"Miss Jiang! Miss Jiang..."
Nan Bei rushed in, followed by Zhan Ying, who was cradling the unconscious infant.
"What is it?"
The child was brought to her. Small and swaddled in soft blankets, he lay with his eyes closed, his breath shallow and his face pale.
"He hasn't woken up since this morning. The doctor checked him but couldn't find the cause."
Zhu Zhen took the child, weighing him. "It's fine, he's just out of energy."
He was already weak. After Zhu Zhen rescued him, he first expended his strength to erase those people's memories, then helped Zhu Zhen kill the copycat. He couldn't sustain himself and had to fall into a deep sleep.
Zhan Ying: "..."
She clearly didn't understand what he meant.
"I'll hold him for a bit."
Still no understanding.
Nan Bei smoothed things over. "It's fine, you go ahead and get busy. I'll handle it here."
Zhan Ying left, looking back three times.
As soon as the door closed, Nan Bei looked at the baby in her arms, whose face was already regaining its color, and asked with great confusion, "Is there any scientific theory behind this?"
"No."
A significant amount of merit power around her had been absorbed by him. His breathing grew steady, and his complexion visibly improved. Before long, he opened his eyes again.
"Ya!" Seeing his big golden legs, the infant was so excited that he instantly woke up. He waved his chubby little arms at her, babbling unintelligibly.
"If you're awake, come by yourself. Don't cling to me."
"Yiya... Wuya..."
His large, watery eyes looked at them with a hint of confusion. He blinked, his plea for a hug full of appeasement. His adorable face made such cute expressions that refusing him felt like a sin.
Nan Bei's heart instantly softened.
He reached out to take the baby.
To his surprise, the infant ignored him and turned to hide in Zhu Zhen's arms instead.
"Aiya..." Not you!
Nan Bei, as the protagonist of this world, undoubtedly possessed extraordinary luck. However, in front of Zhu Zhen, it was not enough.
He knew who treated him best and who wouldn't let just anyone hold him.
Zhu Zhen pulled him out, cradled him, and rocked him. Seeing his adorable appearance, she wasn't as disgusted and reluctantly held him.
"When will he wake up?"
Nan Bei came to his senses. "Jiang Feng is also still unconscious. They've been asleep for too long and need time to recover. We just have to wait a bit longer."
"Mm."
Upon hearing that the infant was awake, Zhan Ying prepared a bottle of milk. The baby happily drank it with a "ton ton ton," his soft, tender cries occasionally melting people's hearts.
Zhan Ying stared at him intently. "He's so cute. I want to raise a little cub."
"When everything stabilizes, you can have one."
This small incident didn't cause much of a stir. Zhan Ying, accustomed to the rain of bullets, said that only because she momentarily found the baby cute. Upon reflection, she would be the first to go back on her decision.
"Mm, we'll talk about it later." She reached out and poked the baby's chubby cheek. Instantly, the milk in his mouth spilled out, not only soiling his face but also staining Zhu Zhen's clothes.
The infant whimpered in dissatisfaction, "Wu... Ya!"
She received Zhu Zhen's death stare.
"I'm sorry, Miss Jiang. I didn't mean to. I just thought he was too cute and couldn't help myself..."
Zhu Zhen handed the infant to her and got up to clean herself.
The infant, already feeling wronged by being poked, now had his "big golden legs" run off. A loud cry erupted.
"Wu wa..."
Zhan Ying: "..."
She held the infant, feeling helpless.
A disaster triggered by a single finger. She was wrong.
Zhu Zhen returned after changing her clothes. Zhan Ying and Nan Bei had already left.
She glanced at the nutrient pod and suddenly smiled.
She walked closer. "Pretending to sleep?"
The person lying inside opened his eyes and glared at her. A voice, softer and more proud than in the game, sounded.
"Abuser, don't talk to me!"