Okay Waylon put down the medicine box and rolled his sleeves.
Nessa was in a dizzy state that she couldnât cry anymore.
But she still had the feeling of leaving her motherâs embrace.
Her little mouth pouted in a grievance, and tears welled up under her long, black, curled eyelashes.
Her pitiful look touched Waylonâs heart.
So touched that his nerves tensed up.
Doris went to fetch warm water while Waylon unbuttoned Nessaâs pajamas and gently gave her a pediatric massage.
Acupuncture could bring down the fever faster.
But firstly, it wasnât good for the fever to cool down too fast. Secondly, Waylon couldnât bear putting a needle in such a baby girl.
She wouldnât feel the pain, but he would.
Therefore, he rather gave her a pediatric massage.
Doris brought the nursing bottle containing warm water while Waylon was doing the pediatric massage slowly.
Tiny sweat beads oozed out from the baby girlâs forehead.
Doris was relieved.
She knew that as long as the baby girl was sweating, it meant that the fever was cooling down.
After massaging a dozen times, Waylon stopped the treatment.
He covered a thin blanket on Nessa.
âHer body temperature has dropped. I will give you a medicinal pill to feed her.â Waylon said.
âOkayâ Doris nodded, feeling a deep sense of admiration for Waylon in her heart.
Waylon took out a small porcelain bottle from the medicine box, opened it, and poured out a black pill.
Doris knew this pill cost at least 30,000 dollars without asking.
was to treat bizarre and complex diseases, the pill would cost even more.
Til hold her.âWaylon said, âYou feed. Iâm worried that feeding her lying down would choke her.â
âYou have such experience too? Doris said softly.
Waylon rolled his eyes at her, I helped Emma raise her childrenâ
Right Doris said, âI forget about that!â
âI didnât expect to serve you again Waylon said.
Doris was choked by his words. âMr. Waylon, I appreciate your help!â
âCut the words.â Waylon had already been holding Nessa on the sofa, âFeed the pill. Be careful âI knowâ Doris responded.â
Nessa is my child. Of course, I will be careful Do I need you to remind me of this?
Doris squeezed the pill, trying to put it into Nessaâs little mouth.
But the angle wasnât right.
Doris tried to adjust, but the best angle was to sit beside Waylon.
But how could she sit close to him like this?
It made it seem like she wanted to take advantage of him.
Waylon seemed to understand what was in Dorisâ mind. He snorted, âWhat are you thinking at this moment? Hurry up and feed Nessa the pill!â
âAh. Doris looked awkward, âWhat else would I think?â
âThen hurry up!â Iâm more worried for your child than you!
Doris sat beside Waylon, then she moved a little closer. The two of them were squeezed together now.
Dorisâ face flushed, and her heart was pounding.
She pinched open Nessaâs little mouth, put the pill on her tongue, and fed her water with the nursing bottle Nessa gulped the pill.
Waylon hurriedly let Nessa sit straight and patted her back gently to let her breathe.
The pill was swallowed successfully.
âFeed her a little more water. Waylon said, âItâs good for her recoveryâ
Doris moved closer again to feed Nessa water.
Waylon held Nessa closer to Doris.
This way, Dorisâ chin was almost on Waylonâs shoulder.
Mrs. Flores came out from the kud room, and she happened to see a harmonious scene where the father was holding the baby while the mother nestled beside them.
After rating the pill and drinki the water, Nessa burpe The Dule mouth opened and closed a few times, then she fell asleep in Waylonâs arms.
Waylonâs smile was as warm as the sun in March.
Doris smiled too. Her face stuck to Waylonâs shoulder with a blissful expression.
Waylon looked at Nessaâs chubby face, and his heart softened.
âLook at this little girlâ¦â
When he turned around to talk to Doris, his lips touched Dorisâ forehead.