At this moment, Gouwa let out a groan and slowly opened his eyes. Gouwa's mother excitedly said, "Wow, he's awake, Gouwa's awake!"
Gouwa's eyes gradually gained focus, his voice still a bit hoarse, and he groaned, "Mom, I'm hungry!"
"Okay, okay, we'll go home and eat." After she finished speaking, she looked at Bai Ruozhu, "Sir Bai, can the child eat?"
"He can eat, but should avoid greasy food. He should have something easy to digest, rice porridge is fine, let it cool down before feeding it to the child, otherwise it will hurt his mouth." Bai Ruozhu said.
Gouwa's mother nodded incessantly, mumbling, "That's great, the child kept complaining about mouth pain every day, didn't want to eat anything, and finally feels hungry."
Gouwa, weakened from the fever, found it hard to get up by himself. Gouwa's mother reached out to pick up the child, somewhat worried, and looked at Bai Ruozhu to ask, "Sir, can I carry him?"
