When they entered the ward, Zhou Qiaohua was half leaning against the head of the bed, looking out the window with a dull expression.
He turned around when he heard Lin Zian's voice.
The smile on the child's face is as sweet as a little flower blooming in spring.
"you……"
Zhou Qiaohua's facial features were slightly affected.
She thought she would never see this grandson again.
Lin Zian then let go of his father's hand and handed over the painting in his hand, "Grandma, this is what I drew in kindergarten. I give it to you. I wish you a speedy recovery."
Zhou Qiaohua lowered her head and looked at the child's painting in front of her, her nose feeling a little sore.
He Yanchen stood at the door and said, "An An said he wanted to give it to you, so I brought him here."
"Um!"
Lin Zian nodded vigorously.
Zhou Qiaohua looked at her grandson in front of her, and saw that his eyes and eyebrows were very similar to those of He Yanchen when he was a child.
But when He Yanchen was this old, his eyes were always full of fear when he looked at her.
Zhou Qiaohua didn't say anything. Lin Zian thought she was feeling unwell and said, "Grandma, Mom is still working, so I want to stay here with you for a while, is that okay?"
Zhou Qiaohua didn't speak for a while.
Given her relationship with He Yanchen, he might not want his son to have too much contact with him.
The wards at Huayi Hospital are not big.
Even a single room can only fit a bed and a few chairs.
He Yanchen stood at the door and said, "I'm going out to make a phone call and will be back soon."
He didn't want to reconcile with Zhou Qiaohua.
I just don't want to disappoint my son.
The nanny beside him brought a chair for Lin Zian.
The child sat on a chair, pointed at the screen with his little hand and said with a smile: "Mom said she would take me to see the pandas later."
Zhou Qiaohua looked at Lin Zian's little face.
When she was younger, she didn't like young children much and had no patience for them.
I’ve been getting older lately and my health has been gradually failing.
When I saw some young children in the hospital or the community, I realized that I no longer remembered what He Yanchen looked like when he was a child.
Until I saw Lin Zian.
She realized that she had not forgotten what He Yanchen looked like as a child.
The Lin Zian in front of him looked almost exactly like He Yanchen when he was a child.
Just when he mentioned "Mom", a happy smile appeared on his face.
"Does mom often take you out to play?"
Zhou Qiaohua asked.
"Um... no." Lin Zian shook his head gently, "Mom is very busy at work."
Zhou Qiaohua watched quietly.
She recalled that she had never worked in the past, and most of her income, apart from some dividends from the family shares, came from He Yanchen's father.
She could be said to have plenty of time, but she still sent He Yanchen to boarding school.
I won't even promise to take him anywhere to play.
It seems like a child born with someone you don't love is a stain on one's life.
About He Yanchen's childhood.
All she remembered were young children standing straight, their hands clasped behind their backs, their eyes looking down at their feet.
Even when he occasionally raised his head, his eyes were filled with horror, panic and fear.
"Mom used to always apologize to me, saying she didn't have time to spend with me. But I know she's just busy with work, not that she doesn't want to be with me." Lin Zian smiled, "I want to grow up quickly, and then I want to take Mom on a trip!"
Zhou Qiaohua looked at the grandson in front of her.
When the child mentioned "Mom", his face was so happy.
"You don't blame your mother?"
Zhou Qiaohua asked softly.
"Why blame Mom?"
Lin Zian tilted his head, his pair of black eyes full of sincerity.
"Because, because mommy wasn't with you..."
When Zhou Qiaohua said this, she was thinking of herself.
Even though she was not nice to He Yanchen, he never seemed to complain about her when he was a child.
Every time she made progress, I would carefully hand her the report card.
Then he lowered his head and stood in front of her.
"Because Mom is busy with work." Lin Zian repeated what he had just said, "Mom is the best mom in the world. She loves me very much, and I love her too."
The child's voice was childish, and every word he said echoed in the small ward.
Even the babysitter beside her sighed.
She followed He Yanchen's arrangements and has been taking care of Zhou Qiaohua for several years.
She knew very well what Zhou Qiaohua's attitude towards He Yanchen was.
Even though He Yanchen ensured her convenience in life and sent bodyguards to patrol regularly, she did not appreciate it at all.
However, she would be very grateful if He Yan just said a word or two of concern.
He Yanchen opened the door and entered at this time.
"dad!"
Lin Zian waved happily at the man.
He Yanchen came over, bent down, held his son in his arms, and asked him: "Mom's work is almost over, let's go pick her up."
The man's eyes were gentle when he spoke to his son, his dark eyes were filled with an obvious smile, and his tone was even gentler.
"good!"
Lin Zian hugged the man's neck and waved at Zhou Qiaohua, "Goodbye, Grandma, we're going to pick up Mom!"
The nanny sent them out.
Zhou Qiaohua lay there motionless, and could vaguely hear the conversation between the father and son.
"What did you talk about with grandma?"
"Talk about Mom!"
The father and son walked to the elevator room.
As the elevator door opened, many doctors in white coats came down.
Zhuang Yecheng is also one of them.
"Mr. He."
Zhuang Yecheng greeted He Yanchen politely.
"Hello, Uncle Zhuang."
Lin Zian also took the initiative to say hello.
Zhuang Yecheng looked at the child's chubby little face and couldn't help but touch his hair, "Oh, little An'an is here too."
"Um!"
Lin Zian nodded seriously.
Zhuang Yecheng smiled and said, "You don't need to go upstairs if you want to see Dr. Lin. She should be coming down soon after the surgery. Come with me to her office."
The three of them walked towards the office together.
Lin Zian didn't understand, so he tilted his head and asked, "Is Uncle Zhuang also having the surgery with Mom?"
"No, Uncle Zhuang learned surgery from your mother." Zhuang Yecheng explained with a smile, "Your mother is very skilled. She can perform surgeries that Uncle can't."
Lin Zian actually didn't understand how difficult the surgery was.
When he heard Zhuang Yecheng say this, he couldn't hide the pride on his face.
Lin Zhixing returned to the office half an hour later.
The father and son were waiting in the office early.
She went to the locker room to change out of her surgical gown and prepared to go home with the father and son.
When I passed by the nurses' station, I happened to see several nurses changing shifts.
One of the nurses saw Lin Zhixing and smiled, "Doctor Lin, you're so lucky. Every day after get off work, your husband and son come to pick you up. We can't even imagine that."
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