With the IV drip, Rong Si’s fever temporarily subsided. After waking up, the first thing he saw was Song Wanqiu. She was sitting by the bed and worriedly looking at him.
Seeing that her son was awake, Song Wanqiu relaxed. She touched his forehead and gently said, “Ah Si, you’re finally awake. How are you feeling? Are you any better?”
Rong Si nodded. Just then, a little girl in a pink dress trotted into the room, followed by Su Shengjing.
Who else could it be but Su Jiu?
When Rong Si saw her, his usually dark and deep eyes suddenly lightened.
“Big Brother, you’re awake?” Su Jiu ran to the side of the bed and reached out to touch Rong Si’s forehead. When she felt that his temperature had returned to normal, she grinned. “Big Brother, your fever is gone! That’s great!”
Song Wanqiu also smiled and lovingly looked at Su Jiu. She then said to Rong Si, “When you were sleeping, Little Jiu was always with you. She was very worried about you.”
Rong Si did not expect Su to have stayed for him beside his mother.
Little Jiu’s so nice to me.
Su Jiu felt a little embarrassed by Song Wanqiu’s words. She turned around and took the two bowls of piping hot dumplings from Su Shengjing’s hands. One of them was for Song Wanqiu and the other was for Rong Si. “Auntie, Big Brother, take these. Dad and I tried the mini dumplings here just now. They’re delicious!”
Song Wanqiu gratefully looked at her. “Thank you, Xiao Jiu.”
This sensible and obedient little girl really made people want to dote on her.
Song Wanqiu wanted to feed Rong Si, but Rong Si refused. Even though he was sick, he wanted to eat by himself. Song Wanqiu secretly laughed. She knew that he felt embarrassed to have his mother feed him when he was already so old. Furthermore, Little Jiu was here. He could not let his mother feed him.
As a mother, Song Wanqiu could tell how much her son cared about Little Jiu.
Rong Si ate the piping hot dumplings one bite at a time. He did not know if it was because Little Jiu had brought them for him, but he felt that they were especially delicious. He finished the entire bowl and even drank all the soup.
After eating, Sheng Tianci came back with a bag of snacks, drinks, fruits, and some calcium vitamins. It was obvious that he had bought them for Rong Si and Song Wanqiu.
Sure enough, he placed the food on the table and said to Song Wanqiu, “The child is too skinny. He should eat more.”
Song Wanqiu felt bad. “How could I ask you to spend money again?”
“What do you mean by asking me to spend money again? This amount of money is nothing to me.” After Sheng Tianci said that, he was afraid that Song Wanqiu would misunderstand and think that he was flaunting his wealth or something. So, he quickly changed his words. “No, what I mean is that this amount of money doesn’t cost much. Don’t take it to heart.”
Song Wanqiu had never liked owing people anything, let alone favors. She silently made a mental note and smiled. “Thank you.”
“You don’t have to be so polite. It’s strange.”
A subtle atmosphere was taking over the room. Su Jiu could see it as clear as a mirror. She could already tell that Uncle Sheng had some feelings for Auntie Song.
When she saw the little villain’s dark eyes staring at Sheng Tianci with a secretive look, she became worried that he would think too much. After all, the little villain’s mind was very sensitive. She giggled and held his hand. “Brother, since your fever has gone down, shall we go home together?”