I was half-asleep, unable to truly fall asleep.

Because I kept thinking about Da Zhi in the next bed, and also because Da Zhi would cough several times in his sleep.

Every time he coughed, Yang Ruqing would open her eyes to glance at the bed next to hers, always on guard for any other problems that child might have.

Moreover, you have to get up and feed him some water or change his diaper every few hours.

Of course, every time Yang Ruohua woke up to do these things, Luofeng Tang would wake up with her.

Then he rushed to do it, so she could just sit on the bed and give him instructions.

“In another hour or so it'll be daybreak. What do you want to eat tomorrow morning? I can go to Tianxianglou and get some.”

Having gotten back into bed, neither of them could sleep. Yang Ruqing then asked Luofeng Tang.

Luo Fengtang said, "I don't mind what I eat, just make whatever you and Dazhi want to eat."

Yang Ruqing said, "Alright, I want to eat century egg and lean meat porridge. Get Da Zhi two custard buns, and get you a large fried dough stick."

“Good!” Luo Fengtang smiled and rubbed Yang Ruoheng’s head.

The couple cuddled close together, both silently watching Da Zhi lying on the hospital bed.

Both husband and wife fell silent.

"Tang YaZi, why aren't you speaking? What are you thinking about?"

After a while, Yang Ruqing suddenly raised her head from his arms and looked at him, asking.

Luo Fengtang lowered his eyes and looked at her: "Then what are you thinking about?"

Yang Ruqing's eyes flickered, her brow furrowed slightly, and a bitter smile crossed her eyes.

"Seeing Dazhi, I thought of our Chen'er again," she said.

Luo Fengtang also smiled wryly: “Actually, I was just thinking about Chen'er.”

"What are you thinking about him?" Yang Ruqing asked.

Luo Fengtang said, "I've been thinking, Da Zhi and Chen'er look so much alike. I wonder what Chen'er looks like now?"

"Chen'er's body, I don't know how well it is. Could it also be this frail?"

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“If he were here with us, I would definitely have him start practicing martial arts stances.”

“Where is he now? Five years have passed, and there's been no word from the child...”

At midnight, Luofengtang's voice was low and heavy with a sadness that hadn't been present during the day.

Yang Ruqing knew, as a man, he kept all the sadness and negativity bottled up inside.

Show her, show the elders at home, always that man under the sun, the one who can't be crushed even if the sky falls. A man of iron! Let me know if you have any other text you'd like me to translate! ?

Men, also have vulnerable times.

She couldn't help reaching out with her arm, gently hugging him from behind and pressing her face against his back.

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"I have always believed in the spiritual connection between mother and child, and I believe that Chen'er must still be alive in this world."

“I believe more in karma. We are able to treat Dazhi and other people's children so well now, taking care of them without any complaint,” Let me know if you have any other text you'd like me to translate!

"I believe that our kindness will bring fortune to our Chen'er."

When he is sick, there must also be people like us who stay by his bedside and take care of him!

Hearing Yang Ruohui's words, Luo Fengtang's heart felt a little relieved.

He reached out and tightly clasped Yang Ruohong's hand: "As long as I have breath, I will keep looking. If one day I grow old and die, I will let the baby continue to look for her older brother!"

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"When the day comes that you're found, be sure to bring him to my grave. Let me see what my son Luo Fengtang is like, so that even in death, I can rest easy."

Yang Ruqing had a headache.

“It’s the middle of the night, and you're just getting farther and farther away,” she chided him.

"Alright, let's leave this topic for now. It'll be dawn soon, so let's all take some time to rest."

She said, couldn't help but pull him down to lie beside her. They hadn't lain down long when a knock came from outside the door.

The ward is in the backyard, and the front is the consultation hall. The sound comes from the entrance of the consultation hall.

By the time it got here, it was a bit blurry and hazy.

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“Someone seems to be coming to the emergency room!” Luo Fengtang turned over and sat up, tilting his head to catch the sound outside, he said.

Yang Ruqing said, "Someone coming to knock on the clinic door in the middle of the night should be one of two things: either they're seriously ill, or a woman is about to give birth..."

Luò Fēng Táng said, "What should we do? Should we go see the front yard?"

Yang Ruqing said, "The front courtyard hall should have night watch doctors and pharmacists. They should have heard it too, and they will probably open the door soon."

Luo Fengtang said, "If you bring a patient over, we might have to keep them here. There's only this last empty bed left now and we're taking up the spot. Let's hurry down and vacate the bed for the patient."

>Yang Ruqing nodded. "Okay."

The couple quickly got out of bed and tidied the sheets.

Over there in the front yard, the gate must be open.

Then came a cacophony of noise.

“Strange, I feel like this voice is a bit familiar. Like my fourth uncle?” Yang Ruocheng asked Luo Fengtang.

Luo Fengtang was surprised, "No way?"

Yang Ruqing said, "Tang Ya Zi, you stay here and watch Da Zhi. I'll go to the front courtyard to have a look."

Luo Fengtang grabbed her: "This clinic isn't a good place. Some people die here without being treated, you should stay inside and watch over Da Zhi, I'll go to the front yard and take a look then come back."

Yang Ruqing's mouth twitched slightly.

What in the world is this?

In the past, I journeyed through mountains at night, set up ambush points, fought bandits, and even clashed with the Black Lotus Sect and barbarians in the south, forging a bloody path.

Will she still be afraid of the evil in this clinic?

"I know you're not afraid, but I'm here. I'm your man, and it's not your turn yet."

Luo Fengtang put his coat on, then turned and pulled open the door to leave the room.

Leaving this imposing remark truly made Yang Ruqing feel like she had become a tiny woman in an instant.

I used to be the "big sister" in women's hearts, a tomboy who could stand on her own.

Now, I've become the woman in Big Brother's heart.

Although I can still stand on my own two feet and haven't had my wings clipped because of his protection.

But, this feeling of being protected and cared for, it's actually quite good.

Luo Fengtang had been gone for a long time and hadn't returned, while the sounds of commotion continued in the front courtyard.

What's the situation?

Could it really be Uncle Four?

If it were anyone else, Tang Yazi would have probably returned after a glance. It's impossible for her to be left here alone like this.

The only possibility is that we met someone we know.

As I was pondering this, footsteps came toward us, and there was more than one person.

“Qing'er, we're back.” Luofengtang’s voice rang out at the doorway.

Yang Ruqing had already pulled the door open. Standing at the doorway were not only Luofeng Tang, but also Yang Huazhong.

“Dad, why are you here?” Yang Ruqing asked in surprise.

"Let me tell you a long story!"

Luofengtang said, “Qing’er, it’s windy outside. Let’s have your father come in first and then talk!”

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Yang Ruoqing came back to her senses and quickly stepped aside to let them into the house, then closed the door.