Dr. Jiang's Daily Adversities

Panda Novel

Jiang Tingxu carried the little boy up and went downstairs. He had his hands around his mother's neck, and despite his tears, was secretly smiling like a cat.

"Young Madam, Little Master, what are you...?"

The butler rushed over after being prompted by the servant. He was surprised to see the young madam holding the little master in one hand and a suitcase in the other, apparently ready to head out.

The little guy in his arms was very obedient and did not say a single word.

"I'll send Ningning to class and to the old mansion later this afternoon."

Uncle Mu frowned and could only nod in agreement.

"Does Young Madam need me to arrange a car?"

Jiang Tingxu shook her head.

"That won't be necessary."

Now that she could finally get along with her son, she certainly did not intend to involve any outsiders.

Mother and son left the villa, and Uncle Mu looked at their rear figures for a long time. Then, he sighed a couple of times.

"Sigh..."

The servant was very curious:

"Uncle Mu, is Young Madam…?"

Uncle Mu's face suddenly turned solemn.

"The homeowner's affairs aren't something that servants like us are supposed to talk about. Just do your job well. Everything else is none of our concern!"

"Yes."

...

On the road to the villa area.

"Ningning, can you walk by yourself? Mom can't hold you anymore."

As a child who was going on four years old, he stood at nearly a meter tall and weighed more than 30 kilograms. Jiang Tingxu had to drag the suitcase with one hand too, and her entire arm was already sore.

Although the little guy looked very reluctant, he saw fatigue and sweat on Jiang Tingxu's forehead. "Okay, I'll walk by myself. You didn't eat any meat, didn't you? Why else would you be so thin? Ningning is full of meat."

Jiang Tingxu tapped her finger on her son's forehead.

"I don't have fat in my body, and the food in our hospital is good. You should worry about yourself."

"Humph!"

The little guy snorted coldly.

"I don't make anyone else worried. But you and Dad make everyone worried!"

'Mm, that was Grandpa's exact words.'

Her son's censuring made her cough uncomfortably before she continued.

"Sure, sure, sure. We've made you feel troubled because we haven't been sensible. Thank you Ningning!"

The little guy's face blushed after being thanked all of a sudden.

"Ah, it's nothing. You and Mo Boyuan just happen to be my mom and dad."

'Oh dear, he's acting like a mature adult!'

There was a slim chance that one would encounter a taxi in Violet Imperial Hill. After all, it was unlikely for people who lived there to not own a car.

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However, there was a bus stop at another two intersections.

Both mother and son walked for nearly 30 minutes before finally reaching the bus stop.

"Tired?"

"Mm."

His forehead was covered with sweat and the T-shirt on his body was almost drenched.

Jiang Tingxu was a little worried that the child would catch a cold like that, so she flattened the suitcase and opened it.

Then she found one of her own T-shirts.

"Take off your shirt."

The little guy put his hands around his chest all of a sudden.

"No!" His little face was firmly opposed to the suggestion.

"Hurry up, you'll catch a cold if you don't take it off. You don't want to take medicine and injections, do you?"

That seemed to strike the point home with him.

The little guy hesitated a little and his expression seemed quite conflicted.

He finally chose between the undressing or taking medicine and injections.

"You can't peek, Jiang Tingxu!"

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Jiang Tingxu nearly bit her own tongue when she heard that.

'Who wants to peek at you?

'Also, why am I not allowed to look at you when I gave birth to you?'

The little guy undressed by himself and felt anxious in his heart. The more anxious he was, the more mistakes he made, and the shirt collar ended up being stuck on his head.

Jiang Tingxu was amused by his antics and had to control herself before finally holding back his son's little head to rescue his son's head from the predicament. Not long later, she put her T-shirt over him, but it was so big that it could almost be used like a skirt.