Seeing Xiao Qing cry, Xiao Xuan anxiously paced in place, not knowing what to do. He was skilled in many things, but consoling people was not one of them.
The doctor, noticing his young master's extreme anxiety, bent his lips into a smile, then quickly returned to an expressionless face. He whispered into Xiao Xuan's ear, "Young master, perhaps you should call those two children over. Seeing her kids will stop her from crying."
"Really?"
The doctor held back a laugh, "Really."
"Then you go call them, fast."
After speaking, Xiao Xuan sat down, his little face tense, looking at the woman on the bed crying uncontrollably, feeling a wave of sadness.
Soon after, Dabao and Xiaobao approached. Seeing Xiao Qing, they immediately rushed over, and the mother and her two children burst into tears together.
Seeing this, Xiao Xuan, like a little adult, pinched the bridge of his nose. To do so was surprisingly fitting for him.
Finally, the crying stopped.
