After a while, An Yiqing slowly opened her eyes and withdrew her hand from Peng Ze's wrist.
"Girl Qing, how is this kid? Is there anything wrong with his health?" Peng Shaohe quickly asked.
"Hmm, have you seen a doctor before? What did they say?" An Yiqing responded with a question.
Peng Shaohe nodded, "We've seen quite a few doctors, but they all say the same thing, something about poor absorption and insufficient nutrition. Nonsense about insufficient nutrition, this kid eats more in one meal than what both his father and I can eat combined, yet why doesn't he grow?" If Peng Ze didn't share four parts resemblance with himself, and six parts with his son, Peng Shaohe would really suspect whether they had picked up the wrong child.
"Little girl, what exactly is wrong with this rascal's health?"
