"What's the matter?" Ji Chengfeng and Ji Cunxi come together.
Ji Qianchen takes the baby out of the stroller.
I found the child's whole body was boiling hot, like a stove.
"Come on, call the family doctor." Ji Chengfeng immediately told the servant to call for someone.
The family doctor immediately came over, opened the child's eyelids and looked at it. Then he used the stethoscope to observe the pulse and the thermometer to observe the child's temperature.
When the thermometer was taken out, the doctor was frightened. "Thirty nine degrees, the child's fever is very serious. Maybe he should be rushed to the hospital for examination. The equipment here is limited."
"Well, how can I have a fever?"
"I don't know. The child's clothes are thick all the time. I didn't take him out to have a hairdryer. These two days are good."
Ji Chengfeng's anxious explanation.
"Dad, Ling Xiaohan and I will take our children to the hospital first. Let's go first."
"Elder sister, let's go too." Ji Cunxi suggested.
"No, maybe it's just a fever. Take a rest. Too many people are troublesome. "
Ji Qianchen walked out with the child in his arms.
Ling Xiaohan followed, frowning. Though he didn't speak, he could see that he was worried and nervous.
Rob drove them to the hospital.
Arrived at the hospital for a series of authoritative examinations.
The doctor told Ji Qianchen and Ling Xiaohan that the child had a high fever caused by viral infection.
It's caused by children's acclimatization and other reasons.
The child needs to stay in hospital for three days and drop some drops to cool down.
Arranged the best ward for Ling Yichen.
Ji Qianchen holds the baby and lies on the bed.
The nurse came in to give Ling Yichen an injection.
The child's drip was on the head.
When the slender needle was pulled out and ready to stab Ling Yichen's head, Ji Qianchen was afraid to see it.
Ling Xiaohan stands on the edge of the bed, stretches out a hand and covers Ji Qianchen's eyes.
"Don't look if you're afraid."
"I'm not afraid. I'm afraid my son will cry."
"There's no needle that doesn't cry."
Ling Xiaohan is also distressed.
Such a small child, there are a lot of drops waiting for him.
But his heartache is always in his heart, and he will not have any verbal comfort for the child.
The needle pierced the blood vessels in the child's head.
Ling Yichen cried loudly, and was pleasantly surprised by his lethargy.
His hands and feet began to move, Ji Qianchen tightly held the child in his arms and didn't let him move. "Baby, don't cry, don't hurt, don't hurt, don't hurt. You have to be strong. Only injection, you can get rid of the fever, and you can recover."
"Wow Wow. "
The child's face was red with tears, and his head was blue with sinews.
The needle went in and the nurse stuck his head with a white confession.
Looking at the four or five bottles of super large liquid medicine on the table, Ji Qianchen is in great pain.
Adults can't stand this, let alone such a small child.
The pain passed, and the child did not cry. He lay quietly in Ji Qianchen's arms. He did not cry or make noise. His eyelids were drooping. He did not laugh anymore. He had no energy.
Ling Xiaohan sends rob back to Ling's house. He asks the housekeeper to send two servants to bring all the things they need for hospitalization.
"Why are you bringing so many things here?" Ji Qianchen sits on the bed and looks at Ling Xiaohan.
"You stay in hospital with your son, and I stay in hospital with you. So we live with three of us. "
Ling Xiaohan sits down on the sofa beside the hospital bed.
"What's good in this hospital? It's all the smell of disinfectant water. If you are busy with business, go back first. I'll accompany my son in the hospital and come back when the fever goes down."
"Am I the kind of person who leaves his wife and children behind?" Ling Xiaohan picked up a magazine from the tea table and leaned on the sofa to read it quietly.
From Ji Qianchen's perspective, his face is exquisitely contoured, like the perfect sculpture of God.
The sun slants out of the window, which makes him charming.
What's more, his mouth always makes people angry and funny.
"It's just that you don't have to be in the hospital. How can it be so serious?"
"To me, it's so serious. What to eat in the evening? Think about it first. Let rob buy it later. "
"Just a light one."
"You think it's you who's sick?" Ling Xiaohan didn't look away from the magazine, but he told Ji Qianchen off.
"It's also a mistake for me to eat something light?"
"You need physical fitness. If he can't get rid of the fever in the next three days, you will be very tired."
"So?"
"I'll have rob bring you a nutritious meal."
Ling Xiaohan put down the magazine, got up, sat in front of the hospital bed, and looked at the sleepy little Yichen in her arms."Why do you ask me when you've decided for me?"
"It's just a routine inquiry, so you don't say I'm strong."
"But you've made a different decision for me?" Ji Qianchen really can't understand this man.
Obviously is a domineering paranoid and strong man, but also pretend to respect his wife.
"It's for you."
"I have no secondment."
"Well, darling."
Ling Xiaohan patted her head, doting on her voice.
"You touch the dog."
Ji Qianchen, seeing his son's pain and bad mood, wanted to fight with him.
"Maybe it's a cat."
"I'm still a pig."
"The pig's hair is not so strong!"
"Poof..."
Ji Qianchen would like to know how he died in this life. Absolutely, he was pissed off by this man.
After an hour.
The housekeeper and the servant brought all the things they needed these days, including the children of their husband and wife.
Rob, by the way, helped them order their meal back.
Mammy asked for leave because something happened in her hometown.
So I didn't come.
"Young master, young lady, after supper, I've put them on the tea table. Go and have them. I'll hold the baby." Rob spread out his hand to pick up Ji Qianchen's child.
"You Is that all right? "
Ji didn't trust rob very much.
A man in his thirties who has no girlfriend.
"Young lady, you can't despise me. I used to teach early."
In order to prove that he can, rob also said about his previous early lessons.
"You don't even have children. What early lessons do you have?"
"What the master asked for, he said, is a necessary course for special aid." After hearing this, Ji Qianchen slowly raised a smile from the corner of his lips, and looked at Ling Xiaohan with his eyes fixed. "You even let your special assistant go to the early education class. Do you have any humanity? Why don't you go? "
"Young lady, young master also went to school. We went to class together." Rob can't change the habit of talking too much.
Said it in a breath.
"Cough, when did he get on? How can I not know?" Ji Qianchen wants to admire Ling Xiaohan more and more.
It turns out that he also made efforts for this child, not as indifferent as he appeared.
"When you are a moon, young lady."
"Rob, I think you need a roll of tape."
Ling Xiaohan thinks rob has too much to say, and gives him a fierce look.
Rob shut his mouth honestly.
He is good at anything, but he talks too much.