Fu Bing heard their conversation and quickly went downstairs after washing up.
Ji Qing, upon seeing Fu Bing's face, slowly lowered her guard.
Ji Xiaoge also peeked out from behind Ji Qing.
"Pretty sister, good morning."
"Hello, is this your mom and brother?"
"Mhm." Ji Xiaoge nodded obediently.
Fu Bing said to Ji Qing, "Let Mr. Qin check your baby's body again, I'll treat you."
Fu Bing's words seemed magical.
By the time Ji Qing realized it, she had already handed the baby over to Qin Jinhai.
The child wasn't afraid of Qin Jinhai's stern face at all, stretching out his little hand to tug at Qin Jinhai's collar and then touching his face.
Even ill, a toddler over two years old was no lightweight.
"What's your name?"
"My little brother is called Ji Cheng, Cheng as in honest," Ji Xiaoge said.
Ji Cheng also nodded vigorously.
"I'm called Chengcheng."
His articulation was quite clear.
