"Uncle, I don't have school tomorrow, so I can stay a little longer today. I'll come over early tomorrow, so you just wait for me to wash your face for you."
"You're a grown man, and I still have to wash your face, hands, and feet for you. It's fine for a little while, but not for too long. You'd better wake up soon, or I'm going to make fun of you later."
Little Tang Mo was usually a quiet boy, but he became much more talkative around Wu Sheng, chattering away without a pause.
He was only a little boy, but because he had taken care of Su Li before, his movements were quite skilled as he cared for Wu Sheng.
Whenever he came, he would make Su Li and Wu Qihua rest, insisting on taking over the caregiving himself unless it was something he couldn't do.
"I'm a big kid now. I can take care of him, too." Those were Little Tang Mo's exact words.
Little Tang Mo chattered away the moment he entered the hospital room, his hands busy with one task after another.
