At the hospital...
Jie had finally been able to see his daughter after her fever subsided. He sat on her bed beside her and held her small hand in his own. Seeing the IV that was attached to her other hand, his heart clenched in pain. He couldn't bear to see her even getting pricked slightly but now, he had to see her in this condition. It really broke his heart.
She was so small. How much she must be hurting?
Usually, even if she fell down, she'd kick up a fuss and kept calling him. Even if it didn't hurt at all, she had to have her dad's attention. The cunning baby loved to trick him but he never minded it. Because as long as he held her in his arms, she'd say she was fine.
But now, she wasn't even calling out to him. She had never been this silent even in her sleep. Because she had a habit of sleep-talking. It was something Bao always teased her about. He said she was that radio that never turns off.
