Besides Zhao Kai and Old Ma, even Cai Yao came over.
Seeing Song Wen on the sofa, Cai Yao couldn't help but say, "Mom, this sister is so pretty."
Song Wen was wearing household pajamas, a short ice silk skirt, probably reaching her knees.
The neckline was a deep V, the kind with built-in bra pads.
Lying on the sofa, her high peaks spread to the sides, but the scale was still grand, no less than Sister Mei's.
It was clear that she was very sick, she didn't even have time to change clothes before seeking help.
Liang Yuan looked at Granny Li and the others and asked, "She says she has diarrhea, I think she has a bit of a fever too, Granny Li, do you have experience with this?"
Granny Li's age spoke for her, she had rich life experience.
For ordinary headaches and colds, the elderly had their own ways of dealing with it.
She quickly said, "She must have eaten something bad, probably caught a chill too, which caused the fever."
