I figured Theo would not want to go to the hospital to see a doctor, hence I could only get him to take his medicine first and see what happened later.
After putting down my phone, I poured a bowl of oatmeal for him. "Eating medicine on an empty stomach is not good for you. Have some oatmeal first before you take your medicine."
He stared at me with bright eyes and a charming smile on his face. "Are you going to let me eat by myself?"
I raised my eyebrows. "What else?”
"I want to eat by myself too, but-" He raised both hands. "I don't have any strength now and can't hold the bowl."
Was he not very strong when he tugged me just now?
Three years had passed and he was still such a rascal. I was silent for a very long time before picking up the spoon and feeding him oatmeal.
I knew very well that if he was trying to achieve a certain goal, he would not give up that easily.
I brought the oatmeal to his mouth, and his eyes lit up with smiles. He opened his mouth to take the spoon.
He kept staring at me, and I felt uncomfortable under his stare. I said helplessly, "There are no flowers on m y face."
"Who said so?"
He finished the oatmeal. I put down the bowl and asked him, "How does the oatmeal taste?"
He replied, "Very good."
How could oatmeal taste any good?
I sneered. "If it's so good, then finish this whole container."
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