“Ian, what should we do now that Mommy is taking you to the doctor? Didn’t I tell you to be more talkative and smiley like Matt?

Ian was speechless.

I…don’t know how. How would I? I’m used to living alone in a big house, and everyone around me has a cold attitude. Isn’t it weird if I grew up having a cheery personality? Besides, is it even easy for me to change just like that?

After frowning for a while, he suddenly broke into a confident expression.

“No worries! You’ll see!”

“What? How can you lie to a doctor for being sick if you’re not?”

 

“Stomachache.”

“Oh? This should work. Let me tell you something: When I didn’t want to go to preschool before, I would always lie to Mommy about having stomachaches. Wow, Ian, you’re so clever.”

 

The little girl became happy again. She held Ian’s hands with her chubby little hands and looked at him admiringly.

Ian was rather speechless.

A few minutes later, Sasha finally grabbed a cab and took the siblings into the car.

Actually, she was a doctor herself, and she could tell if her kids had a headache or stomachache. But sometimes, mothers were just too cautious.

For example, she was worried about her son falling sick now.

Hence, she must take him to a good hospital to get a blood test or use modern medical equipment to have a medical check-up to play safe. Otherwise, she wouldn’t simply send her kids to any hospital.

was nervous and was holding the “sick” kid

her sweet embrace as he had never been this loved while Vivian

about

“Huh? What?”

meant at that moment until after the chubby little girl climbed from her seat into her mother’s

Matt

“No, he won’t.”

didn’t believe Ian as she knew that he made this up to steal

didn’t want to be away from

ten-minute drive from Old Town to the hospital, and Sasha quickly got

Wand. We would like to see a

crowded over there now. How about visiting a specialist instead? You don’t have to waste time lining up.” The registrar nurse said while clutching the card that Sasha

Nothing is more important than my children

registered number and headed to

was still relatively calm after lying about his stomachache, but when he was suddenly brought to the specialist, his expression changed, and he wouldn’t

did you

don’t want

broke free of Sasha’s

going? Matt, why are you

moment, in the corridor of the clinic, an old doctor with gray hair wearing a white coat came over. When

Ian? Why

“What? That’s Mr. Ian?”

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