The little girl had her fill and was sweetly smacking her tiny lips, ready to sleep.
Meeting his gaze, her little mouth curved into a smile.
Meimei seemed to know who saved her, and she particularly liked to smile whenever she saw him.
It's rare to see a newborn who loves to smile as much as she does.
To smile only at one person is even rarer.
"Just like Tingye, she's a little smartie, but how come this little smartie hits the spot with me so well." Diwu Zexuan squinted slightly, stepped forward, and reached out to take Meimei from Ye Mingmei's arms.
He held her little hand, bringing it to his eyes for a look.
"A very pretty pair of hands, indeed they have the aptitude for medicine, just don't know if you'll be interested when you grow up."
Diwu Zexuan's voice was gentle, with a hint of casualness.
But to everyone else's ears, it was deafening.
Did he mean that if Meimei wanted to learn medicine, he would consider taking a disciple?
