"Lie down and sleep for a while, I'll hold Little Sweetheart," Huo Shaohua said as he carefully took the daughter from Tian Xingyun's arms and sat down by the bed.
"I can't sleep," Tian Xingyun shook her head, eyes red.
"Even if you can't sleep, you have to try. You still have to take care of Little Sweetheart tomorrow," Huo Shaohua ordered domineeringly.
"What about you?"
"I'm fine," Huo Shaohua said, holding Little Sweetheart and sitting at the foot of the bed, leaving the head of the bed for her to sleep on.
Little Sweetheart might not be feeling as uncomfortable after the IV and gradually fell asleep.
Tian Xingyun took a pillow, crawled up beside him, and placed it behind his back.
This way, his back wouldn't hurt, otherwise, it would be very painful after several hours.
Her sensitive nose detected the smell of alcohol on him, and she straightened up to look at him, "Did you drink?"
