Children truly can't put on pretense at all; after just two days in the hospital, he looked emaciated beyond recognition. Thinking of what the doctor said about the lasting effects, he couldn't forgive himself.
Leng Youchen retracted his gaze, opened a thermos, ladled out a bowl of chicken soup, then pressed Wei Anning into a chair, sat beside her with the soup, took a spoonful, gently blew it cool at his mouth, and brought it to her mouth.
"You haven't eaten anything all day. I specially had the servant make some chicken soup, drink a little at least, or when Chenchen gets better, you'll be the one falling apart." Leng Youchen advised gently.
Wei Anning looked at Wei Chenchen, obediently opened her mouth to drink. Leng Youchen fed her a bowl of soup, then served half a bowl of rice, picked some vegetables, and began feeding her.
