Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
This was madness!
The nurse quickly pressed the bell, and a few doctors came over to hold Lu Jinchen down and drag him back.
Mu Yao had no idea what was happening behind her. She left the hospital, took a taxi, and went straight to the airport.
Fortunately, she had kept all her important things close to her when she went out yesterday. Otherwise, she wouldnât even be able to take the plane today.
On the way, she called Song Yufei and asked for a weekâs leave.
Song Yufei was very surprised.
âWhat happened?â The Yuan Expo project was calling for bids tomorrow.
âSomething happened at home. I have to go back to France.â Mu Yao didnât want to say more.
âAlright, be careful.â Song Yufei didnât ask much.
On the plane, Mu Yaoâs heart was a mess. Little Mangoâs little face kept appearing in her mind.
After her divorce, she had been dejected for a long time.
That was until Little Mango was born.
In fact, she was pregnant with twins.
However, due to the stress during the pregnancy, she did not take good care of the babies. She lost one of her babies and only gave born to Little Mango.
Little Mango had a delicate constitution since she was young.
Mu Yao always regretted it. Hence, she was even more careful and protective of Little Mango.
Fortunately, Little Mango had always been strong and had never fallen seriously ill. This time, her sudden high fever caught Mu Yao off guard. Mu Yao couldnât help but let her thoughts run wild.
After she got off the plane, she changed to a domestic flight.
Another twenty hours had passed by the time they arrived at the hospital.
Little Mangoâs tiny body was lying on the hospital bed. Her entire body was burning hot, but her little mouth kept calling out for mommy.
âMango, Little Mango.â Mu Yao knelt at the corner of the bed, tears falling uncontrollably.
Mu Yao was in a sorry state.
One side of her face was swollen. Her head was still wrapped in gauze, and she was still wearing Lu Jinchenâs coat.
Aunty couldnât help but tear up when she saw Mu Yao reunited with Little Mango.
âIâm sorry, Little Mango. Itâs all my fault. Mommy shouldnât have left you behind and returned to China. Iâm sorry, Little Mango. Mommy didnât take good care of you. Iâm sorry.â
Mu Yao held onto Little Mangoâs little hand and sobbed.
âYaoyao, wipe your tears.â Aunty handed him a piece of tissue.
âAunty, did the doctor say what happened? What illness does Little Mango have? Itâs been so many days. Why is her body still so hot?â
Aunty shook her head.
âLittle Mangoâs appetite hasnât been good recently, and she doesnât like to eat much. She suddenly had a high fever the night before yesterday. The fever medicine did not help her. After we sent her to the hospital, the doctor has been doing tests and hasnât come to a conclusion yet.â
How did this happen?
Her Little Mango was only three years old.
Mu Yao caressed Little Mangoâs sleeping face, tears still rolling down his cheeks.
She lowered her head and planted a gentle kiss on Little Mangoâs burning forehead.
Little Mango felt the warm kiss and suddenly opened her eyes.
Little Mangoâs eyes widened in shock when she saw her mommyâs face.
âMommy, is it really you? Iâm not dreaming, right?â
Hearing Little Mangoâs words, Mu Yaoâs tears that had just stopped fell again.
âLittle Mango, Iâm sorry, Mommy is back.â
Hearing her mommyâs words, Little Mango finally believed her. She suddenly hugged Mu Yao and burst into tears.
She cried and shouted, âMommy, Mommy, I miss you so much. I miss Mommy so much.â
âIâm sorry, itâs all my fault.â Mu Yao was also crying.
The two of them were crying in the ward.
Aunty also teared up and patted Little Mango on the back.
âAlright, Mango. Mommy has been on the plane for the whole day. Let Mommy rest.â
Little Mango let go of Mu Yao. Then, she noticed the gauze on Mu Yaoâs forehead and the injuries on her face.
âMommy, what happened? Who did this? Mommy, who bullied you?â