She spoke incessantly, finally noticing her mother's quietness, and gradually stopped talking.
Once she quieted down, Xu Ruohua finally spoke, "What is my illness?"
Xu Qiaoqiao responded directly, "It's a minor illness, Mom. Don't worry, you'll definitely get better~ We just need to arrange a surgery, and we're currently contacting the doctor."
Xu Ruohua nodded.
Xu Qiaoqiao tucked her in, "Mom, since you didn't say anything about what you'd like to eat, I'll go prepare some porridge for you."
Xu Ruohua nodded.
Xu Qiaoqiao walked towards the door, and as she was about to leave, she suddenly heard a voice from behind, "Qiaoqiao..."
Xu Qiaoqiao's body stiffened, and she didn't dare to turn back.
The person behind her spoke with a smile, "I want some lean meat porridge."
Xu Qiaoqiao breathed a sigh of relief and turned back with a smile, "Okay."
She left the ward, then went home to cook some lean meat porridge, crushing the meat and putting it into a thermal container.
