"Mommy, how is Aunt Xiaoxiao? Is it serious?"
Lin Shu looked at Tangyuan in surprise.
"How did you know your Aunt Xiaoxiao is sick and in the hospital?"
"Great-grandfather told me."
It turned out that after Fang Zhi took Lin Shu away, Old Lord Fang had told the two little buns about Xiaoxiao's food poisoning.
Fortunately, Lin Shu returned in time. Otherwise, the two little buns would have made a fuss to go to the hospital.
Mr. Fang, sitting on the sofa, heaved a sigh of relief when he saw Lin Shu return. He used his cane to walk over to her.
"Xiao Shu, Xiaoxiao is okay, isn't she?"
Lin Shu shook her head.
"It's okay, grandfather. Don't worry."
The old man nodded.
"My head hurts a bit. I'm going to rest in my room for a while. I'll leave them in your care."
Lin Shu looked at him apologetically.
"Is it because they've given you a headache with their noise?"
Mr. Fang smiled.
"It's nothing. A little rest will do."