Mrs. Huo wants to have a second child

After Jiang Yuyao arrived at Shenghua Children's Hospital, she went straight to the ward where Huo Qinzhu was.

As soon as he opened the door of the ward, he saw a sick and pale little guy lying on the bed, sleeping with an IV drip. Next to him sat Jiang Jinghua, whose face was full of guilt and self-blame. Seeing Jiang Yuyao's arrival was like seeing a savior.

"Sister, you are here."

Jiang Yuyao nodded at him soothingly, walked over, checked on the little girl, and put her hand on her forehead to feel her body temperature.

Fortunately, the heat has subsided.

Only then did she look at Jiang Jinghua beside her, smiled at him reassuringly, and rubbed his head to comfort him, "It's okay, don't worry, it's normal for children to have a fever due to indigestion."

Jiang Jinghua followed her. He was so scared when the little one suddenly had a fever today that he was caught off guard. He still hasn't recovered from it. But he felt relieved after hearing what Jiang Yuyao said.

"Sister, I'm sorry."

Jiang Yuyao patted his back and said, "It's okay. Just be careful not to let her eat too much next time!"

"Uh-huh."

"Mother……"

The little guy's pitiful voice came from the hospital bed. Jiang Yuyao bent down and wiped the sweat off the little guy's head with her hand. "Mom is here. How are you? Are you feeling uncomfortable?"

Huo Qinzhu's lips were chapped and dry due to the fever, and she looked like she was about to cry any second, but she was stopped in time by Jiang Yuyao.

Jiang Yuyao walked around the little guy's hand that was on the IV drip and held him in her arms, gently massaging his stomach. "Zhenzhen, does your stomach still hurt here?"

"My belly?" Huo Qinzhu also reached out her other hand to touch her belly, feeling it carefully before answering, "It doesn't hurt anymore."

"Then you should comfort your uncle. He was so worried about Zhenzhen just now." Jiang Yuyao said and pointed at Jiang Jinghua who was observing the little guy's mental state beside her.

"uncle."

Huo Qinzhu stretched out her little hand and pretended to hold Jiang Jinghua's hand. Seeing this, Jiang Jinghua hurriedly held out his hand and held the little guy's warm hand.

"Uncle, I'm sorry. I won't eat so much and make myself sick again."

The little guy apologized seriously, but Jiang Jinghua felt even more guilty. "No, no, no, it's your uncle who shouldn't have taken you to eat hot pot."

"Hot pot?" Jiang Yuyao asked in disbelief. She had originally been trying to comfort her brother, but she was suddenly speechless. "Didn't you guys eat so much for lunch? Why are you having hot pot again?"

Huo Qinzhu, a sensitive child, felt his mother's anger and shrank into her arms, afraid of being scolded.

"Um, this..."

Jiang Jinghua also felt the rage that began to burn in his sister's eyes. "No, sister, don't be angry first. Listen to my explanation first."

Jiang Yuyao looked at his timid and flustered appearance and sighed, "Alright, you tell me, I won't get angry."

"Really?"

Jiang Jinghua carefully examined Jiang Yuyao's expression, and only after confirming that she wasn't angry did he dare to say, "When I was taking Zhenzhen to the arcade, we passed by a hot pot restaurant, and it just so happened that they were having a sale..."

Jiang Jinghua no longer dared to look up at Jiang Yuyao's expression.

"what?!"

Jiang Yuyao reached out and grabbed Jiang Jinghua's cheek, "Jiang Jinghua, why do you like discounted products so much?!"

Born into a wealthy family, Jiang Jinghua has never lacked food and clothing since childhood, but he inexplicably likes discounted products.

She still remembers how Jiang Jinghua, at the age of five, would stay in the discount area of the supermarket and cry and refuse to leave. Jiang Yuyao really had nothing to say about this habit of her younger brother.