"It's nothing, a few days ago at kindergarten he accidentally bumped his head, so we're taking him to see the doctor." Qin Jian briefly explained to He Fusheng.
"Bumped his head again?" He Fusheng looked worried, "You should be more careful in the future. That child had his head hit by that bad woman back in the day. When he first came to our house, he often complained of headaches! How is he now?"
"He's in the car. Just got back from the hospital and fell asleep on the way. He's been sleeping in his mother's arms." Qin Jian glanced back, and An Hao slowly rolled down the car window.
"Brother He!" An Hao greeted warmly with a smile, "I can't get out of the car, and don't stand at the door, come in quickly now that you're here!"
"Ah, okay! Okay!" He Fusheng felt relieved seeing Qin Jian and his wife being so welcoming.
"Brother He, Yueyue, get in the car! Let's ride back together!" Qin Jian invited He Fusheng to ride with them.
"Well..." He Fusheng hesitated.
