Lingering Doting Marriage: Big Boss, Little Sweet Heart

Chapter 872: Chapter 872: Bobby’s Gentle Side

Just at that moment, the little girl who had been curiously gazing at the bell seemed to sense something and was about to turn her head toward the nurse.

Bobby, quick-eyed and nimble-fingered, jingled the bell on her wrist. The bell tinkled, “Does it sound nice?”

The little girl giggled with delight, her eyes curving into crescents as she called out, “Brubby, Brubby. Want, Gigi wants!”

She meant she wanted to keep playing.

The nurse seized the opportunity and inserted the needle.

Perhaps because she felt the pain at the height of her happiness, the little girl, who a moment ago had been laughing like a sunflower, suddenly realized she had been deceived. The pain made her thrash about.

...“Hurts… no… no… hurts…”

Bobby, heart aching, hugged her and tried to reassure her in a panic, “Gigi doesn’t hurt, brother is here. It doesn’t hurt, just bear with it a bit longer and it’ll be fine.”

The nurse took the chance to draw blood.

The little one in Bobby’s arms tried to endure at first but soon couldn’t bear it anymore and burst into tears with a loud cry.

“Wuu… Brubby… Brubby… Uncle… meow… eight…”

She usually didn’t cry, but when she did, it was heart-wrenchingly painful.

Bobby kept patting her back and softly comforting her, “Gigi, don’t cry, brother will buy you a lollipop. Don’t cry now, the pain will be gone soon.”

He looked up, glaring at the nurse and bellowed in a low growl, “Hurry up! Do you know how to treat patients?”

Meanwhile, he kept soothing the incessantly crying little girl in a gentle voice, “No more crying, brother will tell you a story. A long long time ago, Mother Duck had a lot of ducklings, and as the ducklings grew up, one of them was particularly ugly. The other ducklings teased and bullied the Ugly Duckling, until one day they kicked the Ugly Duckling out of the home. The Ugly Duckling braved the winter and when spring arrived, it went to drink water by the river and saw its reflection as a beautiful swan. That was when it realized it was a beautiful swan all along, not the Ugly Duckling.”

“Gigi is also a beautiful swan, and a swan must not cry, for crying will spoil its beauty.”

“Gigi, no more tears, don’t cry…”

Enna Clark, having finished her call, hastened over when she heard Gigi’s cries from the ward and saw this scene.

“If Gigi doesn’t cry, brother will tell you stories every day. Besides the Ugly Duckling, we can also talk about Sleeping Beauty, and the Thousand and One Nights, Gigi stop crying now…”

“And lollipops, doesn’t Gigi love lollipops the most? As long as you stop crying, brother will buy you lollipops.”

It was the first time she saw this gentle side of her family’s Bobby, and her gaze softened suddenly.

Giselle Lawrence cried for a bit, then stopped and pricked up her ears at the mention of candy. With a tear-stricken and clogged voice, she muttered, “Candy… candy…”

Just then, the nurse finished drawing blood and removed the needle, remarking with a sigh, “Alright, all done. Gigi has a good brother. I’ll take these to be tested.”

With that, she picked up the blood samples and left.

“I’ll go with you,” said Scott Harris, not reassured, as he followed her out.

Gigi, having cried and then had so much blood taken, soon became drowsy. After Enna Clark soothed Gigi to sleep and covered her with a blanket, she left the ward gently with Bobby.

Upon leaving, she thoughtfully closed the door to the ward as well.

Bobby’s mood dropped the moment they left the ward.