Wen Yan looked at the sleeping baby, and the complicated emotions in his heart couldn't calm down for a while.
He reached out a finger and gently touched this little one, trying to bestow a bit of warm Yang Energy, and sure enough, it worked without any hindrance.
Looking at Pei Tugou's wife, her face full of exhaustion, she glanced at Wen Yan, then at the silent Pei Tugou, hesitated for a moment, but didn't stop him.
"Don't worry, he's not in any serious condition, he's almost recovered."
Pei Tugou's wife carried the little one to the ward, while Wen Yan chatted with Pei Tugou outside.
Wen Yan only said that he would find a specialist to have a look later, and Pei Tugou handed the medical record to Wen Yan.
Looking at the record book, only Pei Tugou's name was there—there was no name for the child, so Wen Yan asked Pei Tugou directly.
Pei Tugou's face showed hesitation, looking a bit conflicted.
