Susan was telling stories with the children and telling legends of ancient great men when Thomas Zuo returned. The two little guys listened intently, and their pale faces softened slightly.
"It's time to eat," Susan slapped Robert and Cupid on the shoulder.
"Hmm," they said deftly.
Thomas Zuo bought some nourishing porridge, which he pushed to the bedside on a little Sudansbile table.
After convincing Susan to have a seat, he prepared a bowl for everyone and warned Robert and Cupid to "be aware of the heat, slow down."
"Thank you, Dad Zuo,"
"I bought you oatmeal for nourishing blood, and Eat more," Thomas Zuo spoiled a smile and shifted his gaze to Susan.
"It's just scraped," Susan responded, smiling. "It's not as severe as you said."
"Don't keep it a secret from me; I've already spoken to the doctor." Thomas pushed pig liver porridge to Susan, raising his brows and looking at her.