Upon hearing the words "misdiagnosis," Ning Wan finally exhaled the pent-up frustration that had been building up in her chest.

It felt as if all the strength in my body had been instantly drained.

She slowly, little by little, knelt down on the ground. Her head was bowed, and her shoulders were trembling.

Water droplets fell on the floor.

One, two, three.

Gradually, they became denser and denser, eventually forming a puddle of water.

Ning Wan lowered her head, clearly crying, but her face was beaming with joy: "That's great, that's great..."

"Xiao Shu is alright...really, that's wonderful..."

Aman went over and tried to help Ningwan up.

The next second, Ning Wan suddenly threw herself into Aman's arms, crying pitifully, "Aman, I'm so scared... I'm really so scared..."

At first, she was simply forced to become a mother.

But without realizing it, she had already become one with the role.

Ning Yanshu is her child; she is Ning Yanshu's mother.

As a mother, she couldn't imagine what she would do if something really happened to Ning Yanshu.

From the moment she first heard the words "leukemia," Ning Wan was completely stunned.

She warned herself not to cry, not to shed tears in front of her child.

The doctor said it's only a possibility.

How could she draw conclusions so easily before the report was even released?

She hoped her tears were tears of joy and happiness.

She cried tears of joy.

So she kept holding back her tears.

Facing Ning Yanshu, she dared not cry.

In the quiet hospital room, she dared not cry.

But at this moment, she could finally cry her heart out in Aman's arms without any restraint...

...

Aman held Ning Wan tightly, replying word by word, "Wanwan, don't be afraid, Aman is here."

“Aman is here. Wanwan, don’t be afraid…”

...

That afternoon, Ning Yanshu happily went home after being apologized to by the medical staff.

Aman still handled the discharge procedures, with Lu Chen accompanying him.

Ning Wan and Xu Xiufeng stayed in the ward, packing the changes of clothes they had brought that morning.

Ning Yanshu's body was still slightly weak.

You will need to continue taking medication and rest for a few days after returning home.

Fortunately, it wasn't a terrible disease like leukemia. It was just a minor cold or gastroenteritis, which put everyone at ease.

Ning Yanshu lay obediently on the bed, taking small bites of the steamed bun.

Looking at the people busy in front of me, I couldn't help but smile.

Great, he's alright.

He was no longer sick, and he could be with his mother and Aman again.

Ning Wan caught Ning Yanshu's gaze out of the corner of her eye, and she couldn't help but laugh, asking, "What are you looking at, you silly thing?"

Just like Ah Man.

Xu Xiufeng smiled brightly: "Thank God, we escaped a disaster. How could I not be happy?"

“When you get back, remember to pray to the Buddha and express your gratitude. Oh, right…” Xu Xiufeng said, putting down the clothes in her hand and taking out her phone: “I’ll call my husband Zhao now and ask him to go to the market to buy a basin and prepare some charcoal.”

"Although this incident turned out to be a close call, I will have to step over a fire basin after returning from the hospital to get rid of bad luck."

Ning Wan was both amused and exasperated: "Does it have to be this exaggerated?"

Seeing Ning Wan's indifference, Xu Xiufeng insisted, "You are still young and don't understand these metaphysical things. There are explanations for them."

After saying that, Xu Xiufeng dialed a number on her cell phone and walked out of the ward, gently closing the door behind her.

Ning Wan also sat down on the edge of Ning Yanshu's bed.

She reached out and touched his little head, asking, "You must have been terrified this time, right?"

Seeing that no one was around, Ning Yanshu hugged Tiga tightly and confessed, "Actually, I'm a little scared too."

"But as soon as I think about how my mother is actually more scared than I am, but she still pretends that nothing is wrong and comforts me, I don't feel so scared anymore."

"I want to be as strong and brave as my mother!"

"Xiao Shu is a brave and well-behaved child."

Ning Yanshu closed his eyes, letting Ning Wan stroke the hair on his head.

Although his face was still a little pale, his expression was content, like a puppy whose fur had been stroked.

After a while, Ning Yanshu suddenly straightened up.

He asked, "Mom, do you remember what I told you?"

Ning Wan was stunned for a moment.

Last night's experience was so unforgettable; how could she possibly forget it?

“Mom, Xiaoshu likes Aman,” Ning Yanshu said. “I know that everything you said about Dad before was a lie. At first, Xiaoshu was really sad…”

He likes Ultraman Tiga and believes in light, but that doesn't stop him from understanding one fact.

He didn't actually have a superhero dad.

But Ning Yanshu didn't dare to question her mother, and could only hide under the covers and cry secretly in the middle of the night.

Even when crying, she could only grit her teeth and dare not make a loud noise.

I was afraid of disturbing my mother, afraid of upsetting her...

...

"Later, Aman came, and I felt that he was the father I had always dreamed of."

From the very beginning, Aman rescued him from human traffickers.

As they spent more and more time together, they gradually developed feelings for each other.

“He plays Monopoly with Xiaoshu, takes Xiaoshu to school, and participates in parent-child sports meets with Xiaoshu... This is the kind of dad I want.”

In life, Aman provided Ning Yanshu with companionship for much more than just these things.

But companionship is the most important thing in a child's growth.

“Hero Dad is great too, but that’s too far away. Xiao Shu doesn’t want to wait anymore…” Ning Yanshu looked at Ultraman Tiga in her hand and smiled slightly. “Besides, Mom and Dad haven’t been together for so many years. Even if Dad comes back, Mom won’t be happy… I don’t want Mom to settle for something like this for Xiao Shu’s sake.”

Not all fathers are good fathers.

Some fathers drink alcohol, and some fathers gamble.

Some fathers hit their children, very, very violently.

Ning Yanshu read a great deal of books and watched television.

As for that unfamiliar father he had never met, he dared not gamble on that one in ten million chance.

Aman is very nice, and he likes Aman very much.

So having Aman is enough.

A father isn't something you absolutely need...

...