The little one was already awake, staring at the room with big eyes, looking a bit scared!
"How are you feeling, better now?" Shen Hanqian gently touched the child's little face.
The little boy still had a stiff expression.
Shen Hanqian picked up the thermos she brought. "The doctor said you can eat now. Auntie bought you some millet porridge, would you like to have some?"
The little boy visibly swallowed.
Shen Hanqian smiled coyly. "Hungry, huh? Auntie will feed you now!"
She put down her handbag, hurriedly opened the thermos, scooped a spoonful of porridge, tested the temperature, and then brought it to the child's mouth.
The little boy looked at the food brought to his mouth, his big eyes became moist. "Thank you… Auntie…"
"No need to thank me…" Shen Hanqian's smile grew wider. This child is a good kid, even knows to be 'thankful'.
The little boy had another spoonful, then a second... Soon, half a bowl of porridge was gone!
