That Night My Boss Left Me With Our Three Babies

After some arrangements, there were little ones waiting by the side of the four people.

Olivia breathed a sigh of relief and turned back to continue her busy work.

The compartment inexplicably became quiet, with only occasional sounds of the little ones playing, but they were all very soft, as if afraid of disturbing them.

The more Olivia treated them, the heavier her heart became.

During the first round, they simply took the pulse of the little ones and made judgments about their physical conditions, leaving some of the little ones with abnormal conditions for further examination.

It was Olivia’s first time facing these abandoned children, and she already felt sorry for them. After the follow-up examination, her heart became even more sour.

Some of the little ones had milder symptoms and could be treated with acupuncture or traditional Chinese medicine. But for those with more severe symptoms, they were somewhat helpless. The only thing they could do was to send the little ones to the hospital and sponsor their treatment expenses in the name of the Hargraves family.

After treating several little ones in a row, all with milder symptoms, Olivia felt relieved. But suddenly, she came across a critically ill child during the examination.

The little one was only about four or five years old, similar in age to Sebastian Ethan, with a slightly nervous expression on his innocent face.

Seeing his dark eyes, Olivia couldn’t find words to express her heartache.

“Am I very sick?” the little one timidly asked her.

Olivia’s throat felt dry, and she hesitated to speak, afraid that if she did, her voice would sound choked up.

But the little one comforted her instead, “It’s okay. I’m a child that nobody wants. Even if I’m seriously ill, no one will be sad for me. Don’t feel sorry for me either, your eyes are so red.”

The compartment was very quiet, and the voice of the little one clearly reached everyone’s ears.

Olivia weakly clenched her fingers and looked back at the other three for help.Content from NôvelDr(a)ma.Org.

She had lost a child before, so she couldn’t bear to see this kind of situation.

Cameron stopped what he was doing, walked over to the little one, and gently touched his head. “Don’t be afraid. We will take you to the hospital, and you will get better.”

The little one looked up, but he was looking at Olivia, wanting to hear her answer.

Olivia took a deep breath, suppressing her desire to cry, and forced a smile. “You will get better. You are not a child that nobody wants. When you recover, there will be new parents who will come and find you, accompany you to grow up healthy. So, let’s cooperate with the treatment, okay?”

Hearing that there would be new parents, the little one’s eyes lit up with anticipation as he asked eagerly, “Are there really parents? I’m very sick…”

Olivia’s heart trembled. From the little one’s words, he knew his own condition but only cared about whether someone wanted him or not.

For a moment, Olivia even wanted to take the little one away.

But thinking that she couldn’t give the little one a complete family, Olivia could only give up on that idea.

“You will get better. Baby, you’re so cute. There will definitely be many people who want you.” Olivia soothingly touched the little one’s cheek.

The little one’s face flushed with excitement and nodded vigorously.

Cameron had participated in many free clinics and couldn’t help but feel sad when he saw this scene. After a few seconds of silence, he raised his voice to the staff outside, “Call someone in and take the child to the hospital.”

Soon, someone walked in from outside and reached out with a friendly smile towards the little one.

The little one climbed off the bed and cooperatively went into the arms of the staff member. Before leaving, he waved his small hand at Olivia and said, “Thank you, goodbye.”

Finally, he lowered his head and bid farewell to the children at the orphanage.