Thinking about Amad’s illness, Anna’s heart seized up hard again.
She had already contacted the medical research team in Chicago and sent Amad’s relevant information and pathological samples, hoping that the other party could help her with laboratory tests.
But it’s been a week now, and still no movement.
The waiting process was too anxious.
“Ya, madam!” The maid came in from outside and rushed forward to help, “Why are you cooking again? It’s so hard to go to work, let me do this little thing!”
“I’m not tired,” Anna smiled and shook her head, “I just said I’d make Amad baked beans with tomatoes.”
What is promised, of course, must be done.
When the maid saw this, she could not persuade her.
Only nodded, “Then madam you do first, do this one dish is good ah, the rest or leave it to me, I first go out to clean.”
After saying this, the maid walked out.
When she raised her eyes, she saw the white coat in the entrance hall.
White coats like this one from the hospital need to be washed once a day to keep them clean and hygienic.
The maid took off the white coat and went towards the bathroom while emptying her pockets.
Soon, the medicine box in the pocket was pulled out.
After a quick glance at the name on it, the maid blushed and hurriedly stuffed the medicine box back in, and hung the white coat back in the foyer with it.
Pretending that nothing had happened, she quickly left.
What’s going on?
Amad, who was sitting on the sofa, looked at the maid’s back, wanting to ask the maid what she had pulled out of the white coat.
“Aunt Gilead, what’s inside my mommy’s pocket?” Amad inquired.
The maid hurriedly covered Amad’s mouth, “Nothing, Amad, you must not tell your mommy that I just went through her white coat pockets.”
Such a dictum made Amad even more curious.
What the hell is it? Why don’t you tell your mommy about it?
Aunt Gilead clearly put it back in her pocket, not a thief, so why not tell her.
Amad’s little brain couldn’t figure out this problem.
She was also curious about what was in her mommy’s pocket.
After sitting on the sofa and struggling for a while, Amad went to look through Anna’s white coat.
But the medical terms on it she could not understand at all, only remembered a long string of complicated words.
“Amad, it’s almost time to eat, do you still want to go out and play?” In the kitchen, Anna saw Amad standing in the entranceway out of the corner of her eye, and asked.
Amad immediately stuffed the medicine box back into his white coat, “No, mommy, I’m going to wash my hands now and wait for dinner.”
“Remember to go upstairs and call your brother.” Anna said.
Amad promised a yes and ran upstairs to find Enoch.
In the children’s room, Enoch is sitting at his desk, and on the table is a pile of bits and pieces of electronic components, and at the moment he is holding a small soldering gun, unbelievably fine to make the circuit board he needs.
Originally it was a very concentrated thing, but when he heard Amad’s panting sound because of running, still immediately dropped the things in his hand, poured water into Amad’s hand.
“Why are you running properly? Drink some water, idiot, have you forgotten how bitter Mommy’s Chinese medicine is?” Enoch said with a stern face.
Although she was scolded by her brother, Amad’s heart warmed up.
She held the cup and drank several sips, her breathing finally eased up, “Brother, mommy made tomato baked beans today, let’s go down to eat!”
“I’m not eating today,” Enoch refused without thinking, “I have to make the electronic components for this flying chess game and I can’t deliver it until tomorrow.
The other party has made an appointment with me, as long as the electronic components I make meet their standards, they will write a letter of introduction for me to see the famous doctor, who will definitely be able to cure your sister.”