The President’s Five Children

In Yembi’s eyes, this is just playing along.

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Bruno was really worried about Yembi.

Yembi froze straight away when she heard this, and a few complicated feelings bubbled up in her heart.

Cedron raised his hand and patted her shoulder, “Alright, think about this matter later, let’s go see Countess first.”

“… Okay.” Yembi nodded.

By the time they got to the heel of the table they were just at, Countess was about to leave.

Called back by Cedron, he turned around, and his eyes then locked with Yembi’s.

“Mrs. Eucalyptus?” said Yembi, calling out her name directly.

Cedron was surprised, looking at Countess and then at Yembi, “You know each other?”

Yembi nodded, then shook her head, “Not exactly acquaintances, when I worked at the hospital before, Mrs. Eucalyptus was a patient of mine, and I was in charge of her care for a while.”

Hearing this, Cedron’s eyes instantly deepened by a few points, “That means, Countess, you’ve been close to Mordecai since long ago?”

“Sort of,” Mrs. Eucalyptus admitted frankly without hiding anything, “I started searching for the boy’s whereabouts a year ago, but I didn’t think he would become your son.”

All Mrs. Eucalyptus knew was that there was such a child, and that the child had a grandmother names Navarro.

But after searching around, they didn’t find THE old Mrs. Navarro, much less Mordecai.

If it wasn’t for the fact that Mordecai attended a summer camp in Reliacao and the report of her physical examination flowed into the investigative pool, she wouldn’t have been able to find out that Cedron’s child, Momo, was the child she was looking for.

The corners of Mrs. Eucalyptus’ mouth brought up a light smile, “Speaking of which, it’s also fate that it happened to be the earl’s time when he appeared when he was gravely ill, showing that it was arranged by God.”

She also turned her head to look at Yembi, “What’s the old Weskiney saying, when fate comes, you can’t stop it?”

Yembi smiled even wider than she did and spoke without the slightest hint of ambiguity, “Mrs. Eucalyptus how can you ask me, you are a Weskiney man and you don’t know anything about the old sayings of your own country, are you going to come and ask me, a foreigner?”

The implication was that Mrs. Eucalyptus had forgotten her roots!

Mrs. Eucalyptus, however, had no embarrassment on her face at all, and looked down and fiddled with her dress, “I’m just a quarter Weskiney man in my pedigree, haven’t actually lived in Weskiney.”

“A pig that hasn’t lived in a pigsty isn’t a pig?” Yembi asked.

Cedron: “…”

While knowing that Yembi was trying to criticize Mrs. Eucalyptus.

But wasn’t that a bit of an inappropriate example?

“So you came all this way to criticize me for this?” Mrs. Eucalyptus asked directly with no desire to fight.

It took Yembi a moment to remember her purpose.

She took a step forward, “I would like to go in charge of taking care of Mordecai.”

“Okay.” Mrs. Eucalyptus agreed dryly, “But he’s still in a coma, it won’t help if you go and take care of him, it’ll affect his rest instead, and so that you don’t interfere with my business, we’ll have to make a pact.”

Mordecai, Yembi could go and take care of it.

However, there is a time limit.

Twelve o’clock in the morning to four o’clock in the afternoon every day, and the rest of the time Yembi would have to leave to make sure that Mordecai could rest well and receive his treatment.

“Four hours is too short,” Yembi bargained, “I know medicine too and can heal together.”

Mrs. Eucalyptus scowled, “The most taboo thing between doctors is two doctors treating at the same time, in case there is a discrepancy in your treatment plan, who will listen to you and who will be responsible for what happens?”