“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 holding the “sick” kid on the

her sweet embrace as he had never been

about

“Huh? What?”

that moment until after the chubby little girl climbed from her seat

don’t come near. Matt will get

“No, he won’t.”

knew that he made this up

want to be away from

the hospital, and Sasha quickly got

We would like to see

It’s 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

important

an appointment with a specialist, Sasha took her registered

stomachache, but when he was suddenly brought to

did you

want to

free of Sasha’s

Matt, why are you running away?” she yelled

the clinic, an old doctor with gray hair wearing a white coat came over. When he saw the little running figure, he was a little

Why

“What? That’s Mr. Ian?”

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