"Auntie, there's really no need." Pei San hesitated, still wanting to refuse.
Xia Yueqing simply shoved him into the car, quickly got in herself, and asked him directly, "Do you want to see your sister and your mom soon? If you do, let's go."
Pei San "..."
Alright, let's go then.
So, there were no more objections, and Xia Yueqing smiled contentedly.
Pei San arrived at the hospital, excitedly ran to Song Weiyi's bedside, and found that his mom looked much more haggard. Instantly, he transformed from a little rascal into a caring, good baby for his mom.
"Mom, you're really too skinny, you need to eat more." While saying this, Pei San held a bowl of chicken soup, spoon in his right hand, ready to feed Song Weiyi.
At ten years old, it was the age when kids were particularly annoying, and Song Weiyi usually got exasperated by this little troublemaker.
