The daughter ran away, and so did the mother.
The problem was, both of them seemed mentally a bit abnormal.
Du Heng and the resident doctor exchanged glances, their eyes full of disbelief.
"Director, this..." The resident doctor was stunned, unsure what to ask.
Du Heng pursed his lips and quickly chased out of the consultation room. However, all he saw were the people in line whispering; the mother and daughter had vanished completely.
What on earth is going on? Du Heng thought. I didn't want to say it in front of the Child, but they insisted. Now there's a problem, isn't there?
Although he wasn't responsible for this, Du Heng still felt uneasy. But when he recalled the mother's parenting style—especially her incessant, relentless criticism—he felt immense pressure, almost suffocating, not just for the Child but even for himself as an outsider.
