"Brother Ming, you really had a fourth child? I thought you were joking before," Shen Chi said with a look of surprise, then laughed, "You’ve always been talking about wanting a daughter, now congratulations on finally getting your wish."
Unexpectedly, Luo Ming did not show any joy upon hearing his words; instead, he looked deeply troubled.
Even Wen Shuzhen, who was always smiling, sighed.
Before Shen Chi could ask, the nanny brought the child over.
Lin Xiaoguai sized up the child in Wen Shuzhen’s arms, probably eight or nine months old, very cute with white delicate skin, blinking her big round eyes, quietly and not making a fuss.
She didn’t seem to have any problems.
"What’s the little niece’s na?" Lin Xiaoguai asked.
"Luo Jiatong, her nickna is Tongtong," Wen Shuzhen said lovingly, stroking her daughter’s small face.
Shen Chi frowned and turned to Luo Ming, "What’s with this look of yours?"
"Chi, you don’t know," Luo Ming said with a bitter smile, "Tongtong is not a normal child."
Lin Xiaoguai’s heart skipped a beat upon hearing this; could this lovely child be suffering from so congenital serious illness?
But she didn’t look like it.
"What do you an?" Shen Chi’s frown deepened.
"Shuzhen had a difficult labor, and unfortunately, the hospital’s gynecology departnt only had two interns. When Tongtong couldn’t be delivered and needed a Cesarean section, the two interns didn’t dare to operate. They frantically called back a doctor capable of performing the surgery. Although mother and daughter were safe in the end, the child had been in the womb too long, suffered so brain hypoxia, and her intelligence was congenitally affected," Luo Ming took a deep breath and continued, "We didn’t notice at first, but later it was Tongtong’s aunt who said she was too quiet. After taking her to the hospital for a check-up, we found out. The doctor said she could be treated, but he also made it clear that he couldn’t guarantee the effectiveness of the treatnt."
"I’ve dealt with the doctors who caused Tongtong to be like this, but what should we do for our Tongtong?"
Luo Ming, a grown man, couldn’t help but have red-rimd eyes as he said, "Her mom and I are both getting on in years, her three brothers, even if they can take care of her, can they do it for a lifeti? It might sound bad, but right now my sons are fine, but once they get married, who knows if they’ll still have their sister in their hearts and minds?"
Upon hearing this, both Luo Jiahe and Luo Jiamin furrowed their brows and showed anger, while the Luo family’s second son, because he was not present, had avoided such a scene at school.
"Dad, Jiaxing, Jiamin, and I will take care of our sister in the future," Luo Jiahe said earnestly, "If it cos to it, I’ll support her even if she doesn’t marry. If she has no children, I’ll adopt one of my sons to her, so she has soone to care for her in her old age."
"What are you talking about? How can your sister, a girl, not marry? You, as her brother, are too cruel," Luo Ming said angrily.
Luo Jiamin rolled his eyes at this, Dad, can you be any more unreasonable? Weren’t you just saying yesterday that you’re worried about your sister getting married?
Lin Xiaoguai listened and felt a pang of empathy; the child’s situation was similar yet different from her own. She too was a late-born daughter but at least had a healthy body. However, Tongtong had sothing better than herself—wealth in the Luo family, and her three brothers were not the sa as Lin Xiaoguai’s four feeble ones.
"Okay, stop your wailing; who says our Tongtong will always be like this? Didn’t you hear what the doctor said? There’s still hope for her to get better. You can’t always think the worst," Wen Shuzhen interjected disapprovingly as the atmosphere suddenly fell.
Although she was also worried about her daughter’s future, she was not as anxious as her husband. She had faith that her three sons would not ignore their sister.
At worst, they, as the parents, could leave their daughter more money and find her a simple and honest son-in-law, ensuring her a worry-free life for most of her years.
"I rember that this condition is indeed treatable," Lin Xiaoguai chid in.
Tongtong’s situation was different from that of Hu Fangfang’s son. It’s known that the brains of children under three years old are still rapidly developing, and they tend to respond better to treatnt. In her past life, she had heard of similar cases where children’s IQs returned to normal levels after treatnt.
Of course, this "normal" level would definitely be at the lower end among typical individuals.
"Really?" Luo Ming looked over excitedly when he heard this.
He knew that this sister-in-law of his had opened so gift shop that also sold various dicines with remarkable effects. It was said that everything in the gift shop was made by the owner personally, and the outside world generally believed that Lin Xiaoguai held top-level expertise in several fields, including art and dicine.
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