"I'll come to help you after I eat!" Wei Yilin said to Wei Ruo.
After saying this, Wei Yilin ran towards the dining hall before Xiumei, and she had to quicken her pace to catch up.
It only took the time of one joss stick burning, and Wei Yilin returned, carrying a bowl of ginseng chicken soup in his hand. Xiumei was also carrying a heavy box of food behind him.
They entered the bedroom, walked past the screen, and finally, Wei Yilin saw Wei Mingting lying on the sickbed.
At this moment, his small eyes turned red again, and he pouted his mouth but managed to hold back the tears without crying out loud.
Suppressing his emotions, Wei Yilin placed the bowl of ginseng chicken soup he was carrying in front of Wei Ruo.
"Here, you take some too. Don't fall ill yourself later, I don't have the time to take care of you."
Wei Ruo took the ginseng chicken soup and took a few sips.