"Xiaomi's health is not very good. She has been frail and sick since she was a child, which is congenital." Nan Zhiyin said.
Hearing this, Tong Jiawei felt a sudden pain in her heart.
Although I have never met Xiaomi, I can imagine how uncomfortable it is for a little girl to be in poor health. She is still the daughter of her sisters. This...
Tong Jiawei was worried and concerned. Then she thought about it and asked hurriedly, "Has it been treated? Did the doctor say anything?"
"Well, I have been treated. Jingchen's friend is a doctor, but..." Nan Zhiyin shook her head slightly and said, "The treatment is not good, so we can only ask Xiaomi to pay more attention to her living habits, and wait until she grows up to see the situation.
There is no other way now.”
Regarding the Xiaomi matter, I had discussed it with Jing Chen in detail before, and it was true that there was currently no other solution. I heard from Jing Chen that Mo Yunye had not thought of a good solution, so he could only continue to maintain the situation as it was and look at it later.
When Tong Jiawei heard the result, her eyes instantly turned red, and then she couldn't help but said, "Poor little baby."
Tong Jiawei felt sorry for Xiaomi from the bottom of her heart and felt like crying.
Nan Zhiyin noticed Tong Jiawei's emotions, and after quickly calming down her emotions, she comforted Tong Jiawei, "It's okay, Weiwei. When Xiaomi grows up later, maybe her resistance will be stronger, and her body will be better by then."
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"Furthermore, Jingchen and I have been paying attention to Xiaomi's physical condition, and we will also find ways to give Xiaomi the best treatment and living environment," Nan Zhiyin said.
"Well," Tong Jiawei nodded, feeling somewhat comforted, she adjusted her mood and replied, "I hope Xiaomi can grow up healthily and be happy."
"Yes." Nan Zhiyin nodded and smiled, accepting Tong Jiawei's blessing.
At this moment, the atmosphere between the two returned to normal. When Tong Jiawei saw Nan Zhiyin laughing, she also laughed too.
Then, Tong Jiawei took the initiative to reach out, took Nan Zhiyin's hand, and said apologetically, "Yinyin, I'm sorry, it was my bad mood just now, it's my problem."
"No," Nan Zhiyin shook his head, "I can understand that you were surprised and shocked when you just found out, and you blame me for not telling you in advance and delaying it until now."
"No, it's not your fault, it's my fault. I didn't control my emotions well and didn't think about you. I only cared about my own thoughts." Tong Jiawei denied Nan Zhiyin's words.
Nan Zhiyin also continued to deny her words and said it was his fault.
The two argued like this for a while, and then Tong Jiawei interrupted first, "Okay, let's not talk about everything. Anyway, I just showed my emotions to you and lost my temper with you. It was my fault. This matter has been concluded.
This ends."
After saying that, Tong Jiawei then changed the subject and said, "Since I was wrong, then give me a chance to make up for my mistake. I will treat you to dinner tonight. There is no set standard for a big meal. You choose whatever you want, and I will treat you."
Hearing that Tong Jiawei was so heroic and returned to her previous style, Nan Zhiyin felt relaxed and happy.
At this moment, Nan Zhiyin couldn't bring up anything else, so he had no choice but to follow her words and say, "Okay, then you invite me this time, and next time I bring the three children out, I'll invite you again."
"Okay, I'll help you take care of the child when the time comes, and even if you pay for the hard work, you'll treat me to dinner."
"No problem." Nan Zhiyin replied.
After the two agreed, they looked at each other and smiled, and the sisterly love returned to the past.
Then, after the two chatted relaxedly for a while, Tong Jiawei sighed and said, "Hey, I don't have a boyfriend now, and I feel a little sad."
"However, this can be regarded as an own mistake. I didn't know that the male idol was actually my sister's husband." Tong Jiawei said.