The Quadruplets Are Mine?

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.

times, Waylon stopped the

a thin blanket

body temperature has dropped. I will give you a medicinal pill to

of admiration for Waylon in her

medicine box, opened it, and poured

knew this pill cost at

diseases, the

I’m worried that feeding her lying down would

have such experience too? Doris said

I helped Emma raise her

said, “I forget

serve you again

by his words. “Mr.

holding Nessa on the sofa,

know” Doris responded.”

course, I will

you to

to put it into Nessa’s little mouth.

the angle wasn’t

tried to adjust, but the best angle was

how could she sit close to him

made it seem like she wanted to take advantage

to understand what was in Doris’ mind. He snorted, “What are

“What else

I’m more worried for your child than you!

then she moved a little closer.