Eleanor looked at Christian's confident demeanor and no longer doubted.
Her brother, of course, had to be believed.
Soon, Christian was the first to stop. He looked up at the ward number in front of him-Room 28 in Ward A.
"Elle, this is it," Christian let go of Eleanor's hand and politely knocked on the door.
"Knock, knock!" After two knocks, the door was opened from inside.
It wasn't Gordon or Evelyn who opened the door, but a tidy-looking woman around fifty years old.
"Hello, grandma, I'm here to see Grandma Evelyn," Christian grinned, showing his white teeth, his smile bright and sunny.
"You are... Christian?" The woman looked at Christian hesitantly for a moment before speaking.
Seeing that the woman recognized him, Christian's smile became even brighter, and he nodded eagerly, "Yes, yes, I am Christian. Did Grandma Evelyn tell you about me? How is Grandma Evelyn now?"
"Come in first and we'll talk," the woman's mood was low, and after sighing, she stepped aside to let them in.
Seeing the woman's demeanor, Christian had a bad feeling in his heart, and his smile gradually faded.
He held Eleanor's hand again and walked in.
Inside the ward, Evelyn lay on the bed with an IV drip in her hand, her eyes closed, her face pale, obviously in a very bad condition.
Feeling sad, Christian wrinkled his little nose, let go of Eleanor's hand, and walked quietly to the bedside.
Eleanor followed, her little face also wrinkled.
Even she didn't understand why, but seeing the woman sleeping on the bed, she couldn't help feeling sad.
Christian's soft little hand held Evelyn's bruised hand, as if trying to convey warmth through physical contact.
The woman watching from the side saw Christian's naturally worried expression for Evelyn, and her eyes involuntarily reddened with emotion.
Evelyn was really pitiful. Before she got married, her life was rough. After marriage, she encountered Ava, that crazy woman. She hadn't had a good life for two years, and her daughter was killed as soon as she was born. Since then, she had been trapped inside and couldn't get out.
Now, at such a young age, she had an incurable disease. If she didn't have surgery soon, she would dry up and die. These days, she had been sleeping more and waking up less.
"Grandma, is Grandma Evelyn okay...?" Christian couldn't help but ask.
The woman was silent in her sadness, tears falling unconsciously. When she heard Christian's question, she quickly wiped away her tears and introduced herself.
"You're such a sensible child. No wonder Madam has been thinking about you all the time."
Mrs. Brook smiled, but for some reason, the tears she had just wiped away began to flow again. She hurriedly wiped them away, but this time, instead of wiping them away, she wiped them more and more, making herself feel embarrassed and sad.
After all, pouring out emotions in front of two kindergarten children wasn't something to be happy about.
While she was flustered and her mind was in a mess, Eleanor walked up to her.
"Grandma, here you go!"
Mrs. Brook looked down and saw the little one standing in front of her, her face fair and her eyes looking at her with a clever expression. She raised the tissue in her hand higher, trying to pass it to her.
"My mommy said, when you're sad, don't hold it in. You have to let out your emotions. After crying, we won't be sad anymore, and we'll keep looking forward."
Mrs. Brook looked at Eleanor, who was tilting her head and trying to console herself, feeling as if she had been lightly caressed by a feather.
Her heart softened, and she was embarrassed and sad when she had just felt sorry for herself. Now, she took the tissue from Eleanor's hand and touched her soft hair fondly.
"Thank you, little one. I'm fifty years old, but I'm not as sensible as you are. Your mommy has taught you well."
As soon as the mom-control heard someone praise her mommy, her little tail almost wagged behind her.
Eleanor didn't know what modesty was and nodded confidently.
"Of course, my mommy is the best. Mrs. Brook, I know you're worried about Grandma Evelyn's condition, but it's okay. My mommy is a super awesome doctor. As long as we find my mommy, she'll definitely cure Grandma Evelyn."
"Oh, you're such a cute kid," Mrs. Brook listened to Eleanor praising her mommy with her little mouth chattering away, and didn't feel resentful. She just didn't take her words to heart.
