Quadruplets Unite: Mother's Words Are Law

Okay Waylon put down the medicine box and rolled his sleeves.

Nessa was in a dizzy state that she couldn’t cry anymore.

But she still had the feeling of leaving her mother’s embrace.

Her little mouth pouted in a grievance, and tears welled up under her long, black, curled eyelashes.

Her pitiful look touched Waylon’s heart.

So touched that his nerves tensed up.

Doris went to fetch warm water while Waylon unbuttoned Nessa’s pajamas and gently gave her a pediatric massage.

Acupuncture could bring down the fever faster.

But firstly, it wasn’t good for the fever to cool down too fast. Secondly, Waylon couldn’t bear putting a needle in such a baby girl.

She wouldn’t 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 girl’s forehead.

Doris was relieved.

She knew that as long as the baby girl was sweating, it meant that the fever was cooling down.

massaging a dozen times, Waylon

covered a thin

temperature has dropped. I will give you a

sense of admiration for

porcelain bottle from the medicine box, opened it, and

this pill cost at least

complex diseases, the pill would cost even more.

that feeding

experience too? Doris said softly.

at her, I helped Emma raise her

“I forget about that!”

to serve you

“Mr. Waylon, I

holding Nessa on the sofa, “Feed the pill.

know” Doris

is my child. Of course, I will be

need you to remind me of this?

to put it into Nessa’s

the angle wasn’t

adjust, but the best angle was to sit

could she sit close to him like this?

seem like she wanted to take advantage of

mind. He snorted, “What are you thinking at this moment? Hurry up and feed

awkward, “What

hurry up!” I’m more worried

little closer. The two