It was almost like for every five things Yang Xiayun and the others said, he would only respond once, and even then, his expression was languid. He just wasn't the same animated and lively kid as usual.
When he saw her and Ms. Wang coming over, he only lifted his head slightly and said faintly, "Aunt, cousin-in-law," then dropped his head again.
This was indeed extremely unusual for him. Normally, seeing her, he would at least jump up and call her "auntie" twice and would also casually ask after his little cousins.
"Where's your Brother Shaoling?"
"Inside, preparing the herbs." He said wearily, then lay his head back down on the stone table.
Yang Chuxia couldn't help but feel a bit anxious seeing him like this, but then she thought that eye surgery was no minor matter. Could it be that this kid was nervous?
After thinking it over, she said, "Mom, you and Yunyun, Linyu, go back first. I want to talk to Linhao for a moment."