She thought to herself that Gordon's decision not to let Christian visit Evelyn was still inappropriate. With Evelyn's illness, all her wishes should be fulfilled.
These two kids are so adorable. When Evelyn wakes up and sees them, she'll surely be very happy.
As long as Evelyn is happy, she can endure being scolded by Gordon a few times.
Mrs. Brook made up her mind to invite Eleanor and Christian to sit down, and she took out snacks and fruits, then went to wash them.
Christian watched Mrs. Brook bustling around and walking away, feeling gloomy with his little head drooping, "Elle, Mrs. Brook doesn't believe that Mommy is a super awesome doctor."
Eleanor tilted her little head, her childish voice sounded authoritative, "Then, why don't you call Mommy and ask her to come over? Once Mommy comes to treat the illness, there's no need for anyone to believe that Mommy is a doctor. After all, strength can crush everything."
Eleanor stood straight with her small body, her face filled with pride and confidence, as if she was about to write on her face, "My mommy is super awesome."
Christian thought the idea was feasible. He took out the phone he had brought to school today, turned it on, walked out of the ward to a quiet place, and was about to call Alessia, but he saw Gordon striding over from a distance.
Gordon was walking fast, his brows furrowed as if he was pondering something. Christian could clearly tell that Gordon hadn't noticed him.
He was about to decide whether to go up and greet Grandpa Gordon first when he saw a woman following behind him.
"Uncle!" Tiffany, with her injured leg, ran after Gordon.
Gordon finally heard the call behind him, and when he saw that it was Tiffany calling him, his furrowed brows relaxed, and a kind smile appeared on his face.
"Tiffany, you're here. How's it going? Did Dr. Athena have any news?"
Tiffany's heart sank, she pursed her lips, and when she looked up again, she had a pitiful look of admitting her mistake.
She looked hesitant, her eyes flickering, and she spoke apologetically with a teary voice, "Uncle, I'm sorry. I did contact Dr. Athena, but she's just too difficult. She refused to come and see Aunt Evelyn. I let you down."
"She refused? Why? I can give her money, no matter how much, I can give it." Gordon became anxious when he heard this. He had been waiting for Tiffany's news these days, unable to eat or sleep well.
Now, what kind of result was this?
It's not good or bad. Dr. Athena was found, but she refused to help with the surgery.
Tiffany felt annoyed. She didn't know why Athena refused, she hadn't even spoken to Athena directly, but she couldn't tell Gordon the truth.
Wouldn't that prove that she was incompetent?
She said with difficulty, "Uncle, it's not about money. It's just that Dr. Athena recently went through a breakup. She said she's not in the mood. I'm sorry, Uncle, I begged her for a long time, but she just wouldn't agree. Later, even my contact information was blocked by her."
Tiffany became more and more upset as she spoke, tears kept falling, looking guilty and remorseful.
Gordon patted Tiffany's shoulder heavily. His tone was a bit harsh just now, but now he completely treated Tiffany as his own person, comforting her, "It's okay, it's not your fault, it's just my bad luck."
"How can this be blamed on you, Uncle? Clearly, it's Dr. Athena. As a famous doctor, she completely lacks medical ethics. How could she refuse to save a living person just because of her private affairs? If it were me, I would definitely perform the surgery for Aunt Evelyn."
Tiffany pretended to be sincere and indignant as she spoke.
Wasn't her words just a moral kidnapping? Shouldn't a famous doctor have her own space? Should a famous doctor consider the patient's feelings at all times? As a famous doctor, does she even lose her freedom after breaking up?
Christian held his phone and originally wanted to wait for Gordon and Tiffany to finish talking before going up to greet them. Unexpectedly, he heard these words by accident, and his little face puffed up with anger.
This aunty not only slandered his mommy but also spread rumors that his mommy had broken up.
Where did his mommy break up? Mommy and daddy are getting better and better. They will soon reconcile.
Hmph.
Christian snorted coldly in his heart, then took small steps and came to Tiffany's front, reaching out to push her heavily.
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