Ou Yinghan nodded, "That's true. Every time I bring food to the hospital, it's never very hot."
The old man quickly said, "In that case, Kang Chen, don't just stand there. Hurry and take Ming Mei back to her room..."
Kang Chen nodded and carried Ming Mei upstairs.
The old man quickly turned around and took his grandson from the nurse's hands.
The old man happily said, "My precious grandson!"
Ou Yinghan leaned over to take a look, "Tsk... This little guy is already starting to look like Kang Chen."
The old man squinted with a smile, "You don't know, Yousheng looked exactly like his dad when he was little. When Kang Chen was just born, he looked just like this."
Ou Yinghan gently touched Yousheng's little face with the back of her hand. It was so soft that she didn't dare to use any force, "So cute... just like a freshly steamed bun."
Speaking of steamed buns, Ou Yinghan suddenly remembered the kitchen and exclaimed, "Oh no... my food in the kitchen!"
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