Tang Anzhi returned to her own bedroom, quickly washed up, then changed into a clean and fresh set of clothes, and hurriedly made her way to the adjacent children's room.
Both her sons were sick at the same time, how could she have any appetite for breakfast.
Sitting by the little bed and looking at the sleeping faces of her two little treasures, her heart felt much more at ease...
Ruan Shiyun heard that her own two precious grandsons were ill, and that was unacceptable. So she rushed over in haste. When she arrived at the little ones' room, her footsteps became much lighter.
"How are Tengteng and Chenchen? Has their fever gone down?"
Tang Anzhi quickly stood up, "Mom, the temperature of both brothers has already gone down, they have just taken their medicine, and should sleep for a while."
"A good sleep is beneficial, once they wake up, I guess the illness will be better. Let's go out and talk so as not to wake them," Ruan Shiyun said.
