Chapter 329: Chapter 322: She is a Caregiver
Every day, the phone would ring, and as soon as Tang Zhinian saw his daughter on the call, his face would turn green with rage. Raising a daughter was no fun at all, and the saying about daughters being a “comfort in old age” was nonsense. Rather, they were more like barbs piercing your hearts.
After heading off to college, no more daily phone calls to tell dad how much she missed him. Now that she’s got a boyfriend, all her thoughts were consumed by him.
After hearing Tang Zhinian’s complaints, Ren Li couldn’t help but laugh and cry at the same time. What child isn’t like this? Parents put in endless hard work to raise them, but in the end, they become someone else’s.
Thinking of her own Chengcheng, her heart filled with the same sorrow as Tang Zhinian’s. Her Little Chengcheng, whom she had labored so hard to bring into this world and raise, would eventually grow up to belong to someone else.
What about her, his mother? Will he forget about her? On contemplating this, she felt a strong urge to spank the little rascal. However, each time she looked at her son’s sweet, adorable face, she’d feel as if she were being driven mad by Tang Zhinian.Nôv(el)B\\jnn
She felt it would be best for Tang Yuxin to return to school sooner. That way, Tang Zhinian might be able to return to normal.
Tang Yuxin felt the same, having nothing to do at home, so she went back to school and found herself a part-time job at a small clinic.
She first furnished her small courtyard house with inexpensive furniture. It wasn’t much or fancy, but it was livable. She’d go to work at the clinic every day, earning her living expenses and gaining internship experience.
Upon arriving at the clinic, Tang Yuxin heard a child crying. The clinic was busy with four staff members in total, including her as a nursing assistant.
The child wailed incessantly, causing distress to the parents, while a nurse held the child’s small hand.
Just like her own little fatty. At first, whenever he got sick or had a fever, Ren Li would want to rush him to the hospital immediately. But with time, she learned to calm down and would even feed him sugar water for a light fever. Even though she still worried, she knew a child’s common cold or fever was normal, and constant IV drips weren’t a good solution.
“There, that’s done,” she said, straightening the little girl’s clothes and touching her face gently. “Just sit nicely without moving, and you’ll be fine shortly.”
“Thank you, sister,” the little girl replied politely as the IV drip hung from her hand, delivering the medication drop by drop.
The girl’s mother held her child tightly, feeling upset. She complained to the doctor that the clinic has a competent nurse like Tang Yuxin, yet her daughter had to suffer at the hands of less competent staff.
It was only later that they realized the person they were praising was not a nurse, but Tang Yuxin, a part-time nursing assistant working in the clinic. It was surprising that an assistant could have such excellent skills.
The next day when the little girl returned for treatment, her mother insisted that no one else but Tang Yuxin be allowed to treat her daughter. The other nurses and staff took too many attempts to insert the needle, while Tang Yuxin could do it smoothly in one go.
Tang Yuxin, who was cleaning at the time, was called over by the doctor. The little girl’s mother was extremely polite to her.
“I appreciate your help,” the mother kept saying “I appreciate it.” It’s never easy for a mother. She doesn’t mind being humble to avoid causing her child any discomfort. It’s only normal for mothers to be cautious.
“You’re being too kind,” said Tang Yuxin as she washed her hands and took the little girl’s hand, which was pitifully swollen from the injections.
She then immediately started checking her veins.
Turning to the little girl with a smile, she said, “I’m going to give you a shot now. Can we be brave together?”
“Yes,” replied the little girl earnestly, nodding vigorously, “My little brother doesn’t cry when he gets shots. I’m older than him, so I won’t cry either.”