Ye Qingqing smiled and said, "Let's just calculate it according to the price I charge when I practice at the hospital. It's one hundred yuan per session, settled monthly. Just remember it yourselves."

She was a specialist at Meng's Hospital, and a single appointment cost 100 yuan, so she wasn't exaggerating. Besides, the residents in the neighborhood are all well-off, so 100 yuan for a doctor's visit isn't expensive.

"Okay, thank you so much."

Xiao Hu's father didn't say much, but he secretly decided to give more money later. As long as his son could get better, it was only right to spend more money. Besides, he also wanted to get along well with Ye Qingqing.

In this era where even eating a piece of tofu is unsafe, it's absolutely essential to cultivate a good relationship with a miracle doctor.

Little Tiger's father picked up his son, and even though he was strong and healthy, he almost strained his back. For the first time, he truly realized that his son was indeed too heavy, and if he got any fatter, he wouldn't be able to pick him up anymore.

After carrying him for only a few steps, Little Tiger's father couldn't take it anymore and had to ask his wife to help lift him onto his back. It was easier to carry him on his back. The couple looked at their son, who was sleeping like a little pig and looked just like a pig, and exchanged determined glances.

My son has to lose weight!

No matter how bitter or difficult it is, we must reduce it.

Otherwise, if she's so fat, even her little penis won't grow out; it'll be blocked by fat. How will she be able to give birth to their grandchildren in the future?

Ye Qingqing tidied up the house, and soon heard a commotion outside. It sounded like Xiaohu's mother's voice, so she went out to take a look. Sure enough, it was Xiaohu's grandmother arguing with her daughter and son-in-law. Andy stood silently to the side, his eyes red, looking pitiful.

The domineering old lady didn't dare to raise her voice too much in front of her daughter and son-in-law, and her momentum weakened considerably. "Andy is still so young. You two can talk things out. Why are you scolding him? He was crying so hard just now that he almost coughed up his lungs."

Xiao Hu's mother glanced coldly at her nephew, her heart truly turning cold. She said in a chilling voice, "We can't afford to raise your grandson. Mom, take Andy back to your brother's house tomorrow. We'll come to visit you during holidays from now on."

The old lady's expression changed drastically, and she pointed at Xiao Hu, asking, "Who's taking care of Xiao Hu?"

“We’ll take care of it ourselves, you don’t need to worry about it. Alright, stop talking outside and hurry home to pack. I’ll take you to my place tomorrow.”

Xiao Hu's mother was also getting impatient with her own mother. Although her mother had no bad intentions, she hadn't raised her son well. Rationally, she knew she couldn't blame her mother, but emotionally, she couldn't control her resentment and her speech wasn't as respectful as usual.

The old lady was stunned for a moment. How could she bear to leave? Her daughter-in-law was difficult to please, and her son was far less generous than her son-in-law. She was comfortable and at ease living here. Why would she go back to her son's place?

She resolutely refused to go back, even if it meant resorting to shamelessness.

The old lady opened her mouth wide to wail, but Xiao Hu's father said in a deep voice, "Don't wake Xiao Hu. If you don't go back, your brother-in-law will find another place to stay."

As soon as she finished speaking, the old lady immediately shut up. Her son was living in a house owned by his daughter, so he didn't have to pay any rent and could save a lot of money each month. It would be troublesome and expensive for him to rent a place on his own.

In fact, the old lady's son was not a top lawyer at all, not even a well-known one. His professional skills were mediocre, and he was lazy, cunning, and only wanted to take advantage of others. This kind of person would never amount to anything. He had been in Pingjiang for more than ten years and still couldn't afford a house.

"What did I do wrong? Why are you all suddenly like this? I've done my best for Xiaohu, cooking meat for him every day and raising him to be plump and healthy. You haven't even taken care of your own grandson..." The old lady was extremely aggrieved and wiped away her tears.

Little Tiger's mother was already suppressing her anger, but the old lady brought up a sore spot, and her temper flared up instantly.