"Dr. Yang!"

  Yang Ziyi was stretching her body when she heard someone calling her and looked up. Soon, she was handed a cup of coffee.

  "You must be tired after that long surgery," she heard the head nurse say to her.

  Yan Ziyi smiled politely at her and nodded, "Yeah! It went on for 8 hours. I didn’t even get to see my son in the morning because I was called back so early."

  "You’ve worked hard," said the nurses at the station.

  Yang Ziyi was looking at the patient reports when she heard some other nurses talking……

  "Director looks like he is about to pass out."

  "Of course, he is under pressure now! None of our doctors managed to lower down a kid’s fever."

  "And Director didn’t even take notice until he received the call from higher-ups that country’s prestigious professors are coming for that kid."

  "What are they talking about?" asked Yang Ziyi curiously to the head nurse.

  "You were in the surgery so you didn’t get to see how tense the atmosphere had been around here. Director is running around on his toes."

  "Why?"

  "An 8-year-old came to the E.R with a high fever. However, even after two hours, no one could lower the fever and her condition was worsening with each passing minute……" The head nurse explained the situation. "I say people with money and power can really do ridiculous things."

  "How is this ridiculous?" questioned Yang Ziyi unhappily. "That 8 year old must be very special to her parents. That’s why they are willing to do anything they can to save her. What is wrong with that?"

  "Not to her parents, Dr. Yang," said another nurse. "Just to her father. He had been sitting outside her room for hours. He is such a caring father. I even saw him crying and praying for his daughter. It really made my heart melt. And the mother is nowhere to be seen. How hateful!"

  "You can’t just say that either," Yang Ziyi spoke up. "Maybe the mom is stuck somewhere. Now since I spent about 18-19 hours in the hospital, I miss out a lot when it comes to my son. Does that make me a bad mother?"

  "No, Dr. Yang. You’re trying to save lives. Your son would be proud."

  Yang Ziyi smiled helplessly, "Not necessarily. He is young. He doesn’t need to be proud of me, he just needs his mother."

  "Dr. Yang, your husband is here!"

  Yang Ziyi turned around and looked at Wu Wang who held their son, Wu Niu in his arms and they both waved at her happily. Leaving everything aside, Yang Ziyi rushed over and took her son from her husband. "My Ah-Niu, how was your day? Did you miss mom?"

  The five-year-old nodded and let his mother kiss his face all over while giggling.

  "So, you’re ready to have lunch with mommy today?"

  The little guy nodded, "Yes! Lunch with mommy! Yay!"

  Yang Ziyi brushed her nose against his and finally looked at her husband who looked like he was abandoned and forgotten.

  "Don’t give me that look," said Yang Ziyi.

  "Daddy said he also wants mommy to give him a hug," Wu Niu delivered the message which his father had taught him on the way.

  Wu Wang pinched his chubby cheeks saying, "This is not how I asked you to help!"

  Yang Ziyi looked at them lovingly before saying to her husband, "Daddy gets a hug every night."

  "When I am sleeping," retorted Wu Wang. "That doesn’t count!"

  "Okay, okay. Stop acting like a kid and come, let’s have lunch together. I have time today."

  Wu Wang looked really in a difficult position when he heard that offer.

  "I really want to but……"

  "What? Something urgent going on at the company?"

  Wu Wang shook his head, "No, it’s Meymey." Yang Ziyi’s face lost her earlier smile as he went on, "I just got a call from Li Qiao. He said she’s been crying and locked herself in her room. So, I have to go over there."

  Yang Ziyi exhaled a long tired breath and asked, "What happened to her?"

  "I’m not sure…… But I think she had an argument with Jie."

  Yang Ziyi snorted, "Is she a baby?"

  "Ziyi?" he looked at his wife in shock.

  "No, seriously! Is she a baby? If not, why does she need so many babysitters?" Yang Ziyi knew she was being rude but she didn’t control herself. She was tired after 8 hours long surgery, and her only happiness was seeing her family. She rarely got to spend any time with her whole family and it always left her feeling guilty. But now that she had such a rare chance to have lunch with her whole family, her husband wanted to run off to solve someone else’s fights. Wow!

  "It’s not that she needs babysitters. It’s just that it has never happened before."

  "Which husband and wife don’t argue? We do all the time!" retorted Yang Ziyi.

  "I know, we do! That’s why I said it’s different in her case. She and Jie had never had any arguments."

  Yang Ziyi scoffed, "There is always a first for everyone! She is old enough to solve her marriage problems on her own. Why is she trying to come between us?"

  Wu Wang didn’t want to argue in the middle of the hospital corridor. He lowered his voice and said, "Ziyi, let’s not forget that she has always been there for us."

  "That’s the biggest problem here," said Yang Ziyi honestly. "Instead of being there for us, she needs to be there for her own family."

  "Ziyi, don’t be so selfish. I don’t really want to talk about it."

  "Ah-Niu, cover your ears." The little guy immediately covered his ears obediently and Yang Ziyi continued, "You think I’m selfish? Then yes, I am selfish. I can’t be selfless like your best friend. Do you know why? Because I am that selfish person who just wants to have a proper meal with her family. Is it too much to ask for?" She took a pause and added, "I get it that your friendship is very precious. But every relationship has a priority and time! As parents, we need to become a little selfish! And someone like me knows it very well!"

  Wu Wang actually wanted to say something but suddenly he felt at a loss for words. He had never thought about this from her perspective. He was in a dilemma when their son exclaimed, "Oh, that’s Juanjuan’s uncle J!"

  "Baby? What are you talking about?" Both Yang Ziyi and Wu Wang followed his gaze but didn’t see anyone.

  Wu Niu pointed towards the elevator, "He was in there. I am not lying."

  As if something clicked in her mind, Yang Ziyi ran over towards the nurse station and asked, "That 8-year-old you were talking about, which floor is she on? And what’s her name?"

  The nurse who had been in the E.R. answered, "Her name is Zhu Juan and she is on the 18th floor."

  Yang Ziyi turned around to look at her husband with a heavy look before taking her son and moved over to the elevator. Even Wu Wang followed her without knowing what was happening. He just heard ’Zhu Juan’ and instantly followed after his wife. But in his heart, he was feeling really uneasy.