"Yeah, I've already sent the report to my parents. The doctor said that all the indicators are better than last year..."
On the way back, Sakuragi Hitomi was on the phone with Nara. Although she didn't go in just to watch the fun, she was ultimately still concerned about Sakuragi Hitomi's health.
"Really? Well, that's good..."
"And hey, Nara, I haven't settled the score with you about the President yet!"
"Hello?"
"...What?"
"Hello? Are you talking, Miss?"
"You..."
"Tsk, the signal isn't great here, I can't hear what you're saying. Just text me if you have something planned. I'll hang up now."
"Nara!!"
"Beep... beep..."
Sakuragi Hitomi put down the phone that was making the "beep" sound, muttering some bad things about Nara under her breath.
Beside her, Tong Yingying raised her hand and patted her head, laughing,
"You've been with Yoshida Minami for so long and still haven't gotten used to her ways?"
"Ugh... don't pat my head!"
Feeling the touch on her head, Sakuragi Hitomi brushed it away with both hands and added,
"I'm not that short, President..."
Tong Yingying glanced at the report in her hand and retorted,
"Can you even grow taller?"
"..."
Sakuragi Hitomi's face turned dark, yet she couldn't muster a rebuttal.
Still, neither of them seemed to realize that their relationship had unintentionally grown a little closer.
Before long, they were back at the door of the hospital room.
"Click~"
"We're back..."
Tong Yingying adjusted her expression, just raising her eyes when the scene in the room seemed to flash brightly.
Inside the room, Yan Huan was all smiles, holding a lunchbox and cutlery, feeding the elderly lady in the hospital bed bite by bite.
"Here, Auntie, have some meat~"
Her own mother, full of kindness and warmth,
"Oh, you child, you should eat more too~"
Staring at the "harmonious mother and child" scene in the room, the corners of Tong Yingying's mouth stiffened, rooted to the spot.
"Wait... how did you guys start eating already?! And why do you look so happy?!"
Hearing this, before Yan Huan could respond, Mrs. Tong spoke up with disdain,
"Oh, why do you talk so loudly every day, not gentle at all... don't you think so, Xiao Huan?"
"Yeah, yeah."
Yan Huan wore an expression of long-suffered agreement, nodding earnestly.
"To what are you agreeing!!"
Tong Yingying's face darkened as she tried to grab Yan Huan.
But Yan Huan didn't move. Instead, Mrs. Tong's eyes widened instantly, stepping in front of Yan Huan,
"What are you doing! Can't you be quiet for a day?! You're scaring Xiao Huan!"
"Exactly, exactly."
Watching that boy showing off behind her own mother, Tong Yingying was so angry that her facial features turned abstract.
"..."
Only Sakuragi Hitomi behind Tong Yingying quietly assessed Mrs. Tong's condition on the hospital bed, blinking her eyes.
As they say, prolonged illness can make one into a doctor. Perhaps no deep insights were needed, but Sakuragi Hitomi felt puzzled...
Mrs. Tong's condition was better than she expected.
Could this truly be how someone in the middle to late stages of breast cancer should be?
Or rather...
Sakuragi Hitomi had a thoughtful look, her gaze fixed on the smiling Yan Huan.
"Click~"
At this moment, the door behind them opened again; a private doctor and several nurses had come for a round,
"Anyone who's not family, please step out now, we'll conduct an examination before the night shift."
"Okay... then Xiao Huan, you..."
Mrs. Tong was interrupted, glanced at Yan Huan beside her, and hesitated to speak.
Yan Huan sensibly picked up the lunchbox, stood up, and said with a smile,
"Well then, Auntie, we'll head out first and come visit you again later."
"Aye..."
Saying this, Yan Huan got up under the annoyed gaze of Tong Yingying.
"Smack!"
"Tsk..."
Still, as she watched, Tong Yingying got smacked on the waist by her mother.
She turned her eyes wide open, and Mrs. Tong raised an eyebrow, urging,
"What are you standing here for, quickly go see Xiao Huan out!"
"You..."
Tong Yingying gritted her teeth, angrily glaring at the smug Yan Huan beside her.
But Yan Huan just smiled at Tong Yingying and said softly,
"It's alright, no need to see me out, Sister Tong, you stay and accompany Auntie for her check-up."
"Tch."
Tong Yingying immediately sat down with the flow, while Mrs. Tong glared again at her uncooperative daughter.
"Click~"
The door closed, and Yan Huan and Sakuragi Hitomi disappeared at the entrance.
Tong Yingying still sat with her arms crossed, glancing irritably at their departure.
"Let's start the examination then, Ms. He, please lift your shirt."
"Oh, alright..."
Tong Yingying sat in place, waiting for the doctor beside her to begin the examination.
As she waited, she suddenly realized something, touching her waist.
Wait a minute...
Did mom just hit me...
Was it with such strength?
"?"
Tong Yingying frowned, thinking it was an illusion, touching her waist again.
Meanwhile, the doctor, wearing a mask, was examining, his brows furrowing deeper.
"Hmm?"
"...What's wrong, Mr. Fletcher?"
"Tsk... that's odd..."
"..."
Even during her own examination, Mrs. Tong began to feel something amiss.
Because usually during a check-up, just a little touch on her chest would be excruciatingly painful.
Yet now...
"How could there be... where's the tumor? Look here, is this an illusion? Or is it...
"...a normal breast?"
The nurse beside them blinked, also incredulously voicing her judgment.
However, when their conversation reached Tong Yingying's ears, she suddenly realized something, her eyes slightly widening as she turned back.
"Is this a miracle... or... was it a misdiagnosis?"
"But, we did take x-rays before, the hospital even has them archived..."