Zhang Yuan rushed over quickly, and Bai Ruxue was already dressed. Seeing Zhang Yuan coming, she hurriedly picked up Bai Rufeng. The little guy was wrapped in a thick layer of blankets, making it almost impossible for Bai Ruxue to hold him.
"Xiao Xue, why don't you use a rope to tie Xiao Feng to yourself? Otherwise, what will you do if he falls and gets bumped on the road?" Zhang Yuan said, noticing Bai Ruxue's arms seemed too short.
"Xiao Xue, let your dad carry the child!" Wang Cuihua said tearfully, looking at her son with a high fever and a face full of despair.
She had heard too many stories about children not surviving pneumonia, and looking at her son's face, she was afraid that this farewell might be forever.
"Alright! Mom, don't worry! Brother will be fine! Take good care of Xiao Cai at home!" Bai Ruxue comforted her mother.
"Big sister..." Bai Ruyun cried along with her mom, her eyes red.
