Li Yeqi pondered for a moment, "If you can't bear to see him suffer, I'll talk to the old man. But Xixi, Xiaoling is a man, I think he should be given the chance to toughen up."
Yan Luoxi lowered her eyes, poking at the thermos with her spoon, "That's true, but I still feel sorry for him, he's still so young."
"Compared to me back then, he's indeed a bit younger, but it doesn't hurt to be exposed to things earlier. How about this, when we get back, we'll ask him what he thinks. If he doesn't want to go, I'll talk to the old man again."
"Okay."
After finishing the meal, a nurse came to change Li Yeqi's dressing. Yan Luoxi went to wash the thermos, and by the time she came out, the nurse had already finished and left. She wiped the water off the thermos with a tissue and put it back into the bag.
Li Yeqi watched her careful actions and reached out a hand to her, "Xixi, come here."
