Tang Yuxin tapped her son's small forehead.
Da Bai and Xiaobai also split their little mouths into smiles at their mother.
"We will be better soon," Tang Yuxin tightened her grip on her son's little hand, "We'll be able to go home before you know it, so you must listen to Grandpa and Grandad, understand?"
"Mm," the two children obediently promised their mother, and of course, they behaved very well. When they were given injections, they never cried out in pain or cried much.
"Yuxin, can you hurry them up, has the medicine arrived?"
Dad Gu looked at the time, wondering why the medicine still hadn't been delivered. He was nearly frantic with worry. Without the medicine, the little ones could itch to death. Their rapid improvement was all thanks to these drugs. In fact, not just the children, but the adults needed them too, as the medicine had become their psychological crutch.