C21 An Unprecedented Tolerance!

Fu Jingchuan gazed at his son with a detached expression. The little boy's eyes brimmed with hope, his lips quivered, yet he couldn't find the words to speak.

Reflecting on the moment he entered the room and saw his son standing still by the sickbed, Fu Jingchuan finally relented, "Your doctor, it's your choice."

Fu Sui's eyes sparkled, responding quicker than ever before.

"Don't change."

Lo Qing was taken aback. Fu Jingchuan had never shown such leniency towards someone as unfamiliar as Soong Ling!

A sense of urgency surged within her, and she quickly voiced her concern, "Jingchuan, Sui is just a child; he can't discern right from wrong. We, as his parents, should be guiding him properly."

Soong Ruanruan didn't hesitate to interject, "Dear Sui may be a child, but he has his own thoughts and the right to choose. Moreover, Mr. Fu has given his consent, so there's no need for Miss Lo to be overly concerned."

She enunciated the final words slowly, her gaze meaningfully sweeping across the other woman's face.

Lo Qing's complexion turned rigid.

That infuriating stare had unnerved her once again. He was just a psychologist paid to do a job; what right did he have to look at her that way?

Just then, a gentle knock sounded at the door of the ward. Zhou Chi, impeccably dressed, stood outside and reminded, "President, the meeting starts in twenty minutes."

Soong Ruanruan breathed a sigh of relief.

Indeed, Fu Jingchuan was a very busy man. She shouldn't have to worry about running into him daily during the child's treatment.

"Sui, let's go," Lo Qing urged, eager to leave the place as quickly as possible. Every additional minute here was unbearable for her.

Fu Sui seemed not to hear her, glancing at the little girl on the sickbed before turning to Soong Ruanruan. After a moment's hesitation, he uttered three words: "Wake up."

Soong Ruanruan immediately grasped the boy's intent and nodded in agreement, "Okay, as soon as your sister wakes up, I'll let you know. So, Dear Sui, make sure you eat well when you get back. We'll have plenty of time to see each other later. Don't worry."

Fu Sui retracted his gaze and followed his father out of the hospital ward.

Upon reaching the parking lot, Lo Qing couldn't contain her frustration and brought it up again.

"Jingchuan, even if Soong Ling didn't manipulate the situation, now that she's benefited from it, who's to say she won't have ulterior motives in the future? Are you really comfortable leaving Sui in her care?"

Fu Jingchuan glanced down at his son and noticed a rare sign of impatience on the little guy's face, indicating that the child was quite upset.

He looked up, his expression indifferent, "I have it under control."

"But Soong Ling has only just returned from abroad, and she's hardly handled any treatment cases. What if it's all just hype and her medical skills are subpar? Sui could end up suffering under her care, or worse..."

His voice trailed off abruptly.

Lo Qing sensed the pressing look in the man's eyes and quickly shifted the conversation.

"... As long as Sui is happy, I suppose it's not out of the question."

Fu Jingchuan brushed past her, leading the child straight to the car.

The assistant opened the door of another vehicle for her, "Miss Lo, the CEO has instructed me to take you home."

Lo Qing clenched her teeth in silent frustration.

It was always like this, every single time!

To outsiders, they seemed like the perfect couple, but only she knew how rarely this man actually took the time to drive her home himself.

Whenever he had a spare moment, he'd spend it with that child!

Her parents' critical words echoed in her ears. Lo Qing took several deep breaths to steady her emotions.

No, she couldn't afford to be as impulsive as she had been today.

She had to keep her composure, especially when dealing with a seemingly insipid woman like Soong Ling.

...

The following day, Soong Ruanruan was ready with her plan early in the morning, in line with the revised treatment schedule.

"Dr. Soong, Young Master Fu has arrived," the nurse informed her.

Soong Ruanruan opened the door to the psychological therapy room and paused in surprise.

It wasn't just her son who had come; Fu Jingchuan was there too.

She frowned, not quite approving, and wanted to ask him to leave, but seeing him sitting there so composed, and remembering his words about being ready to intervene at any moment, she realized she wouldn't be able to convince him to go.

"Mr. Fu, please remain silent while I speak with Dear Sui," Soong Ruanruan instructed before turning her attention to the young boy. "Dear Sui, Auntie is going to ask you a few questions. If you don't want to answer, that's okay. You don't have to force yourself, alright?"

Fu Sui nodded in understanding.

"Do you remember the last time your dad took you out to play?"

Fu Sui paused, then quietly shook his head, leaving it unclear whether he didn't want to answer or simply couldn't remember.

Soong Ruanruan seemed unfazed by his response and continued, "Dear Sui, do you ever have trouble sleeping at night? If you can't sleep, what do you do when you get up?"

Fu Sui nodded, then shook his head.

A twinge of sadness touched Soong Ruanruan's expression. As a psychiatrist, she understood that the child was experiencing insomnia.

Fu Jingchuan remained silent throughout the session. As the questions delved deeper, he watched his son with a growing sense of uncertainty.

He had thought he spent enough time with his son, but today he realized how little he truly knew about him.

Where had he gone wrong?

Stepping out of the therapy room, Soong Ruanruan couldn't suppress her frustration, casting a somewhat unfriendly glance at Fu Jingchuan.

"Mr. Fu, could we have a word in private, please?"

Before she could continue, a soft, childlike voice called out, "Little brother!"

There was An An, clad in a thin hospital gown, being wheeled back to her room on a gurney.

She had just completed her tests, her small face ghostly pale, yet her eyes lit up brightly upon seeing Fu Sui, and she waved cheerfully at them.

Soong Ruanruan then realized that crossing paths near the examination room was not unexpected.

She was about to suggest that Fu Jingchuan leave first, but Fu Sui unexpectedly spoke up, "I want to see my sister."

With that, he headed straight for Soong Le'ann.

Fu Jingchuan's gaze rested on the little girl for a brief moment before he moved on, his face devoid of emotion.

Soong Ruanruan watched in astonishment.

Was he indicating that they should all go back to the ward together?

Sure enough, her hunch was correct. Fu Jingchuan had indeed followed the child into the hospital room.

Soong Ruanruan realized it was too late to ask him to leave. After all, Dear Sui was there, and as the child's father, his presence was justified.

"Dr. Soong, could you press this for me?" The nurse efficiently hung the IV bag and went about her work.

"An An, be a good girl. We'll be done with the needle soon. Mommy will blow on it to make it better," Soong Ruanruan said softly, soothing her child while her heart twisted in pain.

Hearing her mother's soothing voice, the little girl's furrowed brow eased slightly. "Mommy, it doesn't hurt..."

Her daughter's brave reply tore at Soong Ruanruan's heart.

"Blow, blow, it's not going to hurt," she reassured in a childish tone, wishing she could take her daughter's place and endure the pain herself.

The room fell into a hush, with only the subtle sounds of the nurse's deft movements.

After what seemed like an eternity, the nurse finally left, and Soong Ruanruan exhaled quietly, pushing back the tears welling up in her eyes.

"Look, these are teddy bear cookies. Mommy tried a new flavor today, An An, you're going to love them."

An An excitedly took the box and, remembering something, turned to Fu Sui. "Little brother, let's eat them together!"

A glint appeared in Fu Sui's eyes.

Thinking he was hesitant, An An cheerfully promoted, "Mommy's cookies are so yummy!"

Then, her gaze landed on Fu Jingchuan's face, and she exclaimed as if discovering a new world, "Mommy, there's a really handsome uncle here!"

"…" Soong Ruanruan acknowledged that when it came to recognizing good looks, humans of all ages, including the little ones, were all the same.