Beitang Yaori listened to Wen Liancheng's words, and his big palm slowly clenched.

[Emperor Shao, these have little to do with the body, the most important thing is the heart.] ]

Heart, even if Wen Liancheng doesn't say it, he knows better than anyone else!

[What are the ways to recover?] ]

[Physiotherapy can be treated with repetitive transcranial magnetic stimulation, as for psychotherapy......]

Wen Liancheng looked at Beitang Yaori: [I'm afraid it will depend on you.] ]

What made Beitang Yaori breathe a sigh of relief was that fortunately, she was in good health.

In the past, no matter what he did, Beitang Yaori was very confident. However, today, he was inexplicably flustered.

Psychotherapy, this is indeed a big challenge for Beitang Yaori.

In any case, Beitang Yaori had to return Lin Nuanxi to normal within ten days.

These ten days are his last deadline!

……

[Little master, it's not early, it's time for you to go to bed.] ]

[But, I want to see my mother.] ]

Leng Zhao put on a new set of well-fitting pajamas and buttoned them one by one.

[Now that Emperor Shao is treating her, you also want your mother to recover as soon as possible, right?] ]

I didn't see that Leng Zhao was single, and he was also very good at coaxing children.

Of course, Lin Xing hoped that his mother would recover soon, and he missed Lin Nuanxi's cooking and the sunny and strong smile on her face.

[Will Hokudo Flare cure Mom?] ]

[At least, he's trying.] ]

Well, if it is for the good of his mother, Lin Xing is willing to cooperate with Beitang Yaori.

Nodding obediently, Leng Zhao carried him to the bed and turned on the dim and warm night light.

[Good night, little master.] ]

[Leng Zhao.] ]

Lin Xing snorted softly and paused Leng Zhao's body.

[Anything else, young master?] ]

Lin Xing grabbed the soft quilt and looked at the beautiful ceiling.

[Is it true that the more you value a person, the more sad you will cry?] ]

Such an esoteric question came out of the mouth of a little guy who was only four years old, and it was a bit heavy.

[Mom often cries in my dreams and calls Kitado Yaori's name, and I can't tell if Mom hates him or likes him.] However, I could see that my mother's face was painful. ]

[……]

[Is Kitado Flare the most important person to her mother?] ]

[Little young master, whether this emperor is the most important person to her, her subordinates don't know what to do. ]

Leng Zhao replied honestly, Lin Xing's beautiful eyes were slightly dim.

[One thing is clear, though.] ]

[……]

[Lin Nuanxi is the most important person to Emperor Shao. ]

This sentence didn't seem to be much different from the more talented, but it made Lin Xing smile happily.

[Good night, Leng Zhao.] ]

Turning around, the little one grabbed the quilt and closed his eyes.

Leng Zhao smiled lightly and walked to the door of the room: [Good night, little master.] ]

Closing the door with a light hand, Leng Zhao left.

Although this little master is not very old, his mind is extraordinarily meticulous!

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In the bedroom here, the lights are still on.

The bedroom, empty, with the occasional splash from the bathroom.

In the bathroom filled with water mist and heat, in the oversized bathtub, Beitang Yaori sat in the bathtub with Lin Nuanxi in his arms.

Gently wiping her with a sponge ball and washing her body, Lin Nuanxi was quiet like a cat.