In the past few months, although Nian Nian didn't eat as much as Xiang Xiang, her body had always been healthy.
Su Qingsang told herself not to be anxious. It might just be the normal crying of a child.
Nian Nian had always been obedient and never let anyone worry about her. Now, she was crying so hard that her face was red.
The Auntie and nanny were both there. They went forward to look.
"Does she feel unwell?"
"Or did she eat something bad?"
"That can't be. They were both fed milk. What could have gone wrong?"
"Could it be that she's frightened? There were so many people today."
"It's possible. In my hometown, we usually don't carry our children out easily. We're just afraid of them being frightened."
After listening to the Auntie's words, Su Qingsang became more and more anxious.
"Stop talking. I'll do a check-up for her first."
