"Come on, Yangyang, eat something." Ji Yunhuan raised the bed a bit for him, letting him lean against the pillow, feeding him food.
Yangyang sulkily refused, "No."
"Eat a little. You're not hungry." Ji Yunhuan knew that food was the best way to reduce stress. No matter how painful it was, eating something would make you feel more stable.
Yangyang couldn't resist Ji Yunhuan's plea. He opened his mouth and took the food Ji Yunhuan offered, but after just a couple of chews, he spat it out.
Ji Yunhuan hadn't been to the scene personally. She didn't know what Yangyang had witnessed today. His second aunt was injured saving him, which had frightened him to the point of being stunned. Later, there was the scene of Xu Longyan being sniped. The gore at the scene was something even Ji Yunhuan had never seen.
Ji Yunhuan watched her son with heartache. She realized he really couldn't eat, so she made him drink some water instead.
