Chapter 162: Young Master Jing Becomes a Poop Shoveler

Yang Jinghai suddenly opened his eyes wide, those murky orbs glaring sharply at Tang Huai, "Such a young age, yet so talkative."

Tang Huai pursed her lips, looking at Yang Jinghai somberly, "Grandpa Yang, my mother is sick, seriously sick."

Yang Jinghai looked at Tang Huai coolly, "What does that have to do with me?"

"You're a doctor, I want to ask you to treat my mother."

"I won't see her!"

"I don't have a dad anymore, and my baby sister isn't even six months old yet, I really don't want my mom to leave us just like that."

"..."

"Grandpa Yang, please come and see my mother. If you help treat her, I'll do anything you ask."

"..."

"What if I make Xiaolongbao for you every day? Filled with fatty pork, once you bite, the juice spills out."

Upon hearing this, Yang Jinghai lifted his eyelids, peering at Tang Huai with a stealthy look, "What are Xiaolongbao?"

"Made with flour, really tasty."

"Tastier than the chicken we had earlier?"