"Mommy, I want to go see the doctor," Chenchen said.
Shen Qingqing froze, wondering if she had misheard. She cautiously asked, "Are you really willing to go to the hospital now?"
"Yes." Chenchen nodded very seriously.
Shen Qingqing crouched down and said solemnly, "Going to the hospital means seeing a doctor. The doctor might give you medicine or need to give you a shot. Are you sure you want to go?"
"I really want to go." Faced with Shen Qingqing's repeated questions, Chenchen patiently replied, "Mommy, I know you've always been worried. This time, I'll definitely listen to you."
"If you change your mind at the hospital, tell Mommy. Don't run off by yourself again."
"Okay, okay."
Shen Qingqing ruffled his hair, her heart filled with joy.
She knew that meeting Zhao Yixin would yield results.
She decided to take the child to change clothes. While waiting for the child to come out, Fu Jingshu received a phone call, and Shen Qingqing waited nearby.
When he returned, his expression was normal.
However, Shen Qingqing immediately noticed something amiss. "Is there something at the company that requires your attention?"
Fu Jingshu paused, his gaze landing on her. "How did you know?"
"Because I understand you."
Shen Qingqing was in a good mood, and her smile was particularly bright.
Fu Jingshu's heart softened. "I've already handed over the company matters to Lin Mo."
He didn't need to go back himself.
"But if he could handle it himself, he wouldn't have called you."
Fu Jingshu paused for a moment, then said coldly, "If he doesn't have that capability, I'll fire him tomorrow."
Shen Qingqing's lips twitched. "You're being too cold and heartless. He's been working for you for so many years. Even if he hasn't achieved much, he's put in the effort."
Fu Jingshu raised an eyebrow slightly. "His annual bonus is millions."
Shen Qingqing's lips parted slightly.
He was paying him quite a lot, but wasn't that implying that with a multi-million dollar bonus, he was expected to perform accordingly?
She stepped forward, reaching out to adjust Fu Jingshu's tie. "Even though his salary is high, he's still not the CEO. Calling you means he can't handle this matter himself."
Ke Lin was like this; he would never bother her if he could handle something himself.
Fu Jingshu held her hand. "I want to accompany you to the hospital."
"After what happened last time, do you still believe I can take care of the child?" Shen Qingqing suddenly asked.
Fu Jingshu answered without hesitation, "Of course. I've never doubted it."
Shen Qingqing beamed a bright smile. "Then you can rest assured and leave this to me. You go to the company and handle your business."
With that statement, Fu Jingshu found it difficult to object.
Otherwise, wouldn't that mean he didn't trust Shen Qingqing?
He couldn't say that.
"Then call me immediately if anything happens. My phone won't be on silent," Fu Jingshu instructed, still worried.
Shen Qingqing nodded. "Okay, you go and focus on your work. I'll tell you immediately if there are any developments here. After all, Chenchen is your son too."
Fu Jingshu cupped the back of her head and placed a kiss on her cherry-red lips.
"I'll come back as soon as possible."
"Mhm."
After Fu Jingshu left, Shen Qingqing took Chenchen to the hospital. She didn't keep a close eye on him because he had run off last time, primarily to avoid putting too much pressure on the child.
Chenchen's behavior this time was excellent. He was cooperative throughout the entire process and answered the doctor's questions obediently in the consultation room.
The doctor was very surprised.
The doctor then said to Shen Qingqing, "The child's condition looks very good now. How did you manage it?"
Shen Qingqing thought of Zhao Yixin. "The credit isn't all mine. I took the child to see a young man who had been ill for many years but was naturally optimistic and very accepting of death. Perhaps his state of mind influenced Chenchen."
"That's very possible," the doctor said. "It seems you've found a way to treat the child's condition. Mental health issues are simple in concept but difficult to manage."
"Medication doesn't help much. Instead, this kind of emotional support and catharsis is very important. Continue to bring him for follow-up appointments every half month, and come immediately if his condition worsens."
"No need for medication?" Shen Qingqing asked.
"The child's current situation looks good. It's best not to prescribe medication," the doctor said sincerely. "If he can recover without medication, that would be the best outcome."
"Alright."
Shen Qingqing also hoped the child wouldn't need to take medicine. Although these medications were not harmful to the body, taking medicine would give him a sense of being ill.
It was best to avoid it if possible.
Before they left, the doctor added, "By the way, help the child develop some hobbies. Engaging in such activities can distract him and greatly aid in his psychological recovery."
"I understand. Thank you, Doctor."
On the way back, Shen Qingqing drove while Chenchen sat in the passenger seat.
Shen Qingqing observed him from the corner of her eye. "Chenchen, is there anything you want to do?"
Chenchen thought seriously for a moment. "Mommy, I want to enroll in drawing classes."
He had always liked it, but he usually learned on his own at home.
"A painting class?"
"Yes." Chenchen nodded.
As they approached a red light, Shen Qingqing stopped the car and looked at Chenchen, a smile appearing on her face. "Do you really want to go to a painting class?"
She paused and added a few more words.
"There will be many people in the painting class, and even if you don't like making friends, you can't ignore them, especially since you'll be learning together every day. If your relationships aren't good, it might be easy to get bullied..."
She worried endlessly about Chenchen, unable to rest easy.
"Mommy, don't worry, I can handle it," Chenchen said earnestly.
Since the child had said that, even if Shen Qingqing had a thousand or ten thousand reservations, she could only swallow them. "If you want to go, you can. I'll arrange it for you tomorrow. But we need to agree on one thing: if you encounter any problems after starting classes, you must tell Mommy immediately!"
Chenchen nodded obediently.
Seeing him like this, Shen Qingqing couldn't be happier. She ruffled his hair. "I hope you'll always grow up safe and happy, and always be joyful."
Chenchen narrowed his eyes slightly, his gaze filled with happiness. "Mommy, you'll always be with me, right?"
"Of course."
Shen Qingqing felt a pang of guilt.
She had told a small lie.
She couldn't stay with her child forever; at least, given her lifespan, she would die before him. However, she couldn't bear to say that now.
Chenchen's eyes glistened with happiness.
Shen Qingqing kept her word and quickly found a painting class through a friend. This class was excellent, not to mention the quality of the instructors; all the students came from wealthy families.