"Whimper…" Douzi cried pitifully, but obediently let Gu Ning help him wash his little face clean.
"Does it hurt, Uncle?"
Douzi placed his small hand on the bandage wrapped around Gu Ning's forehead and sensibly realized that Gu Ning had hurt his head.
"Uncle doesn't hurt."
Gu Ning touched Little Bean's head, and in these past few days, the little one's cheeks had become rosy, indicating that his health was improving and he was no longer afraid.
"Why is Douzi crying?"
Gu Ning asked Douzi. Although young, the Wang family's children matured early, just like his own two, and could communicate with adults.
Little Bean began shedding his golden beans again.
"Mommy doesn't want Daddy anymore, and she doesn't let Douzi have Daddy either. Grandma doesn't want Grandpa anymore, and she doesn't want Douzi either."
The child's words were somewhat jumbled, but it seemed that Gu Ning understood.
