As soon as she heard the words "old issue," Ye Ranran's heart leapt into her throat. Her hands gripped Xiao Sichen's arm anxiously, and she immediately asked, "What old issue is it?"
Xiao Sichen gently explained, "She doesn't want to take her medicine, just like the last time you saw her... Don't worry, we're on the way. As long as you go back, she'll definitely take her medicine obediently, right?"
Thinking about Yaoyao's condition last time, Ye Ranran felt a sharp pain in her heart.
How could Yaoyao be so pitiable, so plagued with misfortune, never having a smooth path?
The more Ye Ranran thought about it, the more upset she became. Her eyes unknowingly grew wet. "Xiao Sichen, ask Yun Che to drive faster. If Yaoyao wakes up and can't see us, she'll definitely be terrified."
Seeing his wife on the verge of tears, Xiao Sichen's heart ached as well. He pulled her into his arms, gently kissed the top of her head, and spoke in an incomparably tender tone.