That evening, when Yan Luoluo went to meet Yan qingfan, he suddenly found that his son's face was not right, and his lips were dry and pale.
Frightened, she quickly touched her son's forehead, and the palm of her hand was hot.
Two eyes collided in the air, the atmosphere slightly embarrassed.
She is a little inexplicable, looking at the way, just on the female experts look at the line of sight.
Yan Luoluo didn't pay much attention to her. She walked directly towards her. Halfway through, she suddenly felt that there was a gaze staring at her.
The work card on the mirror and white coat says: * expert.
As soon as she got out of the ward, Yan Luoluo met a middle-aged female doctor in the corridor. She was in her fifties, with a pair of old flowers on her nose.
she got up and went out with a kettle, intending to pick up a pot of hot water first.
Dripping, Yan qingfan soon fell asleep, Yan Luoluo just picked up the kettle to pour him a glass of water, suddenly found that the kettle was empty.
It is estimated that this is the only way to relieve his suffering temporarily.
Yan Luoluo frowned and her eyes were sore. She stopped talking and scanned the ward. She stood up to go to the bathroom and prepared a wet towel to cover Yan qingfan's forehead.
But the expression on his face was still so painful.
Yan qingfan sensible, don't want to let Yan Luoluo worry, so nodded, said: "much better."
Yan Luoluo sat beside the hospital bed, looking at his son's miserable little appearance anxiously, and asked: "Fanfan, is it better now?"
Yan qingfan was lying on the hospital bed. When he opened his eyes, he felt weak. Soon a nurse came in and gave him a drip. After taking his temperature, he went out again.
Yan Luoluo was even more distressed. She went through the hospitalization procedures according to the doctor's instructions.
Hospital observation for a period of time, he burned very seriously, coupled with the prevalence of the virus during this period of time, a careless may be infected.
The doctor gives Yan qingfan a physical examination, and suggests that Yan qingfan stay first
and arrive at the hospital. Yan Luoluo holds Yan qingfan, quickly hangs up the number, and takes him into the consulting room.
Yan qingfan nodded weakly: "I know."
"Fanfan, it's a good thing that you can think for the teacher, but fever is also a very serious thing. If you encounter discomfort again in the future, you must tell the teacher immediately, otherwise Mommy will be very distressed, you know?"
Smell speech, Yan Luoluo and for the son's sensible feel gratified, but also love the son is not divided into sensible.
Yan qingfan head dizzy, leaning back in the chair, said: "teachers are so busy, I don't want to trouble them."
Looking at Yan qingfan's appearance, it is estimated that he is not suffering for a while and a half. He must have suffered a long time ago, but why doesn't he tell the teacher?
She anxiously looks at Yan qingfan and drives him to the hospital.
"Fanfan, you have a fever! Why don't you talk to the teacher? "
Yan Luoluo took the lead to stop, covered up his embarrassment and asked, "what's the matter with you, please?"
If it's OK, why stare at yourself?
At this time, the female expert also realized that her behavior just now was very impolite. She laughed, looked away and said, "sorry, I just think you are like an old friend of mine, so I can't help looking at you more. I hope you don't mind."