After a few days of medicinal baths and acupuncture, she could finally transfer Mu Tianheng from the ice coffin to the bed.
Looking at Mu Tianheng, whose face had a little recovered some color, in bed, Lu Zijia couldn't help but sigh. Why was her man's biological brother so unlucky to meet Gu Feng?
If they hadn't met Gu Feng, the little boy's family of three would probably be happy.
"Elder Brother doesn't have to take the medicinal bath anymore in the future, but he'll have to take a pill every morning and night until he wakes up."
As she spoke, Lu Zijia handed ten jade bottles to the man beside her. The jade bottles were all pills specially refined for Mu Tianheng.
Mu Tianyan took the pill and was about to say something when he felt someone approaching the room they were in.
Soon, there was a knock on the door.
