"Um."

Before the quack doctor could even put the third son down, he burst into tears.

"What happened? He's usually so well-behaved, but he actually woke up as soon as he was put down today?"

Qiao Wanwan smiled and took it, "When you're not feeling well, you'll be more delicate than usual. I'll comfort you. Jing Ting isn't here, so you can sleep with me tonight."

"That's fine. It's rare for the third brother to stick to you like this. It's a good opportunity for him to get closer to you."

"Um."

The third child took a nap, drank some milk powder, and his spirits improved considerably.

Qiao Wanwan stayed by his side every step of the way, and even slept with him at night.

Unexpectedly, the child suddenly started crying incessantly during the night.

Qiao Wanwan took his temperature, and he didn't have a fever, but he just kept crying.

"What's wrong?" Qiao Wanwan hugged and comforted him. "Do you miss Daddy? Or do you miss your brother? We'll send Daddy and brother a video later, okay?"

The third child was still crying his heart out. Qiao Wanwan felt sorry for him, handed him over to the nanny, and went to the bathroom to wash her face.

Perhaps it was the child's crying that made her feel a tightness in her chest, as if she couldn't breathe.

Qiao Wanwan took out her phone and sent a message to Zhan Jingting: [Third brother is much better, don't worry. Little Jiu has a slight cold, give him some cold medicine at the hotel, he should be fine once he adjusts to the time difference, remember to message me when you land.]

After sending the message, Qiao Wanwan took a deep breath and went back to comforting the child.

The third brother cried and slept intermittently, and was not very restless. Qiao Wanwan stayed by his side all night, and only fell into a drowsy sleep when it was almost dawn.

After an unknown amount of time, Qiao Wanwan was awakened again by the child's crying. She quickly got up and picked him up, saying, "Mommy's here."

The nanny came to help, changed his diaper, and prepared formula for him.

Qiao Wanwan felt instantly healed watching her son drink milk heartily.

She picked up her phone and looked at it. "Strange..."