"I've already discussed it with the specialists. The longer the child's treatment is delayed, the more it will affect his recovery. If you're worried his hospitalization will affect your work, I can talk to Fu Bing," Qin Jinhai said, his voice cold and devoid of emotion.
Ji Qing was no fool. She had endured a painful life herself and was never naïve enough to believe Qin Jinhai would truly do so much for her child.
"Mr. Qin, what is your goal? We've only known each other for a few days, and you're not a warm person. Why are you being so good to my children and me?" Ji Qing looked at Qin Jinhai, timid yet fearless.
"It's fate," Qin Jinhai responded indifferently, his gaze, however, falling on Ji Cheng, who was still sound asleep.
