichu quickly said, "Mom, don't worry, the two little ones are fine. Ah Ling has a fever. Once Ah Ling starts crying, the two little ones follow suit. You and Xiao Zheng look after the two little ones, while Cici and I take care of Ah Ling."
"Alright, alright!" Shi Qingning and Ruan Xiaozheng each picked up one child, hugging them and soothing them.
But the two little ones were uncooperative, still crying at the top of their lungs as if their lives depended on it.
Shi Qingning said to Ruan Xiaozheng, "Xiao Zheng, hurry, call the nannies to come up so they can prepare some milk for the children."
Shi Qingning coaxed Laoer, going to check on the little ones.
Doctor Li had already prepared the medication, and asked Ye Qingci to hold the little one, placing him on his lap and pulling down his pants.
