Chu Lin looked at him with a very calm gaze. Lin Jingsheng quietly met his eyes, and Chu Lin walked over. Zhouzhou was already asleep, his little face buried in the pillow, looking particularly pitiful, with tears still wet on his face. Lin Jingsheng said, "He just woke up and fell asleep again. His body is quite weak now, let him sleep a little longer. He should be able to talk fine without any issues. I'll also ask the doctor about it later."
Chu Lin said, "I just asked the doctor. He said Zhouzhou is recovering very well, and there's no need to worry too much. Don't tire yourself out; go home and sleep for a bit. I'll stay with him. You look extremely tired."
Lin Jingsheng hadn't closed his eyes for the past few days; no one could convince him otherwise.
