One Birth Two Treasures: The Billionaire's Sweet Love

Terrified, Yun Shishi kept a close watch over him.

Yueyao's heart ached for her big brother as well. She recalled how the twins had fought so hard over the orange she peeled a few days ago. In the end, she had given the orange to Jing Yang. She was extremely vexed. Hence, she peeled two oranges and offered them to her older brother in tears.

Although she was young, she could understand some of what the doctor said. When she found out that Little Yichen's condition was not optimistic, she was naturally upset.

When Jing Yang saw this, his heart ached terribly. He accompanied Yueyao to stay by Little Yichen's bed.

The boy had just woken up and his drip was done. He saw the people surrounding his bed. He widened his eyes in shock and almost cried.

When Yun Shishi saw that he was on the verge of tears, she was extremely nervous. She quickly asked him what was wrong.

Eventually, Little Yichen's words were so surprising that it made everyone laugh. "Am I not going to make it?"

"Not going to make it?"

"Didn't the doctor say that my condition is not optimistic?"

He rubbed his eyes as he cried aggrievedly. "Why are you all surrounding me? It's as if you're looking at me for the last time!"

"Pfft, pfft, pfft!" Yun Shishi spat. "What nonsense are you spouting?! What do you mean you're not going to make it? What do you mean your condition is not optimistic? It's just that everyone's worried about you and wants to take care of you."

The redness in the boy's eyes persisted. "I thought my condition had worsened. I thought you wanted me to leave a will."

"Pfft!" Youyou hissed, "If you keep spouting nonsense, I'll beat you up!"

"Be good, Little Yichen. As long as you survive the fever and don't contract pneumonia, you'll be fine."

The boy nodded.

Yun Shishi hurriedly scooped a bowl of porridge for the boy. "Here, have some porridge. It's nutritious and increases your immunity."

"Uh huh." Although, Yichen did not like to eat porridge. He did not have much appetite anyway at this point. Because of his fever, he did not feel like eating at all. Not only that, but he also felt that his mind was muddled from the fever. His head was extremely heavy. He rarely had a fever, so this was the first time he had experienced the pain of a high fever.

His head and eyes hurt. It was so painful that his eyeballs felt like they were about to pop out!

Because he kept blowing his nose and wiping it, his nose felt like it was about to be scraped off.

Yun Shishi patiently fed him a bowl of porridge. In the end, when he woke up from his afternoon nap, his stomach churned and he threw up in the trash can beside the bed. All the porridge he had eaten in the morning was vomited out.

After throwing up, he collapsed on the bed as if he had lost all his strength. His stomach churned from the acid, and he felt so uncomfortable that he cried.

Yun Shishi was heartbroken as she watched all this. The boy had never suffered like this before. She could not help but recall the time when Youyou was young and suffered in the hospital.

She wished she could take Little Yichen's place in this torture.

The atmosphere in the ward was much heavier now that Little Yichen had fallen so ill. In fact, the atmosphere in the entire quarantine zone became depressed. Everyone was on tenterhooks, afraid that they would experience the first death in this hospital's quarantine zone.

Outside the ward, doctors and nurses were walking back and forth in protective suits. At such a time, such a scene was inexplicably terrifying.

Little Yichen did not allow Yueyao to lie by his bed, as he was worried that she might catch the flu. However, Yueyao refused to go. Naturally, she wanted to spend more time with Little Yichen.