Jian Dan couldn't argue with him. She shrugged, "Alright, everything my uncle Qin says is correct."
Bo Qin smiled and prepared to help her get out of bed for a walk. Recently, her wounds had started to heal, and the incisions would itch. Jian Dan wasn't having a great time, and Bo Qin knew, so he was quite worried.
"Ready to get up and walk a bit?"
Jian Dan looked at her son's small face and shook her head. "Let's wait until mom comes to watch Jianjian first. I'm not comfortable with him being alone in the hospital room."
"Afraid someone might carry him away?"
Jian Dan shook her head, surprised he would say such a thing. "Uncle Qin, with you here, who would dare to take your son away? I'm just worried he won't sleep well by himself, and if he cries, no one will watch over him."
