Seeing his son's swallowing movements, Lu Jiang unhesitatingly picked him up, replacing him with Xiaowo, whose intermittent crying was almost inaudible, showing no intention to exploit his son's shame.
Thanks to his brother paving the way, Xiaowo finally got his wish and stopped crying.
With Xiaowo not crying anymore, the little one who had just tasted sweetness was not satisfied and started to cry loudly, immediately waking Xibao.
"Ah, little brother!" Xibao sat up and deftly slid off the bed.
He rubbed his eyes and ran to the bedside, then immediately stopped, looked at the brother who was crying on the bed, glanced at the brother Lu Jiang was holding, and looked again at the one in Mom's arms, he couldn't help but exclaim, "Three little brothers, not just two!"
"Right, there are three little brothers." Xibao often followed Feng Qingxue to work, and all the medical staff were familiar with him.