"That's nothing."
She wasn't some princess-and-the-pea who couldn't endure a little pain.
The man carefully read through the medical records from beginning to end once more.
He asked Child's Mom quite a few questions.
He even planned to ask the doctor about it.
But Child's Mom grabbed him and stopped him.
"What are you doing?"
Child's Mom said helplessly, "They're just minor injuries."
Even a sprained foot was only a little troublesome.
It wasn't anything serious.
"Let's go home."
Child's Mom cut off what the man was about to say.
She didn't want to stay in the hospital any longer.
The strong smell of disinfectant made one's heart grow heavy.
She wanted to go home.
"Are you sure you don't want to stay in the hospital for one night?"
The man hesitated.
What if something happened? At the hospital, she could receive timely treatment...
"No."
Child's Mom insisted.
"I want to go home."
"All right."
The man couldn't win against Child's Mom.
"I'll borrow a wheelchair from the hospital."
"Wait here for me."
"You didn't secretly go find the doctor, did you?"
Child's Mom looked at the man suspiciously.
The man's heart skipped a beat.
With an innocent expression, he said, "No."
"I just went to borrow a wheelchair."
"Oh."
Child's Mom nodded.
The man smiled and rubbed the mushroom-headed little girl's head.
"Look after Mom."
"Dad's going to borrow a wheelchair."
"Then we'll go home."
"Mm~"
The mushroom-headed little girl nodded emphatically.
Her face was full of seriousness.
She would look after Mom.
The man smiled and left.
The man had lied to Child's Mom just now.
He had indeed gone to find the doctor.
He asked about Child's Mom's examination results.
He memorized the points she