Wei Chenchen dejectedly lowered his head, "But Mommy, my mouth is so bland I could spit a bird. I don't want to drink those soups anymore, I want to eat Haidilao."
Wei Anning patted his head, "But we need to listen to the doctor, right?"
Wei Chenchen drooped his eyelids and reluctantly responded, looking very pitiful. Wei Anning knew that making him eat bland food with little salt and oil for days was a kind of torture for the child.
But he injured his stomach and intestines and needs to be nursed back to health slowly.
"I know, Mommy."
"Chenchen is very obedient, today you can be rewarded with a lollipop." Wei Anning said with a smile.
Wei Chenchen immediately brightened up and jumped into Wei Anning's arms, "Mommy, I love you the most."
Wei Anning tapped his little face; a single lollipop was enough to win over the little guy, he was too easy to please. Thinking about it again made her feel sorrowful, but fortunately, he was gradually recovering and could be discharged soon.
