Qing Yan quickly grabbed the medicine and came back, and started making the medicine with Rachel Yun.
Nicholas Henrydn’t cry now, but his eyes were as red as the little rabbit in his arms. He squatted by the bed to look at Caroline Xiao, then at Evelyn Lin, choked up and asked, “Sister, is my mother dead?”
Evelyn Lin took his hand into the bed and held Caroline Xiao’s hand. “A dead person has no temperature. If you touch it, are your mother’s hands warm?”
Nicholas Lin rubbed his eyes red for a long time, then smiled: “Warm!”
Evelyn Lin also laughed: “So my mother did not die, but fell asleep and will wake up soon.”
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