Yun Ya whispered, "I’m sorry."
"Speak louder, I couldn’t hear you clearly."
"I’m sorry," Yun Ya shouted.
Doctor Hua finally felt satisfied, "A good child knows to correct their mistakes."
He stroked his beard after speaking: "So, did you have a fight with your boyfriend?"
"No." Yun Ya answered quickly.
"Hard to believe, you youngsters are always overreacting, you’ll wear yourselves out one day." He finished talking and continued to work on his dicine.
The more Yun Ya thought about it, the angrier she got. He left without any warning, how could he just leave like that, what was that all about?
Yun Ya thought of Mingyue, then Yan Song; were they in cahoots with each other?
Suddenly, a little hand reached out, handing her a tissue; in her sight, was San Qi’s innocent and cheerful face. In his world, it seed there was never any darkness, his smile was always so pure and bright.
Seeing San Qi made Yun Ya think of Miaomiao. She smiled and accepted the tissue: "Thank you, San Qi."
San Qi chuckled innocently.
"Uncle, was San Qi unable to speak since birth?" She noticed that the child could understand people talking but wouldn’t speak, so it probably wasn’t congenital but caused later.
Doctor Hua answered without turning around: "No, the kid damaged his throat from a high fever."
Yun Ya pinched his chin, "Open your mouth and let sister take a look."
San Qi obediently opened his mouth, Yun Ya looked at his vocal cords in the sunlight, "Try to use your chest to make sounds now."
San Qi didn’t understand, Yun Ya patted his chest, "Here, use force here, push upwards, yes, like that..."
Yun Ya let go, "Luckily, the vocal cords aren’t completely destroyed, there’s a chance for recovery. Let take this kid, I’ll bring back a talkative San Qi."
Doctor Hua snorted coldly, "Are you mocking for not being as skilled in dicine as you?"
"I wouldn’t dare, you’re my uncle, compared to you I’m just a small fry."
"Stop flattering, if this kid could be cured I would have done it long ago, but sotis being a mute might be better, let’s leave it at that."
Yun Ya furrowed her brows, glancing at San Qi’s bewildered expression: "He’s just a child, uncle, doing this could ruin him."
"What, you think his life will be different if he’s not mute?"
"Of course..."
Yun Ya suddenly thought of sothing, looked at him incredulously: "Uncle, you..."
"That’s right, I’m deliberately not treating him. Ask the child if he wants to speak."
Yun Ya turned her head to look at San Qi, squatted down to et his eyes, and gently said, "If sister can heal your throat, would you like to co with ?"
His condition was much milder compared to Miaomiao’s. Over the years, she had dedicated herself to researching for the hearing impaired, curing San Qi wouldn’t be too difficult for Yun Ya, and this child reminded her so much of Miaomiao when she was little, she instinctively wanted to take care of him more.
San Qi furrowed his small brows, as if he were trying to understand Yun Ya’s words, then gently shook his head.
Not willing.
This child actually didn’t want to?
"San Qi, listen to , sister will definitely cure your throat. Then you’ll be able to speak like other kids, are you really not willing?" Yun Ya gently persuaded.
This ti, San Qi shook his head without hesitation, then broke free from Yun Ya’s hand and ran off quickly.
Watching San Qi’s small figure swiftly disappear, Yun Ya expressed confusion: "Why?"
Does the child not understand her words?
"To put it simply, this is a ntal issue, do you know why the child doesn’t want to?" Doctor Hua unexpectedly spoke up.
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