Xiao Changyi gently squeezed An Jing's hand and said, "The kids were very worried about you. They insisted on staying by your side, but they were very well-behaved and didn't speak, just to avoid disturbing you."
Now that it's late at night and the kids haven't slept yet, but are staying by her side, An Jing couldn't feel more comforted.
With a reassuring smile, An Jing said to Jing Xingqingyun, "Mommy's really fine, you don't need to worry."
"Mm-hmm." The four children nodded. Since An Jing had woken up, they were not as worried anymore, and smiles appeared on their little faces.
An Yiqing, being a bit mischievous and quick to recover from worry, chuckled to An Jing, "Mommy, there are no sisters, only brothers. Three brothers, but they are all so cute! And they're so tiny, their hands, feet, eyes, mouths, noses, ears, everything is tiny. Anyway, they're so tiny. Daddy hasn't let us hold them yet; he said we can hold them in a few days."
