"Come on, Mom will feed you. You can’t eat too much of this; it’s bad for your teeth, but since Kangkang has made such great progress lately, I’ll reward you by letting you have a bit more today, okay?"
Doctor Wen entered the children’s room and, looking at them, smiled and said, "Miss An, if I didn’t know that Kangkang is not your biological child, I would definitely suspect you two were mother and son."
An Ruo smiled at her but didn’t speak.
Doctor Wen sat down opposite them, her gaze measuring the faces of the pair – one large, one small.
"I’m quite curious why you two resemble each other. I know there are many people who look alike, but it’s such a coincidence that Kangkang resembles you and that you adopted him."
She had wondered about this question herself.
However, Kangkang truly wasn’t her child since their blood types were different. She was AB type and Kangkang was O type.
Her child couldn’t possibly be O type.
"It’s because he resembles me that I adopted him," An Ruo joked.
Doctor Wen shook her head, obviously not believing her explanation, "You are very good to Kangkang. Most adoptive parents wouldn’t cherish an adopted child like their own flesh and blood, as you do. Even if they liked the child very much, that kind of deep affection isn’t something they could show in a short time."
An Ruo paused slightly, then handed the spoon to Kangkang, letting him scoop his food himself.
"Doctor Wen, actually, I once had a child."
The woman across from her showed a hint of surprise, then a look of keen interest.
"But my child has died. He was about Kangkang’s age."
An Ruo looked down at Kangkang and said with a slight smile, "The first time I saw Kangkang, I really liked him. I think, maybe Heaven sent him to me so that I could make up for my child who had passed away. That’s why I’m so good to Kangkang and love him as if he were my own child."
Doctor Wen nodded in understanding, "You’ve transferred all the love for your child to Kangkang, just as a bird that has lost its young might feed the fish in a pond. This kind of instinct isn’t just found in humans; other animals possess it as well."
"Yes, that’s right. I’ve transferred all my love for my child to him."
Humans need emotional anchors.
The love she held for her child was always there, with no one to bestow it upon, so Kangkang became her chosen, best emotional anchor.
This explanation was very rational, yet An Ruo was also confused because her kindness towards Kangkang wasn’t entirely about anchoring her maternal love.
Her fondness for him was inexplicable; she simply liked him a lot, without any reason at all.
In the afternoon, Tang Yuchen called her and said he was held up with something and would probably come to pick her up later. If she couldn’t wait, she could take a taxi home.
An Ruo walked out of the hospital and decided to take a taxi home. A sedan stopped in front of her; the car door opened, and a man dressed in a police uniform stepped out.
"An Ruo, is it really you?" The man exclaimed with surprise.
An Ruo stared at him, dazed for a moment, before realizing it was Mo Hua.
He looked very different in his police uniform and cap from when she last saw him; she had almost failed to recognize him.
"Mo Hua, it’s been a long time. What are you doing here?" An Ruo was also surprised.
Mo Hua gestured toward the hospital behind her. "I’m here to take care of some official business. There’s an important witness receiving treatment inside."
"Oh, then I won’t disturb you; go ahead with your work."