The Little Wife Woke Up

By the end of the examination, the doctor's expression was full of confusion before shifting into understanding. Everyone's emotions rose and fell along with the changes on his face.

The doctor put away his stethoscope. Chu Yanxiao tugged on his sleeve and asked, "Doctor, is my little wife still alive?"

Fu Siwen nearly covered his mouth again. Who had this child taken after? How could he be so bad at talking?

Su Minghui was so anxious that tears were nearly falling. She did not care at all about Chu Yanxiao's wording and only hurriedly asked, "How is he? Is my son all right?"

Under everyone's gazes, the doctor felt immense pressure and did not dare keep them in suspense. He said directly, "The young master is perfectly healthy. He is simply too exhausted, so his body needs rest. He has remained in a state of deep sleep."

He had checked Su Leyun's heart rate, temperature, and breathing. There was absolutely nothing wrong; in fact, this baby was healthy to an excessive degree.

"Too exhausted?!"

Fu Siwen and Father Chu were both filled with huge question marks. They had entertained countless guesses, but this was the one possibility they had never considered. After all, what could a baby who ate, slept, then ate again every day possibly have done to become this exhausted?

And this state was actually just sleep? They had thought he was in a coma!

Su Minghui and Chu Yanxiao, however, understood immediately. They both guessed it had something to do with Chu Xuan's fate-swapping ritual. Su Minghui blamed herself deeply, feeling that she had not helped him at all and had allowed him to exhaust himself like this.

"It's good that he's all right, but when will he wake up?"

"He will wake once his body feels it has rested enough."

Su Minghui was still worried. "But he has been asleep for nearly ten hours. He hasn't had any milk during that time. If nothing else, he should have been hungry long ago. Is it really all right to let this continue?"

It was also the doctor's first time encountering such a situation in an infant. After thinking it over, he suggested, "You can try feeding the young master some milk."

Su Minghui hurriedly mixed formula for Su Leyun herself. After testing the temperature on her hand, she carefully brought it to Su Leyun's lips.

Su Leyun, who had shown no reaction whatsoever to anything outside, actually instinctively opened his mouth and latched onto the nipple when he smelled the milk. He sucked eagerly and finished a large bottle in no time.

Seeing him drink, the doctor said there was no problem. Only then did everyone feel somewhat relieved.

Over the following days, Su Minghui remained by Su Leyun's side, feeding him every few hours. Chu Yanxiao cried and insisted on staying with him too, but he was ultimately dragged off to class. Still, the moment class ended, he would cling to Su Leyun's bedside without moving an inch.

Although Chu Xuan could not hear Su Leyun's thoughts, he vaguely sensed that Su Leyun's exhaustion this time was related to him. Whenever he had time, he stayed in Su Leyun's room with him and read stories to the two little children.

Besides buying plenty of the formula Lele was already used to drinking, Fu Siwen and Father Chu hired another team of experts to examine Lele. They then had a formula specially tailored for him.

The doctor also temporarily moved into the room next door so he could examine Su Leyun at any time.

For a while, Su Leyun's room became the liveliest place in the Chu Family.

Three days passed like that. On the afternoon of the third day, Su Leyun finally woke up.

Su Leyun opened his eyes groggily and found Chu Yanxiao's enlarged face practically pressed against his own. Chu Yanxiao stared at him without moving, startling him badly.

Oh my, what a huge head!

The scare woke him up considerably.

Only then did he realize they had returned to the Chu Family home. Su Minghui was sleeping with her head beside his bed, faint dark circles beneath her eyes. She must have stayed up for days and only fallen asleep because she could no longer hold on.

When Chu Yanxiao saw Su Leyun's dark eyes blinking at him, he froze. Then, once he reacted, he clapped his hands excitedly and shouted, "My little wife is alive again!"

"..."

So when exactly had he died?

Chu Yanxiao's shout woke Su Minghui directly. She raised her head and saw Su Leyun really was grinning at her. The heart she had kept suspended for days finally settled.

She gathered Su Leyun into her arms and kissed his little cheek. "Lele, you're finally awake. You scared Mommy to death!"

Snuggled against Su Minghui's chest, Su Leyun looked at how haggard she was and felt a little heartache.

I seem to have slept for a long time. Mom must have been terribly worried. This body is really useless.

Su Leyun had completely forgotten that he was now in an infant's body, with less than one-tenth of his original spiritual power. After helping Chu Xuan swap his fate that day, his spiritual power had been completely depleted. His body could not bear it and he had fallen directly into deep sleep.

Hearing his thoughts, Su Minghui's heart ached even more. She asked again, "Do you feel uncomfortable anywhere?"

I'm hungry!

Su Leyun answered at once, and his stomach obligingly rumbled.

Chu Yanxiao ran off at lightning speed, brought over the bottle that had been kept nearby, and stood on tiptoe to hand it to Su Minghui.

Su Leyun held the bottle in both hands and gulped down the milk. Before long, he had finished the entire bottle. He clenched his tiny fists and felt the spiritual power that had once been depleted fill his body again.

Seeing Su Leyun looking so spirited, Chu Yanxiao's eyes reddened. He started crying again, pressed himself against Su Leyun, and said in a muffled voice, "Little wife, don't sleep for so long again. I was really worried about you."

In truth, Su Leyun had not been completely unaware while asleep. He could hear Chu Yanxiao constantly chattering beside his ear. Though they were all trivial matters, they made him feel very at ease.

A little awkwardly, he reached out and patted Chu Yanxiao's fluffy head.

All right, all right, crybaby. Who's comforting whom here?

The moment Su Leyun called him a crybaby, Chu Yanxiao began rubbing both eyes, trying to prove he was a real man and not a crybaby. It took him a long while to stop crying, though he still sniffled from the aftereffects.

Fu Siwen and Father Chu rushed over after hearing the commotion and called the doctor to give him a full-body examination. Only after the doctor confirmed that there was absolutely no problem did everyone finally relax completely.

In the blink of an eye, December arrived, and the weather grew colder by the day. Since Chu Yanxiao's Enlightenment Class was at an international school, its annual Christmas gala was always the school's grandest event. This year was no exception.

The gala was scheduled for the week before Christmas.

That evening, while everyone was eating together, Chu Yanxiao suddenly stood up and proudly announced, "Dad, Mom, Brother, Auntie, and Little Wife! Our school is having a Christmas gala this Friday. I'll be performing onstage, so you all have to come watch!"