The hospital beds in the lab are custom-made for the patients.
They're much larger than the beds in a regular hospital.
Lu Nuonuo, a tiny bundle, curled up in Ji Muye's embrace, being careful not to touch his wounds.
Thus, the pair, big and small, snuggled up together on one bed, asleep.
Lu Xining tiptoed closer and was just about to pick up her daughter to take her away quietly when she saw the man beside them open his eyes.
"..." Waking up at such an inopportune time.
She continued her action, gently lifting her daughter.
Just as she was about to rise, she saw the man's brow suddenly furrow. Lu Xining lowered her gaze to look at Little Dumpling in her arms; the child had a habit of clinging to people's clothes while sleeping, not having changed at all, and was presently gripping Ji Muye's bandage.
The child had quite a strong grip even when sleeping unconsciously.