TFBOYS' Little Treasure
The sharp smell of disinfectant filled the hospital. At the end of the corridor, a hospital room door stood ajar, and muffled coughing came from inside. Wang Yuan's fingers tapped unconsciously against his knee, his gaze fixed on the door.
“Still coughing?” Yi Yangqianxi's voice came from behind him, hoarse after a sleepless night.
Wang Yuan didn't turn around; he simply nodded. The hospital corridor at four in the morning was so empty he could hear his own heartbeat. He had lost count of how many times he'd sat here.
Wang Junkai rushed out of the elevator carrying three cups of hot soy milk. His eyes, behind black-rimmed glasses, were bloodshot. “How is he?”
“The doctor went back in just now.” Wang Yuan finally spoke, his voice dry, like sandpaper scraping wood. “He has a fever again.”
The door creaked open, and a doctor in a white coat stepped out. All three men stood up at once.
“The child is asleep.” The doctor took off his mask, looking exhausted. “The pneumonia came on suddenly. He'll need to stay in the hospital for a week under observation.”
The soy milk in Wang Junkai's hands sloshed, nearly spilling. “A week? But he has a checkup next Wednesday...”
“Everything will have to be postponed,” the doctor said firmly. “The child's health comes first. Which of you is his guardian?”
“I am.” Wang Yuan stepped forward. “I'm his legal father.”
The doctor looked him over, seeming as though he wanted to say more, but in the end he merely nodded. “Go take care of the admission paperwork. Remember to bring all the necessary documents.”
Yi Yangqianxi patted Wang Yuan on the shoulder. “I'll handle the paperwork. You stay with Sining.”
Wang Yuan sat back down on the cold plastic chair, covering his hands...
