Bai Xiaoyin looked at the big one and the little one and laughed sincerely. She said, "Yangyang, you can't always cling to your Uncle Lu. He's very busy. Now you're spoiled and even need Uncle Lu to help you drink a bowl of porridge."
Yangyang cheekily stuck out her tongue, "Because Uncle Lu likes Yangyang and treats Yangyang well."
Bai Xiaoyin poked Yangyang's little nose, "You child."
Yangyang finished the porridge and pulled a sad face, "I'm having surgery soon. I'm so scared..."
Lu Chenyuan comforted, "Don't be afraid. Once the anesthesia is administered, you won't feel anything. It won't hurt."
Bai Xiaoyin said, "After you come out of the operating room, Mommy, along with Uncle Lu, will be with you. With us protecting you, Yangyang must be strong."
Yangyang nodded and looked out the window, saying longingly, "Mommy, I want to go out for a walk. If I don't go out, I wonder if there will still be a chance."
