Spoiled by the CEO after amnesia!-Chapter 371 - 369: I Don’t Have a Daddy

Jiayi, upon hearing the senior doctor’s words, clearly took them as a decree. Nothing was more important than Zaizai anymore. She nodded, "Okay."

The old doctor prescribed an injection and handed it to Jiayi, "Here, two shots today, and we’ll see how it goes tomorrow. If it’s still not okay, we’ll give another shot at the follow-up."

Jiayi took the billing slip, thanked the doctor, and stood up with Zaizai in her arms. When she looked at the billing slip, she couldn’t help but gasp.

It really is too expensive to have a sick child these days. Just a few shots and some medicine amount to a month’s salary from the Mommy Dance Group’s teaching job...

Zaizai has been very sturdy since he was born, hardly ever having to visit the hospital. Even with occasional little colds and fevers, he would take some medicine and quickly get better.

Today was the first time she had to spend so much money at the hospital.

She had thought it would cost at most a few hundred yuan.

Feeling a bit guilty, she walked to the door, glanced at Huo Zhenyang and hesitated.

Huo Zhenyang still hadn’t gotten over his mood, and now seeing her holding the little bundle without moving, he became impatient, "Are you done?"

"The cost of the medical treatment is a bit high..." Jiayi stammered a bit, afraid that he wouldn’t want to pay the bill, and quickly added, "But I will definitely pay you back."

Huo Zhenyang couldn’t be bothered to argue with her and, without even looking at the payment slip, snatched it from her fingers and strode towards the payment window.

Jiayi let out a small sigh of relief. When he returned, fearing he would leave, she weakly suggested, "Could you come with me? The doctor just said that we still don’t know how Zaizai is doing, and we might need your help later. Besides, you’re already here..."

Huo Zhenyang sneered, "Right now, the only help I can give you is to call your husband to come take care of the child. And while you’re at it, bring the car repair fee and today’s medical expenses to repay me."

When Zaizai heard about the repair fee, his little ears perked up again. He nestled weakly in Mommy’s shoulder and said listlessly, "I don’t have a daddy."

Huo Zhenyang’s eyes flickered. Although the little guy was quite crafty, this statement didn’t seem to be a ploy for sympathy.

The little woman doesn’t have a husband?

A single mother?

So the person she spoke to on the phone so affectionately that day, the one he thought was her husband, was this little dumpling.

But even if they were a mother and child alone, what did it have to do with him?

His tone remained icy, "I don’t want you to threaten me with pity. Having no husband and no money is not an excuse for not compensating, and it’s certainly not a reason for me to keep helping you. You’re crafty enough on your own, don’t teach your son to be the same way."

Jiayi’s face turned bright red. She had never been so humiliated in front of Zaizai and couldn’t bear it.

Where had she used pity to blackmail anyone? It was clearly this man who was cold-blooded, without any compassion, an arrogant man who liked to judge others by his own standards!

She clenched her teeth and dropped all pretense of civility, "I’ve said that I’m responsible for the trouble Zaizai caused. And now, Zaizai’s hospital visit has something to do with you too. He was already getting better from his fever, and it was only because of your scare that he had to go to the hospital! But since you don’t want to help us, that’s fine. Thanks, I can handle it by myself. I will go get my purse soon and pay the medical fees at Yundu’s front desk, so they can forward it to you. Also, regarding the car repair fees, you know my home address anyway, and my information is all in Yundu’s HR department. I can’t run away, rest assured!"

With that, she hugged Zaizai close and walked toward the infusion room.

Heh, the young woman looked like a green student with her big, curved eyes and jelly-like transparent and tender lips, exuding a youthful sweetness and hardly looking like a mommy. It seemed she had some backbone after all.

Huo Zhenyang’s annoyance began to fade, and he watched her slender figure intently, as a rare hint of interest formed on his thin lips.

Seconds later, the man slipped his hands into his trouser pockets, shrugged his shoulders, turned, and walked towards the hospital’s main doors, ready to leave. He hadn’t gone far when his phone started to ring.

"Is the Boss still in the hospital?" Ade called to ask.

As Huo Zhenyang walked, he spoke indifferently, "About to leave, what’s up?"

"A few paparazzi found out you were in Yunling City. They just saw our car outside the hospital, but aren’t sure if you actually went inside. They’ve surrounded all the side and back exits of the hospital, waiting for you to appear. Maybe you should stay in the hospital a bit longer, and I’ll drive them off with the car."

Ade knew that the Boss had come back to China this time to focus on the domestic market and didn’t want to deal with the paparazzi.

The Boss hadn’t been back to China for several years, and now that the paparazzi had caught wind of his return, they wouldn’t let him go easily once they had him in their sights.

After all, when the Boss left China for America years ago, many people speculated wildly, wanting to know the exact reasons.

Huo Zhenyang’s steps halted abruptly, his brows furrowed tightly. This was a maternity hospital, with most of the patients being women and children, and if the paparazzi knew he came here, they could fabricate stories out of nothingness.

These two, a mother and son, one threatened him to help her get into Yundu, the other scratched his car, and now they were the reason he was being cornered by paparazzi.

"You go distract the paparazzi," he said emphatically.

He turned his tall body, his gaze sweeping around and suddenly stopping at the nearby IV room, striding over.

Meanwhile, as Zaizai bit his handkerchief amidst tearful sobs, a needle was inserted into the tender back of his little hand.

Jiayi patted her son’s back, "It’s nothing, just pretend it’s a mosquito bite."

What kind of terrible mosquito is that? Zaizai’s eyes were still brimming with tears.

Getting injections was his Achilles’ heel; alas, Chu Zhuoting feared nothing in life except for this very thing.

Jiayi lifted Zaizai onto the IV chair, went on tiptoes to hang the IV bag but couldn’t reach it, when suddenly a shadow loomed over her. A large hand took the IV bag effortlessly, hanging it on the hook.

Jiayi looked up and saw the stern-faced man standing before her.

Hadn’t he left?

Why had he come back?

Had his conscience gotten the better of him?

Or did he see she was single and was afraid she wouldn’t be able to repay the debt, so after much consideration decided to keep an eye on her, in case she ran away?

"What are you looking at? Sit down," Huo Zhenyang told the dazed woman as he sat down next to Zaizai.

"I thought you didn’t want to stay. Why have you come back?" She regained her composure and raised her delicate eyebrows.

If he said he was avoiding the paparazzi, this young woman might suspect his identity, right?

He didn’t want to reveal his true self in front of her at all.

He was just a ’department manager’ in Yundu, and she was already clinging on to him. If she knew his real status, she would probably become even greedier.

Huo Zhenyang carelessly tousled Xiaobao’s sweaty hair from crying and nonchalantly remarked, "Anyway, I’ve got nothing else to do."

Seeing the insincerity on his face, Jiayi’s thoughts were further confirmed— he was definitely afraid she and her child would run away!