There was a row of green plants by the wall, and it seed like there were two people under the big tree closest to the flower bed.
Watching closely for a while, Kenny thought about it and walked over.
"Clentine, the teacher has so tasty candy for you. Do you want so?" The tall male teacher squatted down to the girl counting ants, extending a lollipop.
"Mom said not to take things from strangers." Clentine looked at the candy longingly, speaking softly.
"But the teacher isn’t a stranger. The teacher finds Clentine cute and wants to give her sothing to eat." The male teacher smiled oddly, "Do you want to play gas? The teacher can take you to play gas, okay?"
Clentine was just about to nod when a slightly cold but young voice was heard, "Student Olivia, it’s almost ti for school to end. If your mom cos and can’t find you, she’ll worry."
"Student Vaughn, did you co specifically to find ?" Clentine’s eyes lit up imdiately, hurriedly letting go of the male teacher’s hand and running towards Kenny.
The male teacher’s expression changed slightly, quickly replaced by a gentle smile.
"Since it’s almost ti, you two should go gather quickly. See you tomorrow."
"Mm! Goodbye, teacher!"
Kenny pursed his lips silently, only giving the male teacher a deep look before turning and leaving.
Clentine quickly followed, "Student Vaughn, wait for ."
"Student Olivia," Kenny stopped, his large gem-like eyes carrying a slight suspicion, "You should always have so wariness, no matter who it is, understand?"
"Why?" Clentine asked naively, "What is wariness? Can you eat it?"
"...If you don’t understand, go ho and ask your mom." Troubleso little kid.
Having said this, Kenny saw the familiar figure at the kindergarten gate and quickly walked over, ignoring the bewildered little girl behind.
"Sherry!"
"Little J.B., I’ll take you ho first. Your mommy encountered so trouble and couldn’t co to pick you up."
Sherry said anxiously, quickly scooping up Kenny and hurrying off with him.
Originally, Ann Vaughn was supposed to pick up Kenny today, and she was about to close up and leave.
Unexpectedly, a man rushed into the studio with a pregnant woman covered in blood, begging Ann Vaughn to save his wife.
As a matter of life and death, Ann Vaughn couldn’t just stand by and watch, so she had Sherry co pick up the little one.
Kenny obediently let Sherry carry him into the car and sit him down, and then his eyes suddenly turned, "Sherry, let’s go to the studio first. Mommy’s business is more important."
"But..." Sherry hesitated, "Your mommy said..."
"It’s okay, Kenny’s bottom is tough, not afraid of mommy spanking!"
"Pfft, alright then!"
anwhile.
In the studio.
The woman was covered in blood, lying on the resting bed in the studio, gasping for breath, finding it difficult to breathe at any mont.
Ann Vaughn cautiously removed the Golden Needles and gave her a dose of dicine. Once her condition stabilized, she drew the screen to cover her.
As she walked out, wiping her hands, Jude Lynch rushed over, "Dr. Vaughn, how is my wife? Is she alright?"
He originally wanted to send his wife to the hospital, but she insisted, clutching his clothes, that he bring her to this studio, otherwise, she might not survive.
Not daring to delay, Jude Lynch had no choice but to do as she said and brought her here.
Initially, he didn’t trust this studio, having only heard of doctors running clinics and pharmacies, never a studio.
But once he had soone investigate the background and origins of this studio, he no longer dared to hold any contempt.
"The mother was saved, but the child is gone." Ann Vaughn shook her head gravely, her brows tightly furrowed, "Did you give the pregnant woman so strange dicine?"
As she spoke, her eyes turned cold, "For example, dication said to change the child’s gender."
Jude Lynch’s expression changed, the pain in his eyes was mixed with so anger: "My mom sohow heard about dicine that can change the fetus’s gender, despite my opposition, she forced my wife to take it twice..."
It was indeed true.
"I warned them early on that such dicine cannot change the fetus’s gender, it can only cause harm." Ann Vaughn took a deep breath, her usually gentle voice now stern, "Even if it were effective, your wife was carrying a boy, what was there to change?"
"My wife was carrying a girl, according to the hospital evaluation." Initially, Jude Lynch had no doubts about this, but seeing Ann Vaughn’s confident attitude made him uncertain.
"The features of a pregnant woman carrying a girl are different. Judging by your wife’s features during pregnancy, it was indeed a boy. If you don’t believe , you can check again at the hospital. If I’m not mistaken, the hospital must have made an error."
If it was indeed as Ann Vaughn said, then wouldn’t his mother...
Jude Lynch felt bewildered and pained, secretly hoping Ann Vaughn was mistaken.
After saying this, Ann Vaughn no longer wished to say anything more. The deed was done, nothing could bring back the innocent little life.
Traditional Chinese dicine has developed to its current state, and it’s already not easy to achieve this level of progress. Ann Vaughn didn’t want it to be burdened by these crooked paths.
But those eager to pay a stupidity tax erge in an endless stream each year, making it impossible to prevent.
After prescribing the dicine, Ann Vaughn said to Jude Lynch, "Your wife needs proper recuperation, but taking that dicine twice thinned her uterine walls, making it difficult for her to conceive again."
"Dr. Vaughn, thank you, regardless of everything." Jude Lynch bowed solemnly to Ann Vaughn, "Once my wife’s health improves, we’ll co to express our gratitude."
As for the child, perhaps it just wasn’t ant to be in this life.
After getting into the car shortly after leaving the comrcial building, Jude Lynch received a call from his secretary, "President Lynch, the hospital called to apologize; there was an error in the results from the exam your wife took at the hospital last ti."
"The result is that it’s a boy, not a girl?" Jude Lynch asked, fatigued, covering his eyes with a sigh.
"How did you know?"
It really was exactly what Dr. Vaughn had guessed.
Jude Lynch was at a loss for words and closed his eyes tightly.
After Jude Lynch left, the Langdon Family imdiately showed up, and their intentions were clear.
Ann Vaughn had a poor impression of the Langdon Family, having raised such an arrogant and privileged brat of a child, it was unlikely they were upright.
"You must be Doctor Aquarelle, right? Please co with us to the Langdon Family, to treat the old master. If you succeed, we promise the Langdon Family can offer you unimaginable wealth and honor."
Deputy Mayor Langdon’s secretary smiled professionally, their hints were understood by those who were astute.
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