After putting on the little fellow's shoes, she tidied up her simple belongings, took his small hand, and walked towards the door. The little guy curled up without moving, one hand pressing on his belly.
"Mommy, my tummy hurts!"
Gan Yuan thought he was lying, opened the door, and walked out.
The little guy pursed his lips, caught up with her, and after a few steps, squatted down clutching his stomach.
Not hearing his footsteps, Gan Yuan turned her head and saw his condition, immediately crying out in anger.
"Gan Tang!"
"Mommy..."
Before he could finish speaking, a gurgling sound came from Gan Tang's throat, and he uncontrollably started vomiting.
"Gan Tang?!" Seeing this, Gan Yuan's face immediately changed. She dashed over, pulled out a tissue from her bag to wipe his mouth, and gently supported his back as she asked with concern, "What happened?"
"Mommy..." the little fellow lifted his pale face, his voice somewhat weak, "I really wasn't lying."