Chapter 3: Chapter 3: Exactly like his Son_1
Translator: 549690339
But even though it wasn't painful, being forced to get an injection was still a blow to the princess's pride.
She wiped away her tears, steeling her little face as she said, "You're a bully. I'm going to tell my daddy to have you fired from the hospital."
Yan Ling didn't care about the child's threats.
As she put away the medical kit, she pinched the little one's soft, chubby cheek and left directions to the old housekeeper before she turned to leave.
Watching the closing door, Qi Tiantian's face turned sour.
It was the first time that someone had forcibly given her an injection and even dared to pinch her face.
"Grandpa Butler, I want all the information on this woman within five minutes!"
Hearing Qi Tiantian's domineering tone, the butler's temple throbbed.
However, he knew well that the little princess was not a bad person.
Because her father was always busy, and no one was around to watch over her, she spent her free time reading romance novels, unconsciously adopting the bossy persona of some characters and uttering what appeared to be chilly and domineering yet were hilariously absurd remarks.
"Miss, Mr. Yan is about to reach the hospital. Are you sure you want to wait here for five minutes?"
Hearing that her brother was about to arrive at the hospital, Qi Tiantian quickly forgot about her plans for payback.
She had innocently dressed up her brother's pet lion, causing it to have a severe allergic reaction that not only made it lose all its fur but also accidentally hurt herself in the process.
If her brother found out, she was sure to pay for it.
"Grandpa Butler, I will stay at my uncle's house for a few days. Don't tell my brother..."
After Qi Tiantian finished speaking, she immediately picked up her flashy backpack and ran out of the room with her short legs.
Looking at the flustered little figure running away, the Butler could not help but laugh.
However, after laughing, he couldn't help but feel a little sad.
If the young miss had a mother to accompany her, perhaps her personality wouldn't be so eccentric.
Thinking of the mysterious woman who gave birth to Qi Tiantian, the housekeeper could not help but envision the face of the lady doctor who had just left.
Somehow, he had the illusion that the two women's faces were somewhat similar.
Just as Yan Ling returned to her office from the ward, her phone rang...
Upon answering the video call, a sportswear-clad, soft, and cute little boy appeared on the screen.
"My beauty Ling, how do you feel on your first day back at work? Are you still adjusting? I bet you miss your unbelievably cute baby. In half a month when my training camp ends, I will come to keep you company. Take good care of yourself~"
"I checked the weather forecast, it said it might get cold in Haishi in the next couple of days. Make sure you carry an umbrella! Granny said that since you're still recovering, you must not catch cold~"
Hearing her baby boy's ramblings, Yan Ling's mood gradually lifted.
"Everything is all right with mommy. The colleagues at the hospital are also very caring, so don't worry about me."
She patiently answered all of her son's questions and repeatedly promised to take care of herself. Only then did the little man on the other end seem assured.
After sharing her own situation, Yan Ling asked her son about his circumstances at the training camp.
Despite knowing about her son's exceptional athletic talent, she, being a mother, couldn't help but worry about his health.
Back then, when she fell down the stairs, Yan Zixuan and Shen Liangshen hadn't taken her to the hospital immediately.
It wasn't until twenty minutes later that a servant of the Yan Family had rushed her to the hospital.
But it was too late!
The three children in her belly lacked nutrition and were premature.
Two of the children didn't make it due to the delay in resuscitation.
Had her adoptive mother not arrived in time at the hospital, they might not have been able to save Yuan Bao either.
Thinking about those two children she had lost without ever having seen their faces, Yan Ling's heart suddenly sank.
If those two children were still alive, her daughter would probably be like the princess who was scared of needles—spoiled, yet so soft and warm—and her son would surely be as considerate and caring as Yuan Bao.
Yan Ling sighed and unknowingly tightened her grip on her phone.
Those two lost babies...were undeniably her heart's persistent regret and pain.
"Dr. Yan, the dean wants to see you in his office."
The nurse's knock on the door interrupted Yan Ling's thoughts.
After quickly composing herself and saying a few more words to her son on the video call, she got up to go to the dean's office.
The dean's office was upstairs. As she got into the elevator, she caught a glimpse of a child just as the doors were about to close.
The moment she saw the child's face, her pupils constricted.
Seeing the elevator doors closing, she pressed the button for the next floor without hesitating.
Seconds later, the elevator doors opened, and she ran down the stairs as fast as she could, but when she reached downstairs, the child was nowhere to be seen in the hospital corridor.
Was she seeing things?
She must have been seeing things!
Her son was in a training camp abroad; there's no way he could have appeared in the hospital the next second!
As Yan Ling re-entered the elevator, she had an indescribable feeling.
It was as if she had missed something really treasured—a little lost and a little empty.
Unbeknownst to Yan Ling, as the elevator reached the twelfth floor, room 888 on the eighth floor was visited by a five or six-year-old boy.
The child had features identical to her son, all the way in another country!
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