He raised his head and stared at Wang Fugui with a pair of watery eyes.

"Sister-in-law, please wait for a while, wait for the injection to take effect slowly, and the child will be fine after a while."

Wang Fugui said, nodding towards the child on the bed.

Only then did Chunhua realize that she was still in Wang Fugui's arms, and she quickly stood up.

"What you said...is it true?"

Chunhua wiped the tears still hanging on her face and looked at the child.

"Sister-in-law, look at the child's face. Is it better than before?"

"It seems...there is something different!"

Chunhua thought about it for a long time and then nodded.

Compared with the dark complexion before, the child's complexion is becoming rosy little by little.

Although the speed is very slow, it is still improving a little bit.

Chunhua stared intently at the child on the bed, an anxious look covering her nervous face.

Wang Fugui's lips moved, trying to say something.

But when the words came to his lips, he swallowed them again.

He just looked at the spring flowers quietly.

The atmosphere in the room was very tense.

As time passed by second by second, Chunhua's face was covered with sweat.

And Wang Fugui began to panic.

Could it be that something went wrong with the Thirteen Needles of the Ghost Gate?

Thinking of this, Wang Fugui's heart skipped a beat.

"It's moving, it's moving!"

At this moment, Chunhua's exclamation came.

Wang Fugui was frightened.

"Fugui, the child moved!"

Chunhua shook Wang Fugui's arm with excitement, and reached out to hug the child at a loss.

"Wow...wow...!"
Chapter completed!