Ormand was speechless.
He turned around to look at Aedan, who was sitting at the head of the bed and seemed to want a show.
Aedan continued, "That man is your rival in love, right? That's why you are so angry when Mila calls him Daddy."
Ormand sighed. He stretched out his big hand and gently stroked Aedan's head. "You're still a baby. These are things between adults. All you need is to have a good rest."
Aedan raised his eyebrows. His expression was just like Ormand's. He looked like a miniature version of Ormand.
Aedan seemed to give himself up and said, "Anyway, no matter how much medicine I take, or how long I rest, I won't get better. I don't want to make any more effort."
Ormand felt a pain in his heart. He rubbed Aedan's pale little face with pity. "Don't worry, you'll get better. There's medicine in the laboratory that can cure you. When you get better, you will be able to bear the medicine. Kolby will help you recover."