I thought Tangerine was going to do something to hurt the child...
Of course.
The Child's Dad knew that was impossible.
Tangerine suddenly jolted awake.
Noticing the child, she abruptly stopped herself from making any big movements.
She slowly drew her hand back.
Then she looked at the Child's Dad.
The Child's Dad was startled by Tangerine's behavior.
Even though Tangerine had reacted quickly,
he could still tell that something was off.
"What's wrong?"
The Child's Dad asked softly.
A vague sense of unease rose in his heart.
"It's Bao Bao..."
What else could make Tangerine act so strangely now...
besides the child, who was still in danger?
Tangerine stood up.
She gestured for the Child's Dad to go somewhere farther away so they could talk.
The Child's Dad nodded.
He followed Tangerine to the corner of the hospital room, the spot farthest from the child's bed.
"What's wrong?"
Seeing Tangerine fall silent, the Child's Dad couldn't help asking.
"Bao Bao's condition..."
Had it gotten worse?
The Child's Dad's brow furrowed.
The dark circles beneath his eyes were unmistakable.
Tangerine noticed and felt her heart tighten.
"You've been working so hard lately."
"You shouldn't come to the hospital after work anymore."
She had taken a long leave to care for the child.
The child needed someone by her side.
She was still in danger.
Who knew when something might go wrong?
The Child's Dad had been working himself to the bone.
He had to work, then come to the hospital to see the child every day.
He was constantly rushing back and forth.
The Child's Dad was visibly worn out.
"Go home and get some proper rest."
Tangerine said.
The child hadn't recovered yet, and now the Child's Dad might collapse