But she didn't make a single sound of pain, instead, she gently reached out to touch the child's little head and softly said, "Be good, baby, mommy is a bit unwell right now, so I can't hold you. Can you come up to mommy's bed to play, okay?"
Arno, upon hearing that his mother wasn't feeling well, immediately became well-behaved. He carefully and worriedly grabbed An Xiaomian's hand, speaking in his childlike voice, "Mommy, mommy, where are you feeling unwell, Arno will blow on it for you..."
The little guy stopped nudging her, so An Xiaomian's wound didn't hurt anymore.
She weakly smiled, "Thank you, baby, but it's not necessary now, mommy isn't feeling too bad anymore. Right, how about mommy asks Aunt Qing Feng and Moli to come in and help you and Arthur wash your face and brush your teeth, okay? After breakfast, mommy will tell you stories, okay?"
Arno nodded happily and then went to look at his older brother, watching as Arthur obediently nodded too.
