"Mommy, I feel so uncomfortable."
Li Qin Yao looked at her daughter who was wrapped in a thick blanket. Then, she turned to her son who was doing the same.
Yesterday, the two of them went out and returned home in the rain. Although Zhang Li Xue was not as drenched as Zhang Yi Hai, the two of them ended up catching a cold.
A helpless sigh escaped her upon seeing that the two of them were acting like a baby.
Li Qin Yao had thought that she would never face a day like this again, now that her two children were adults.
Who would have thought that she will have to worry and look after them now that they both fell sick at the same time?
Now that they were feeling unwell at the same time, Li Qin Yao let them both stay in the TV room so that it would be easier for her to look after them.
