"Is Jing Yi not feeling well?" Qin Xue looked at Li Jingyi, whose complexion seemed a bit off.
"I don't think so. I didn't notice anything unusual, just that she didn't seem to eat much during the meal." Li Zhao looked at the untouched porridge in her bowl.
This was his first time looking after the child on his own, so he wasn't very familiar with these things. Hearing Qin Xue say that, he just shared what he saw.
"Give the child to me, I'll take a look." Qin Xue took the child into her arms, then checked her palm and touched her belly. No wonder she didn't eat properly; she's got indigestion—no wonder she couldn't eat more. Fortunately, it's mild, and she hasn't developed a fever.
