Jiang Jing and Jiang Ping looked at Jiang Xun, who nodded. Only then did they take the buns and soup to eat. They even remembered to thank Gu Qingyao.
Mu Mu was still asleep. Gu Qingyao went to the kitchen to brew a bowl of medicine, which was specially formulated for him. The pill she had given him earlier was just an emergency measure.
The child had suffered too much since he was young. If he did not recuperate properly, his health would be impaired in the future.
Gu Qingyao took a white bun, crumbled it, and soaked it in a sugar syrup to feed Mu Mu.
His fever had gone down after taking the medicine, and he must be starving. When she put the food in his mouth, he swallowed instinctively.
After he had eaten some of the bun, she gave him the medicine she had brewed. Only then did Gu Qingyao heave a sigh of relief.
