Once again woke up from your husband’s coughing fits, your heart sinks as Baizhu's tired eyes lock with yours. He is weak and sick again, and you can see it on his pinched face. After a long pause your husband struggles to clear his throat, his voice hoarse and weak.

"I'm sorry, darling, for waking you up again..." His voice is strained with each word, and you can hear the regret in his words. He knows he has troubled you, and the pain you feel seeing him so ill again breaks your heart.