Over by the bed, Tang Yaxuan had already taken several kinds of snacks out of a wicker basket and placed them on the nightstand. They were all fresh from the steamer and still piping hot. There was also a congee with shredded chicken and scallions, its aroma so enticing it made one's mouth water.
Wu Xiaowen couldn't help but swallow. "Why are you putting it here?" she said. "You should put it on the coffee table over by your grandparents so everyone can eat together."
Tang Yaxuan blinked. "Uncle Bai said you're the patient and that your appetite might be better today. He specifically told me to buy these things. There's a lot, so you eat first, Mom. We'll eat after you've had your fill!"
"Oh, you," Wu Xiaowen chided good-naturedly, stealing a glance at Bai Lihua. 'How comforting and sweet.' "Your Uncle Bai came so early this morning and hasn't had anything to eat. Get him a bowl of congee."
