"Mom..."
The moron sleeping in the bed next to him suddenly turned over, scaring Jiang Xiaobai into stopping his actions, and Qin Xianglian broke out in a cold sweat. For some reason, even though she was helping Jiang Xiaobai, she felt a bit guilty, like a thief.
The moron quieted down again. Just as Jiang Xiaobai was about to proceed to the next step, the moron suddenly sat up, clutching his stomach and started crying.
Hearing her son's cries, Qin Xianglian panicked immediately. She pushed Jiang Xiaobai away, hastily dressed, and turned on the light.
"Xiao Lang, what's wrong?" Qin Xianglian asked with concern. Her care for the moron made Jiang Xiaobai a bit jealous. In Qin Xianglian's heart, there was nothing more important than her foolish son.
"Mom, my stomach hurts."
The moron clutched his belly, sweating profusely, with his eyebrows knitted in pain, unable to bear it.
"Moron, what's wrong?" Jiang Xiaobai got out of bed too.
