After delivering the cotton-padded clothes, Song Zhiyao did not pay special attention to the follow-up. She knew that Luo Meixin would come to the Song family at the slightest sign of trouble, so there was no need to spend much time on this.

Now she is an independent doctor, and she has a large number of patients assigned to her by the hospital every day.

Although busy, it is also fulfilling.

As soon as I arrived at the hospital that day, the nurse Li Yan called me and said, "Doctor Song, you are the only one on duty in the pediatric department today. A difficult patient just came in."

Song Zhiyao looked at Li Yan's slightly furrowed brows and the tone of her voice, and thought that the patient must be in a bad condition.

An emergency is not the time to ask questions. "Nurse Li, take me to see that patient immediately."

Following Li Yan to the ward, as soon as I reached the door, I heard the sound of a child shouting. The sound was heartbreaking. As a doctor, Song Zhiyao remained rational.

What she wanted most now was to know the patient's condition. Song Zhiyao gently pushed open the door. A five-year-old boy was sitting there. His face was red, perhaps because he had been crying for too long. A woman in patched clothes was anxiously coaxing him.

Judging from the woman’s age and anxious state, I knew she was the child’s mother.

Even though she pushed the door very gently, the boy's eyes were filled with fear when he saw someone in a doctor's uniform coming in, and he quickly hid behind his mother. Song Zhiyao also understood that this was the child's natural fear of doctors.

Even though the child was afraid of her, Song Zhiyao understood that she had to communicate with him in order to find out what was going on with him.

Before Song Zhiyao planned to communicate with the child, she asked the child's mother, "Comrade, please tell me about the child's specific situation first, so that I can judge the child's problem."

When the child's mother saw the doctor coming, even though she had some doubts in her heart whether such a young doctor like Song Zhiyao could treat the disease, she thought of her son who had been crying since last night.

Without caring about anything else, he anxiously pulled Song Zhiyao's hand and said, "Doctor, you are finally here. My child has been crying since last night. He didn't say anything when I asked him what happened. I took him to the health center last night.

The doctor at the clinic couldn't find any problem and asked me to bring my child here for a check-up.

Doctor, please check on the child. He didn't eat anything this morning and only sniffed his favorite meat buns."

After listening to the family member's description, Song Zhiyao also frowned.

There is nothing wrong with the child. The doctor at the health center has checked him, but the child keeps crying and refuses to eat. If he feels uncomfortable, he will definitely tell me.

This problem can only be solved by the child. Song Zhiyao walked to the child and asked softly, "Hello, little friend. I am Doctor Song. What is your name?

Don't worry, I won't give you an injection today. You just need to answer my questions carefully."

After Song Zhiyao finished speaking, she kept observing the changes in the child. When she heard that there was no need for an injection, the fear in her eyes was no longer as before. At this time, she took out a piece of candy from her pocket.

"I heard you haven't eaten anything. You must be hungry. Come on, Dr. Song will treat you to some White Rabbit candy. After you finish eating, answer me."

Seeing Song Zhiyao take out a piece of candy, the five-year-old boy glanced at his mother. From his eyes, he really wanted the candy, but he still had to see if his mother agreed.

Seeing this, Song Zhiyao quickly said, "What a sensible child you are. Let your mother remove the candy wrapper for you."

The child's mother didn't want to take the candy at first, but looking at the child's eager eyes and thinking that the child had not eaten candy for a long time, she felt distressed and guilty as a mother.

After hesitating for a while, he picked up the candy in Song Zhiyao's hand, quickly pushed it aside, and stuffed it into the child's mouth.

The child ate the candy very carefully. He held a small piece of White Rabbit milk candy in his mouth for a long time. During this time, Song Zhiyao also asked the child's mother about the child's usual habits.

While chatting, I also learned that the child's mother is a single mother. She is an educated youth who returned to the city. The child's father is also an educated youth. After he was admitted to university, he left Yangcheng and never came back.

They just had a simple wedding ceremony in the countryside and did not get a marriage certificate after returning to the city. The child's father said that he would pick them up after he was settled.

Two years have passed without any news. She now has no stable job and does odd jobs everywhere every day to earn some living expenses for her and her son.

The child is usually taken care of by her mother. Normally, the child is fine and has no bumps or scratches. But after she came back last night, the child has been crying.

No matter how they asked and how they checked, they found no physical problems with the child. When she said this, the woman became even more anxious, fearing that something might happen to the child.

"Doctor, you must take a good look at the child. If there is really any problem, I must cure him even if I have to sell my blood."

After listening to the woman's experience, Song Zhiyao felt full of sympathy. She had observed the child and found that he had no other serious problems. She quickly comforted him, "Comrade, don't worry. Maybe the child doesn't have any problems."

After watching the child finish the candy, Song Zhiyao squatted beside him and listened attentively to what the child had to say.

The nurse and the child's mother nearby thought that Song Zhiyao was observing the child's problem closely.

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[This candy is so delicious. How nice it would be if I could always eat such delicious candy?

But my mother wants to leave me, just like my father did. 】

At this time, the child who had finished eating the candy started crying again. Song Zhiyao knew that he was sad, as he heard from somewhere that his mother was going to leave him.

Seeing her son crying, the mother started to get anxious again, but when she saw Song Zhiyao staring at the child, she didn't go forward.

[My grandmother said that if my mother were to get married, she would have brothers and sisters with other uncles and she would not want them anymore. I was a burden.]

What else did Song Zhiyao not understand after hearing this? The child was not sick at all. It was just because of something his grandmother or someone else at home said that made him emotionally unstable at the moment and extremely afraid that his mother would leave.

The child uses this crying method to attract the mother's attention. Considering what the mother said, the child does not have much sense of security.

"Little boy, you have eaten my candy. Now can you tell me your name?" Song Zhiyao reached out to wipe the child's tears and asked softly.

"Zhang Junhao, this is the name my father gave me!"

Zhang Junhao's words made Song Zhiyao even more certain. She began to check him again and found some bruises on his arms, which had occurred a long time ago.

Song Zhiyao discovered that these were definitely man-made. The child's mother was busy doing odd jobs all day and had no time to care about these things, or she might have noticed them and felt that these bumps and bruises were inevitable.

But Song Zhiyao couldn't think that after hearing Zhang Junhao's words, they were definitely made up by his grandmother or someone else who was taking care of him. They often said some nonsense to the child at home.

Of course, this is someone else's family affair and she can't say it directly, and there is no evidence, so she can only slowly get it out of the child.

(End of this chapter)