After ten minutes, Yan Ting came back alone.
Yan Shao, who had been anxiously waiting by the car, hurriedly questioned Yan Ting upon sighting him.
"How is it? Is the baby boy okay?"
Yan Ting patted Yan Shao's shoulder but spoke to Zhu Qianying, "It's fine. The boy was told it's a game, and he was pretty happy to meet Dr. Zhao."
Yan Shao and Zhu Qianying visibly relaxed when they heard this, but then Yan Ting added, "But really, our little boy's psychological self-regulation is very strong, even more resilient than many adults."
In the past, Zhu Qianying and Yan Shao would have been thrilled with such high praise. Still, now they had had that previously conversation in the car, they found themselves unable to take as much pleasure in the compliment.
Indeed, if the boy voiced what he likes doing, they would set their preferences and thoughts aside and choose to support him in any way.
