"The taste is quite nice, except the time isn't adequate, so it's not very suitable for the elderly," Luo Yanran couldn't help but say. "I'll take it back and have Grandma make it for Grandpa, the heat will surely be enough."
"Oh come on, don't be so picky so quickly, okay?" Qhianqhian rolled her eyes. "Tantan's full now, I'll take the gift for our Tantan back first. Your Sister Shiliu is waiting for me."
As Qhianqhian spoke, she ruffled Tantan's hair, but then her hand paused, something felt off...
Curiously, she put down her things and parted Tantan's soft hair to take a closer look.
"What's wrong?" Seeing Qhianqhian's serious expression, Qin Nuan instinctively stood up, walked over wonderingly, and saw a noticeable patch on Tantan's head with no hair...
"Alopecia areata?" Qin Nuan exclaimed in surprise, covering her mouth.
"Does it hurt?" Qhianqhian frowned and asked Tantan, pressing on the white, tender skin on Tantan's head.
