How could Grandma Yu face calling them over again next time?
Of course.
For the sake of the child, Grandma Yu wouldn't worry about saving face.
What was face compared to the child?
But even if she could shamelessly ask...
She would still feel embarrassed.
Again and again...
And every time, they came up empty-handed...
Grandma Yu thought of the story of the boy who cried wolf...
What if, next time...
The doctor refused to come?
"I don't know."
The doctor shook her head.
She felt a little helpless at the thought that they might have come all this way for nothing twice.
But she wasn't particularly bothered by it.
Treatment was always a long process.
Especially psychological treatment.
She had plenty of patience.
It was just that the child's situation was a little unusual.
So far, there had been no progress at all, and she couldn't help feeling anxious.
But that was all right.
She soon managed to steady herself.
She reassured Grandma Yu, "It's all right."
"If we can't see them this time, there's always next time."
"Besides..."
The doctor smiled. "It's a good thing if we never see them."
Grandma Yu froze.
Then she nodded.
That was true.
She and her husband had actually thought about that before.
If they never saw them...
Wouldn't that mean the child was getting better?
Wasn't that a good thing?
Why was she so fixated on the child seeing his parents?
Thinking it over, Grandma Yu felt much more at ease.
The child's cartoon had ended.
He stared blankly at the end credits for a while.
Then he turned his head.
He looked toward the balcony.
Then toward the doorway on the other side.
The child got to his feet, a little clumsily.
Maybe he'd