The only thing the orphanage could do was to raise him.
An Ruo was furious when she heard that Kangkang was abandoned by his parents. And when she heard he had autism, she felt sad.
It turned out the child really did have issues.
Even if he had issues, his parents shouldn’t have abandoned him.
Thinking of her child who had died, An Ruo despised Kangkang’s parents even more.
Didn’t they know that children are the best gift given by God?
The Director, holding Kangkang, smiled at them and said, "Thank you for bringing him here. Kangkang actually doesn’t like strangers. But he didn’t reject you, which shows he really likes you."
An Ruo remembered the time when Kangkang faced An Xin, An Xin offered him something to eat, and he didn’t eat it, but when she fed him, he ate.
Maybe he truly knew who was good and who was bad.
The child’s condition might not be so severe.
"Director, I think there is a possibility for Kangkang to recover. He’s young, and starting treatment now, by the time he grows up, his condition will definitely improve. You should continue to take him for treatment and should not give up hope so early," An Ruo couldn’t help saying.
The Director’s face showed a troubled expression, and Mo Hua suddenly pulled at her sleeve, urging her to say.
"Kangkang is alright now, we should leave. Don’t forget, you still haven’t found your cousin who has mental illness."
An Ruo was inexplicably pulled out by him, and she asked him doubtfully, "Why are you pulling me out, is there something you want to tell me?"
"Didn’t you notice? It’s not that the Director won’t treat Kangkang, it’s that they don’t have the money to treat him," Mo Hua told her bluntly.
"For children like Kangkang who are sick, generally, they can’t be cured, and even if they could be cured, it would cost a lot. The orphanage isn’t a bank; all they can do is raise them until they are grown. As for treatment, that’s just wishful thinking."
An Ruo was stunned; she hadn’t considered this at all.
"Isn’t there the government..."
"Do you think the government will spend so much money to treat one child? Cure one, then what about the next? There are so many sick children, can they pay to cure every one of them?"
An Ruo suddenly felt angry, "Kangkang is different, he doesn’t have parents!"
"There are many children without parents, all those living inside are without parents," Mo Hua said indifferently.
An Ruo was completely angry, "Aren’t you a cop? Can a cop say such heartless things?"
"Where was I heartless?" The accused man felt very wronged.
An Ruo also realized that she was a bit too emotional, and she apologized to him awkwardly, "Sorry, I wasn’t targeting you."
"It’s okay, I understand what you mean," Mo Hua smiled nonchalantly and waved, "Where do you want to go now? I can take you."
"...No need, I’ll take a taxi home. Thanks for today, and if you get any news about An Xin, could you please let me know?"
It was time to go back after being out all day.
An Ruo said goodbye to Mo Hua and took a taxi back to the villa. By the time she got home, it had already become completely dark.
Tang Yuchen had gotten off work early and had rushed home.
When he learned that An Ruo had gone out, he resisted the urge to call her, waiting at home for her.
Not calling her was his way of not making her feel like he was always monitoring her, nor did he want her to feel bereft of freedom.