The Lucky Little Fool Doctor

One evening, Lin Xiaosu blinked her innocent big eyes and asked Han Chen:

“Silly Uncle, what does ‘making a fuss over nothing’ mean?”

Han Chen blushed and covered his mouth with a fist as he gave a light cough.

“Ahem. For example, your mom and I are about to have a deep discussion at night, and then you suddenly come in. That would be you making a fuss over nothing. Got it?”

Three huge question marks popped up over Lin Xiaosu’s head: ???