…Now, Wei Aiguo doesn't care about Song Yan's attitude at all. If it weren't for Song Yan, Wei Ping would be in a terrible state now. Stomach aches are common for children, and they don't take them seriously at all.

The head doctor came to check on Wei Ping and showed great concern for him. After reviewing Wei Ping's medical records and current condition, he told the parents that with careful care, their child would recover quickly.

The sky finally cleared up. Looking at the bright sunshine outside, Song Yan felt completely relaxed and happy.

In the afternoon, another young patient was admitted to the ward, a seven-year-old girl with appendicitis. The ward immediately became lively. When the child returned from the operating room, she was still crying, her eyes and nose bright red. Coincidentally, she was also one of Dr. Li's patients. "You're out of the operating room, why are you still crying?"

The parent kept apologizing. "My child is young and timid. We've really caused you trouble."

"Look at the girl in bed 6, she's even smaller than your child. She didn't cry once. She was very cooperative during the surgery." Dr. Li stormed off. It seemed the girl's lack of cooperation had caused significant difficulties for the surgery.

The incision didn't hurt much anymore today, and Wei Ping was especially happy to hear the doctor's praise. The little girl finally stopped crying. Seeing how happy Wei Ping was, she gave a loud "humph" and turned her face away. Wei Ping stuck out his tongue and made a face at her. The girl's parents were a little embarrassed. Song Yan was also a little embarrassed by Wei Ping's mischief.

The girl's mother initiated a conversation with Song Yan. It turned out the girl's mother was a textile factory worker named Han Yu, and she seemed like a very well-mannered person. She didn't look down on Song Yan because she came from the countryside. She was surprised to learn that Song Yan was Wei Ping's aunt. Song Yan simply said that Wei Ping's mother and father had passed away, and politely didn't ask any further questions.

When it was time for dinner, the girl cried and fussed because she was hungry. The girl's name was Liu Tongtong. The more she cried and fussed, the more her incision hurt. No matter how her mother tried to comfort her, she wouldn't listen. Tongtong's mother couldn't bear her daughter crying any longer. "Look at Wei Ping, he's so much younger than you, did you see him cry or fuss even once?"

“He has no mother, and no one cares when he cries.”

Song Yan went out to eat and came back to hear this. This brat really needs a good talking to. "Wei Ping has me. If he's hungry, I'll cook for him. If he doesn't have new clothes, I'll buy them for him. If he's in pain, I'll feel sorry for him too. But he's afraid that I'll be sad because I feel sorry for him, so Wei Ping grits his teeth and endures the pain and hunger. You're older than him, but you're so immature. Because of your crying, your mother is already covered in sweat. Don't you feel sorry for her?"

Tongtong stared blankly at her mother, whose forehead was indeed covered in sweat.

"Tongtong, you know that because of your illness, you can't eat no matter how hungry you are. Are you really going to make things difficult for your mother and let her go hungry too?" After scolding Tongtong, Song Yan sat down on the edge of the bed and gently hugged Wei Ping. "Wei Ping, you are the best baby. So your second aunt loves you the most."

Han Yu was really angry this time. "Tongtong, you have to apologize to your brother."

The little girl stubbornly shouted, "No!"

Wei Ping leaned against Song Yan, her small body pressed against her. After a long pause, she finally managed to whisper, "Second Aunt, can I call you Mother?"

Song Yan felt extremely distressed. "Then call me Auntie from now on. Auntie is also a mother."

"Auntie!" Wei Ping was delighted; the mother and daughter were still arguing. Han Yu was truly a good person, and Song Yan wouldn't watch their commotion. Song Yan whispered a few words in Wei Ping's ear. "Auntie, I'm not sad, sister, you don't need to apologize. Sister, it's really uncomfortable when you're hungry, I'm so hungry too."

Wei Ping's words made Tongtong cry again; she was so hungry! Han Yu's anger also subsided; she was overwhelmed by the child.

Song Yan started telling Wei Ping a story, and Tongtong listened intently without even realizing it. The child was exhausted both physically and mentally today, and quickly fell asleep once she calmed down. Han Yu could finally breathe a sigh of relief, as the child had quickly become closer to Song Yan. Children don't hold grudges, and when Tongtong's incision stopped hurting so much, she could speak to Wei Ping peacefully.

“My aunt is also my mother. I have a mother.”

“I call her Mom. Look at you, calling her ‘Mom’ all the time, how old-fashioned.”

"But my aunt loves me the most..."

Each family only had one parent caring for the children. When Han Yu went to eat and get her medication, Song Yan watched over the two children. When Song Yan went out, Han Yu watched over the two children. The two worked together very well. Wei Ping had actually passed gas a while ago, but the doctor extended his fasting period. Little Tongtong also passed gas this afternoon. Both children were allowed to have some liquid food. The fact that both children could eat at the same time relieved both Han Yu and Song Yan. It would be very uncomfortable for the child who couldn't eat to watch the other eat. Shared thoughts and experiences brought the two closer together.