Chapter 278

Han Mo has just walked to the little guy's bed. At this time, the little guy has fallen asleep. After his body recovers, his sleeping posture is the same as at home, turning left and right. All kinds of sleeping positions keep changing. The small hospital bed can't hold Xuanxuan's small body.

Chen Yuehong was worried that the child would kick the quilt and catch cold. The bed and quilt in the hospital were not as big as those in the family, so she sat by the bed and stared at the child. As long as there were signs that her little arms and legs came out of the quilt, she quickly covered the little guy again.

Just about to sit down, the little guy kicked his calf out. Chen Yuehong quickly stood up and moved his leg to the quilt. After looking at the child, it seems that she is asleep and doesn't move. Chen Yuehong sits down slowly again. Her ass is next to the chair. Not for a while, a small arm is thrown out of the quilt. Chen Yuehong quickly puts her small arm into the quilt.

Han Mo saw all this. He loved his mother and didn't want her to work so hard, but he also knew that even if he asked her to go back to rest, she would never go back. He shook his head helplessly.

At this time, the mobile phone screen lights up. Han Mo was afraid of affecting the little guy's sleep, so he turned the mobile phone to silent mode. At the moment, Shuya's name is beating on the screen.

Han Mo quickly walked out of the ward and connected the phone.

"Is the child asleep?" After connecting the phone, Shuya's first words floated into Han Mo's ears.

Han Mo stood at the door of the ward and glanced inside, "asleep."

"Are you busy tonight?" Shuya asked tentatively.

"OK, not very busy." Han Mo hesitated to answer.

Shuya curled her lips. In fact, she wanted Han Mo to say she was busy, so at least she didn't call her because she was busy. "Then why... Didn't you call me."

Han Mo reacted and Shuya asked him if he was busy. Han Mo doesn't want to tell Shuya that her child is ill. If her condition doesn't improve, he must tell Shuya. After all, she is the child's mother, but now she can only eat and sleep. She can be discharged after another day of observation tomorrow. Tell Shuya at this time that she will come right away.

Han Mo didn't want Shu Ya, who had been busy all day, to run to the hospital again, and the children were already asleep. It was useless for her to come. Thinking of this, Han Mo took a few steps to the corridor, "I was about to call, and your phone came in. Today, the child slept a little late, so there was no time."

It wasn't a big deal to call later. Han Moken explained and Shuya accepted it all. "I only have two announcements tomorrow. I have time to play with Xuanxuan at home in the evening." I haven't seen the child for a few days. Shuya thought about it.

Han Mo didn't know whether he could leave the hospital tomorrow night, so he hesitated. He just wanted to persuade Shuya not to come tomorrow. The day after tomorrow, he heard a dull noise in the ward, and then his father's voice, "Yuehong, wake up, Yuehong, Yuehong."

Han Mo's heart sank and hurried into the ward. He saw that Han Jun had put Chen Yuehong up, and even hugged and dragged her on the escort bed. According to the people, she pinched the tiger's mouth and did it again. The old lady slowly opened her eyes.

When Han Mo ran into the ward with his mobile phone, he saw this scene.

"I'll call a doctor." After a word, Han Mo ran out of the hospital again.

The doctors on duty were at their posts and soon followed Han Mo back to the ward.

"Aunt may also be infected with the flu. This is the pediatrics department. You need to take her downstairs and let the doctor there check and make sure." The doctor on duty gave the old lady a simple examination and said seriously.

Han Mo felt his head buzzing and took a cold breath.

"Just now your mother felt uncomfortable. She endured it all the time. I was afraid you were worried. I thought it would be all right to endure all day. Unexpectedly..." the old man sighed.

To send his mother downstairs, whether it's the flu or not, someone needs to accompany him. He can't leave people upstairs, so Han Mo can't help but let his father accompany Xuanxuan upstairs. He contacted the nurse downstairs to send the semi unconscious old lady downstairs.

At this time, I really hate myself why I can't have a separate body to take care of both children and my mother.

Just arrived downstairs, because it was originally in the inpatient department, and the personnel in all aspects were in place quickly. Here, the comatose old lady was pushed down, and the doctors and nurses downstairs were ready.

Han Mo looked at the doctor to examine his mother. He hated himself why he had found that he didn't care about her much when he saw that his mother was a little uncomfortable at that time. He even made his mother faint.

Han Mo, who is anxiously waiting for the inspection results at the moment, is worried more than when he was waiting for the little guy's inspection results just now.

He suddenly found that no matter how many achievements he had, he was so helpless in the face of disease. Now he just hopes that his father can be healthy and don't fall down again.

After the doctor's examination, he came out. "It's not flu, it's pneumonia. There's just a ward. You live in first. You're old and have poor resistance. Stay in the hospital for observation. Now I'll prescribe medicine and infusion immediately."

It's not the flu. Han Mo's hanging heart relaxed a little, but pneumonia can't be ignored. My mother is old, and any minor disease may evolve into a major disease, not to mention pneumonia.

Han Mo went through the hospitalization formalities for his mother again.

Chen Yuehong fell asleep in bed. She had endured it before. Just now the doctor measured that she had a fever of 39.1 degrees. No one knows how the old lady endured to take good care of her granddaughter under such a high fever, and only made the people around her feel that she was just a little uncomfortable.

After losing the liquid and lying in bed, Chen Yuehong's body is much more comfortable than before. She slowly opens her eyes and stares at Han Mo's eye mask. Her body suddenly wants to sit up. Han Mo quickly presses down her mother and doesn't let her get up. She still has a needle in her hand.

"Here you are. Where's the child?" Chen Yuehong wanted to speak loudly, but her voice stuck in her throat and became a violent cough.

Han Mo didn't want the old lady to worry, so he quickly said, "it's all right. My father is upstairs."

"Can your father do it alone? No, you go back. I don't care. You go back and look after the children." The old lady pushed Han Mo to let him go.

The old lady lay pushing him. Han Mo was particularly worried that the needle would leak for a while. He suddenly grabbed Chen Yuehong's arm. "Mom, you are so sick. Can you stop thinking about others and finish the needle here?" This was the first time Han Mo spoke loudly with his mother after his parents came to Beidu. His expression was very serious.

"That's someone else. That's my baby granddaughter." Chen Yuehong explained, and then she was silent.

Han Mo also felt that his tone of voice was a little inappropriate. He softened down and coaxed him and said, "the children are asleep. What can I do? You should take care of your illness first, or what can you do when the child wakes up tomorrow?"

Chen Yuehong also felt that what her son said was reasonable, so she didn't insist any more.

Han Mo poured a cup of hot water for the old lady and said painfully, "Mom, you have such a high fever. Why don't you tell me."

"Hey, the children are so ill. I'll tell you again. I'm also sick. Isn't it adding to the trouble?"

Han Mo listened to his mother and shook his head helplessly.

There was a rapid footsteps outside the door, and the high-heeled shoes made a clattering sound when they rubbed against the ground. The sound was getting closer and closer.

Han Mo felt familiar when he heard the footsteps, and subconsciously looked back at the door.