"Dad."
Little Nuomi ran over eagerly, hugging his leg, her little head tilted way up, sniffing like a small puppy, "So fragrant!"
"Second Uncle and your soup."
Placing the tray on the bedside table, Mu Jingxi directly handed the bowl of soup to Mu Jingnan.
He himself picked up Little Nuomi's soup, gesturing for her to come over.
Little Nuomi immediately scurried to his side, and he cradled her in his lap, gently feeding her.
"Is this how you treat your own brother?"
He's a patient, and you just let him drink by himself?
Mu Jingnan put down his phone, holding the bowl of soup, feeling a bit displeased.
After wiping Little Nuomi's lips with a handkerchief, Mu Jingxi finally took a moment to look up and coolly retorted, "What else?"
"..."
"Second Brother, are you wanting me to feed you?" Mu Jingxi teased, "You've hurt your heart, not your hands. Drink it yourself."
Mu Jingnan: "..."
Family ties as thin as water.
Typical case of having a daughter and forgetting a brother.
