My Stand-In Groom Is A Secret Tycoon by Lydia Pierce

Audrey did not expect that she would accidentally make a call. Moreover, Alistair picked up so quickly.

For a moment, she did not know how to reply. She could only say, "How's Sunny's condition? It's not serious, right?"

The first person she asked was not Alistair, but his son.

Alistair felt a little jealous. He replied, "The psychiatrist just sedated him. He's temporarily in a coma."

"The doctor gave him a sedative?"

"What's wrong? Is there something wrong?" Alistair asked in confusion.

Audrey said solemnly, "Sunny is only six years old. Such a young child is sensitive and fragile when he's sick, to begin with. Forcefully injecting tranquilizers will make him even more afraid and resistant to interacting with others. In severe cases, he might even have psychological trauma.

"It's impossible for a professional psychiatrist not to understand such a simple logic. But she still used a tranquilizer. She doesn't care about the child's condition at all."

Audrey tried her best to suppress her anger.

She had previously volunteered at a special children's education school.

teachers who found it troublesome would inject them with

children's situation became more and more serious. One of them almost lost his

this kind of thing would only happen in special schools.

lot about his child? How could he let such an

heard this, Alistair's eyes suddenly turned cold. He turned around and glared fiercely at the woman behind

venomous snake crawling through her body. Her teeth subconsciously

on the other end say? Why was Mr. Hayes looking at me like that?' Yvette could not figure out what was going on. Uneasiness spread in her heart. After Audrey finished her

I don't seem to have the

"I said that because I think Sunny is still young and shouldn't suffer like this. You don't have to listen

that she had misunderstood and quickly expressed his attitude. "It's my fault for not understanding psychology in detail. Don't worry, I won't let such an irresponsible psychiatrist continue to stay by

and asked, "You don't

"Of course not. I'm just afraid that

voice was mellow and deep, which sounded even more pleasant

entire body. She quickly found a topic to talk about. "When I picked my mother up from the hospital today, Mr. Fletcher said he would visit every two days. I wanted to reject

busy, and he definitely wouldn't visit every patient. Naturally, he did so because

hid his identity from her, she didn't