Chapter 1049

"Little boy, little boy Qi is just born. He can't play with toys at all." Rob reminds Ling Yichen.

"But if you can't play, you can't give it away? Daddy, I know you didn't go to buy me toys, did you? " Ling Yichen grabs Ling Xiaohan's trouser leg, and his voice suddenly lowers a little.

Ling Xiaohan heard his son's voice, and his heart was full of bitterness.

It's not a good thing to have a son who is too smart.

He has the maturity he shouldn't have at this age, but he also bears the pain that other children can't understand.

Ling Xiaohan crouches down and opens his arms. "Come here, let dad hug him."

Ling Yichen goes to Ling Xiaohan's arms and lets him pick up.

Ling Xiaohan holds him and stands up. Ling Yichen feels tall and tall.

"Dad, you really love yechen, don't you?"

"I love your mother."

Ling Xiaohan takes him inside.

"But I was born by mommy, so of course you love yechen. Don't worry, daddy. Yechen is OK. He will grow up healthy, healthy and safe." Ling Yichen's two little hands are open and close to Ling Xiao's cold cheek.

Ling Xiao's cold face raised a smile, "well, believe you."

Take Ling Yichen back to the living room.

Ji Qianchen is sitting on the sofa reading a book about the principles of viral medicine.

Ling Xiaohan holds Ling Yichen and sits beside her.

"Back? What did you do? " Ji Qianchen didn't even raise his head. His eyes were fixed on the book.

As if the book were more attractive than the father and son.

"If you don't do anything, just hang out."

Ling Xiaohan didn't want to tell Ji Qianchen that he was in a hurry to find someone.

Only when he gets accurate good news can he say it again.

"Aren't you the last to hang out?"

"And when did you change from a designer to a doctor?"

Ling Xiaohan gently teases Ji Qianchen.

Ji Qianchen closed the medical book in his hand and looked up at Ling Xiaohan. "I know I have no talent in this field, but I still want to find a way to solve the virus principle of Yichen."

"You don't have to worry about it. I'll find a way."

Ling Xiaohan reached out and stroked the hair in front of his forehead.

"Mommy, it's up to Dad to do it. We all need to believe him."

"Well, your father has a lot of powers. There must be a way."

Ji Qianchen reaches out and pinches Ling Yichen's face.

After pacifying Ling Yichen to sleep, Ji Qianchen and Ling Xiaohan carried the child into the bed in the bedroom, and then they sat on the sofa to talk.

"Tomorrow is the 15th, another tough day."

As soon as Ji Qianchen thought of 12:00 a.m., Ling Yichen might wake up in a nightmare at any time. She was so upset that she couldn't.

She hates Mu ting. Why can't she let go of such a small child.

Tonight is doomed to sleep.

Ji Qianchen leans on Ling Xiaohan's shoulder and feels thoughtful.

"We don't sleep tonight, we stay by the bed, we don't go anywhere."

"Good."

As time went by, Ji Qianchen finally fell asleep on his shoulder.

Ling Xiaohan takes a coat and puts it on her.

The wall clock ticks.

When the pointer points to twelve o'clock, Ling Xiaohan's heart jerks.

Ling Yichen is still sleeping in bed.

But it's not far from the attack.

"Ah..."

Three in the middle of the night.

There was a sharp cry in the room, which made Ji Qianchen, who was leaning on Ling Xiao's cold shoulder, wake up immediately.

"Yechen."

Ji Qianchen quickly opens his suit and rushes to the bedside with Ling Xiaohan.

Ling Yichen closed his eyes painfully. He had a lot of red rashes on his body, which made him itchy.

Her little hands scratched and scratched on her neck and face.

Every time Ji Qianchen would sit beside the bed and hold his restless little hands.

In case he scratched his skin.

"Mommy, it's hard. It's hard."

Ling Yichen's face was red, sweating all over, and he fell into a state of high fever.

Ji Qianchen holds his hand tightly. "Yichen is not afraid. Mummy is here. What should I do? Would you like to call a doctor? "

Seeing his unbearable pain, Ji Qianchen looks at Ling Xiaohan.

Every month before, they had the doctor waiting by, but no one had a way to deal with Ling Yichen's symptoms.

The medicine to get rid of the rash and the medicine to reduce the fever have all been injected to Ling Yichen, but none of them can produce any effect.

"I asked rob to hire someone."

Ling Xiaohan goes out of the room.After about half an hour, Ling's symptoms became more and more obvious.

Hear the cry.

Qi Yan and Cheng Cheng Cheng rush in from the next room, "is Yichen back? Call a doctor. "

"It's no use. Don't overdo it."

Ji Qianchen shook his head to silence them.

"Ah What a pain. "

Ling Yichen is biting his lips. He directly breaks the lips and exudes red blood.

Ji Qianchen immediately pulls out the paper towel and wipes the blood on the corner of Ling Yichen's mouth.

"Honey, don't bite yourself. Please, don't bite yourself, OK?"

Qi Yan and Cheng Cheng Cheng are watching from one side, and they are heartbroken.

Usually Ling Yichen looks alive and well. Now when he encounters a virus attack, the whole person is weak and pale.

"Ah, it's itchy. Mommy, I'm itchy. Please help me scratch it. Help me scratch it."

Ling Yichen kept rolling around on the bed. Ji Qianchen was afraid that he would fall under the bed.

Knock knock knock knock.

The door knocks.

Ling Xiaohan and rob walk into the door, followed by a woman in a white coat and carrying a medicine box.

This is Anne.

Annie saw Ling Yichen on the bed, immediately put down the medicine box and went to the bed, took out a chemical from the medicine box, sucked it out with a syringe and prepared to inject Ling Yichen.

Ji Qianchen immediately stopped her. "What kind of medicine is this?"

The color of this medicine is red. Ji Qianchen is not sure, so he stops Anne.

After Anne was stopped, she turned to Ji Qianchen and said, "I don't believe it. What else can I do for your son? I can't make sure that he will recover, but I have the ability to stabilize him and relieve his pain for a while. "

Ji Qianchen looks at Ling Xiaohan.

Ling Xiaohan shakes his head and tells Ji Qianchen not to stop him.

Ji Qianchen just let go of his hand and let Annie go.

Anne, who came to the bedside, reached out and held Ling Yichen's hand, then injected the medicine into his hand.

After the liquid medicine is injected in, Ling Yichen is not so noisy.

Although the rash didn't fall, the itching seemed better, and Ling Yichen's cry weakened.

Ji Qianchen saw that his son was better, and he was very happy. "Yichen, are you comfortable? Will you wake up and see Mommy? "

"You can't wake him up. His current consciousness has been swallowed by the virus, and he won't wake up until morning at the latest, but the rash can't go on. Only after the 15th, it's the characteristic of the rash virus." Annie explained to Ji Qianchen carefully.