Mo Zixi shrugged his shoulders, but he still didn't say anything bad about Chen Jingrong.
This was his last bit of mercy.
...
After dinner, Mo Zixi placed little Xingzhe into the bathtub and started washing him. But, Yao Anqi ended up carrying him back out.
Mo Zixi followed behind in confusion.
"His bath isn't finished..."
"Xingzhe has hemolysis; his immune system is weak. We can't soak him in water for too long," Yao Anqi said as she carried Xingzhe into the master bedroom and placed him on the bed.
After hearing Yao Anqi's explanation, Mo Zixi felt extremely bad, "I'm sorry..."
Yao Anqi remained silent for a few seconds, but finally sighed and turned around, "Go get changed before you catch a cold."
Mo Zixi looked at his wet clothes and nodded his head, "Wait for me to come back out and teach me the proper thing to do."
Yao Anqi did not say another word as she nodded.
