"Little Master, please don't make this difficult for me. You just had your stomach pumped half an hour ago, and the doctor wants you to lie down quietly; even if you can't sleep, you're not allowed to move around."
Yan Jiu felt a bit at a loss. If Little Yunduo had been a naughty child, he wouldn't have felt guilty about brushing him off, but precisely because Little Yunduo always behaved so perfectly, even lying to him felt fraught with guilt.
"I can't, I really can't," Little Yunduo said urgently, tears falling, as he stretched out his little hand asking Yan Jiu for the phone: "I want to hear Yanyan tell me herself. If she's asleep, at least opening a video to let me see her would be good."
