One Meet By Chance Chapter 440 Brain Was Sick

''As a mother, she is too incompetent. She is a full-time wife now, isn't she? I didn't ask her to go out to
make money to support the family. What? She couldn't even take good care of her two children? How
could they fight? How could it be possible that I am not angry?'

"Dad, Father, you two can eat first. I'm going to see Brain."

"Enrique, it's good for you to go to see him. Remember to have a good talk with the child for what
happened today. Brain really went too far. How could he put on a ring to hit Bruce? Fortunately, the
child was not very strong, otherwise Bruce's eyes... Alas!"

Although Harris was angry with Brain, half a day had passed. He couldn't wait to see his grandson, but
he knew that if he went now, it was equivalent to telling the child that even if he did such a thing in the
future, the adult would forgive him. It would be not good to let him have such subconscious thoughts.

Then Enrique turned around and went upstairs. Bruce pursed his lips and looked at Enrique's receding
figure, gently tugging at the corner of Teresa's clothes.

"Mommy, is daddy angry with Bruce?"

Bruce was also in a very sensitive stage. He felt sad and uneasy in his heart. He was a precocious
child. When Enrique saw his injury just now, he didn't come up to comfort him immediately, nor did he
show any concern, which made him feel a little flustered He felt that his father must be angry with him
because he had a fight with Brain, but he really didn't fight with Brain.

He didn't mean to annoy Brain. He really didn't do it on purpose. Teresa reached out her hand and
touched Bruce, with a flicker of thought in her eyes. Bruce was almost five years old, and at this stage,
he had already known to observe the adult's thoughts, and he was more sensitive than ever before.
Maybe she should pay more attention to the mental health of the two children in the future.



"Dad, father, I want to discuss with you about hiring a child psychologist."

"Why do you need a psychologist?"

Harris frowned. Did his two grandsons really need a psychologist? If he really hired one, wasn't it telling
others that Brain and Bruce had a mental disease? Harris felt uncomfortable in his heart. Albert also
had the same thought. In their generation, even though it was Harris and Albert who had experienced
much enough, they still maintained such an idea.

They felt that hire a child psychologist was equal to admit that the two children had mental problems,
which were totally unacceptable to them. Teresa sighed deeply in her heart.

"Dad, please don't object so quickly. I invited the child psychologist to come here just to learn more
from the experts. I think the situation of the two children today has something to do with me. I didn't do
my duty as a mother. So I would like to ask from psychologists what I need to pay attention to in the
mental respect of these two children. I don't mean to let the psychologist to treat the two children."

After hearing Teresa's explanation, Harris's face turned better. He thought for a while and found that
what Teresa said was reasonable. As adults, they should pay more attention to children's mental
health. What they were thinking and what they wanted to do. They could learn from experts to avoid a
lot of problems in advance. For example, today's situation, such as the situation of Brain, all of them
didn't know how to deal with it. Teresa even slapped the kid angrily.

"Teresa, since you have said so, I think you really can learn something from the experts."

"I agree with you. Then it's settled."

After getting the consent of Albert and Harris, Teresa was secretly relieved. She turned around and
looked at Bruce.



"Bruce, are you hungry? If you are hungry, we won't wait for daddy, okay?"

She didn't know how long it would take for Enrique to stay upstairs. They couldn't just wait for him to go
downstairs and did nothing.

"Bruce, are you hungry? Let's have dinner first, okay?"

Even if it wasn't because of Bruce's injury, Harris and Albert didn't want Bruce to be hungry. At the
same time, they didn't know whether Brain was hungry or not. He hadn't eaten anything at noon. Later,
they asked the kitchen to cook a steamed egg for him. If he was hungry, he should eat something,
shouldn't he? He wouldn't be so stubborn as to threaten them with hunger strike.

Standing in front of Brain's room, Enrique pushed the door open and walked in. It was dark in the room,
and there was no sound at all. He turned on the light and saw the little Brain wrapped himself tightly in
quilt, motionless. Enrique stepped forward and pulled the quilt off Brain's body.

"Brain?"

He found that Brain's face was a little red and abnormal. He reached out his hand and touched it. He
felt Brain's face was hot. He took out his phone and called the family doctor. The family doctor knew
that he need to come to the Shen Family again. It was the second time for him to come to the Shen
Family today. He had no choice. It was his boss's order.

"Brain? Brain?"

"Daddy..."

Brain opened his eyes slightly. His head ached and he wanted to sleep.

"Come on, Brain. Let's wash your faces, okay?"



For these two children, Enrique did show his love in the softest way. Just now when he saw that Bruce
was injured, his heart was slightly pulled. But he knew that he could not show it, because of Teresa.
Now, Brain was sick. He gently held Brain in his arms, while his eyes were burning. Teresa...

Brain curled up in Enrique's arms and let him wipe his face gently. The cold towel was so comfortable.
His father was so gentle today, not like his mother. His mother was so fierce today. He really didn't
know the thing he grabbed was the alarm clock. He really didn't mean to hurt that nanny.

"Daddy."

Feeling a little aggrieved, Brain put his head on the shoulder of Enrique. Enrique stretched out his hand
and gently patted on Brain's shoulder, with a flash of pity in his eyes.

"Brain, don't worry. Daddy is here. The doctor will be here soon. Brain will feel better soon."

"Daddy, Brain made mommy angry today. Mommy ignores me now." Brain cried sadly.

Children were fragile mentally when they were sick. Even adults were fragile when they were sick, let
alone children. They needed someone to accompany them and care about them, so that they could
feel the family affection.

"Then why didn't mommy talk to Brain?"

"Because Brain hit Bruce..."

"Brain is elder brother. Do you think it is right for you to hit your younger brother? Especially with a
ring? Do you know that in fact, Bruce is very painful? He can't even see anything now. Do you think he
is pitiful?"

"I... I am not... I..."



Holding Brain in his arms gently, Enrique tried to persuade him. When you faced a child, you couldn't
be anxious with him. You needed to have a good talk to the child. Then the child could understand what
you meant. 'What did Teresa do?'


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