Fallen Angel

Medical Center.

Emergency room.

After instructing the nurses to look after Danny, Adam couldn't wait to come here.

Actually, when I took on Danny's case, I initially felt like I was losing out.

Because of the long hospital stay that followed, Adam needed to be distracted to take care of her.

However, Danny's long-term case was a challenge that Adam had never encountered before, so he could take it as a learning experience.

And with the help of a caring nurse, he didn't need to be stuck there.

If there's a problem, the nurse will call him immediately.

More importantly, whenever Danny's case went wrong and people called him, it was almost always a life-threatening situation.

Adam loved saving lives.

Emergency room.

"Dr. Duncan, you've come at the perfect time."

Nurse Carol bumped into Adam and exclaimed with delight, "Do you speak Russian?"

"Meeting."

Adam nodded. "Are any Russian patients coming over?"

"Okay, come with me quickly."

Nurse Carol pulled Adam away.

In the examination room.

A little girl, about four or five years old, who looked like an angel, lay on the hospital bed, blinking her innocent eyes at Adam and Carol.

"Dr. Duncan, this is Tatiana. She has a fever and cough. Her mother brought her here, and she left as soon as I turned around. I haven't been able to contact her since. Neither of us speaks Russian, so we can't communicate with her."

Nurse Carol explained.

Have you taken their temperature?

Adam asked.

"The temperature is 37.8 degrees."

Nurse Carol.

"Tatiana, this is Dr. Duncan. What's wrong?"

Adam examined her while speaking to her in Russian.

"You can talk."

Tatiana smiled happily and reached out her little hand to touch the name tag on Adam's white coat.

"Right."

Adam leaned closer and let her touch him, then pressed on her body repeatedly, laughing, "Is it uncomfortable here? Here?"

"No."

Tatiana shook her head, reached out and pulled Adam's hand to touch her forehead. "It hurts."

"How long have you been feeling this uncomfortable?"

Adam looked at Tatiana.

"It's been a long time."

Tatiana thought for a moment.

"Was it your mother who brought you here?"

Adam asked.

"No."

Tatiana shook her head first, then nodded. "But she told some uncles and aunts that from now on she would be my mother and that I should call her Mom."

"Is this new mother good to you?"

Adam asked.

"Good."

Tatiana nodded gently. "At first I was very happy, but after I flew here, I felt unwell. After seeing a doctor, she became unhappy and cried every day."

"It should be adoption."

Adam said to Nurse Carol, "Get Tatiana a blood test to see what kind of illness would make a mother who wants a child so heartlessly throw away the angelic daughter she went through so much trouble to adopt from abroad."

"Good."

Nurse Carol nodded.

"Tatiana, the nurse is going to draw some blood from you. It will hurt a little, but please bear with it."

Adam comforted him in Russian.

"Um."

Tatiana nodded obediently.

But the more she acted this way, the more Adam felt sorry for her.

With such a well-behaved, beautiful, and adorable daughter, anyone would cherish her and wouldn't have the heart to leave her in the hospital.

The most likely explanation is that Tatiana has contracted some incurable disease.

The woman who adopted her couldn't accept the seemingly endless treatment and didn't want to take on that responsibility.

"Tatiana, do you remember the name of the hospital you went to?"

Adam asked, "What's your new mother's name? Where do you live?"

Tatiana shook her head.

"It doesn't matter."

Adam touched her forehead, picked up the phone and called his assistant Ada: "Ada, send someone to buy a teddy bear or similar toy that a four or five-year-old girl likes, and have it delivered to the hospital as soon as possible!"

Cute is justice!

Adam couldn't help but show her more care.

Then he called Kate again, "Officer Beckett, do me a favor, investigate someone, Tatiana, a four or five-year-old Russia girl who was recently adopted by people in the United States and is now being abandoned in a hospital by her adoptive parents. Find out who these adoptive parents are."

"Damn it! Who could be so heartless! Get in touch with me right now!"

Kate didn't say a word on the other end of the phone.

Tatiana looked at Adam, and after Adam hung up the phone, she said in the most innocent tone, the most heartbreaking words. "Does my new mom not want me anymore?"

"..."

Adam was speechless for a moment. If he said no, even if he found this new mother, she probably wouldn't be able to be Tatiana's mother anymore. He could only gently comfort her, "Don't worry, everything will be alright."

Tatiana nodded and said nothing more.

Do you know what happened?

Adam couldn't help but ask a question.

"Um."

Tatiana nodded very seriously.

Just as Adam and Tatiana were talking, Kate had already swiftly found the information and called back quickly.

"Mary Hall, 40, whose husband passed away three years ago, submitted an adoption application to a local orphanage in Saint Petersburg six months ago. Last week, the paperwork was officially completed and she adopted four-year-old Tatiana Marivkaya."

"Tatiana Marikavya?"

Adam looked at Tatiana.

Tatiana nodded happily, looking like she was saying, "It's me, it's me."

It's her.

Adam then continued speaking to Kate on the other end of the phone, "What's Mary Hall's phone number and address?"

Kate reported it to Adam.

After hanging up, Adam dialed the number directly. "Mary Hall? This is Dr. Adam Dr. Duncan from the Medical Center. How did I get your number?"

You adopted Tatiana through proper procedures, and it's possible to find out if you want to. Please come to the hospital now; running away won't solve the problem.

Don't want to come?

"Could you tell me exactly what illness Tatiana has?"

Mary Hall remained silent on the other end of the phone.

"Dr. Duncan."

At that moment, Nurse Carol came over with the blood test report, her face grave.

Adam took a look and sighed inwardly, "It's AIDS, isn't it?"

You found out?

On the other end of the phone, Mary Hall broke down, crying out, "I didn't want this either. My husband died three years ago. It was a slow and long process, but I got through it and continued with my life."

Before last week, I had never truly felt sadness, and I never allowed myself to feel it.

Until Tatiana developed a fever and cough, went to the hospital and was diagnosed with AIDS, which was transmitted from mother to child. She hadn't had any symptoms before. Why is my life so miserable...?

The doctor said Tatiana could live for 1 to 5 years, or even 9 years or more.

But I told myself I couldn't do it; I couldn't bear the long agony of losing a loved one again.

Please don't contact me again, I really can't do it..."

With that, he hung up the phone.

"New mom?"

Tatiana watched Jingjing until Adam looked over, then spoke softly.

"Don't worry, you'll have a new mother."

Adam touched her little face. "You'll definitely love her, and I promise, she'll always be by your side."

P. S.: It's been six days since I caught a cold, cough, wheezing, and lots of phlegm. I'm still not better and feel terrible. The doctor said to eat light meals and stop taking cold medicine, and that it will get better slowly. But I feel like I'm developing Leonard's old problem of asthma. I'll only be posting two updates today, please forgive me!