Gan Tang lifted his little hand, grasped the spoon, and declared, "I can eat by myself."
"This..." the maid was a bit troubled.
"Just let him eat on his own," Gan Yuan said with a smile, watching her son, "A man must learn to take care of himself."
The maid placed the bowl on the small bed table, and the little guy gripped the spoon with his left hand, immediately starting to eat heartily.
After a night's rest, his stomach had recovered quite a bit, and coupled with his cheerful mood, he had quite an appetite. It didn't take long for him to finish the small bowl of porridge.
Stretching out his hand to pat his refilled belly, the little guy leaned back against the pillow lazily and yawned hugely.
"So sleepy, I need a nap. Can you all leave for a while?"
Gan Yuan laughed, reaching out to touch his little face.
"If you don't feel well, call the nurse or call Mommy over. I'll be downstairs."
The little guy nodded immediately.
"Take good care of him."