Chapter 570

A little boy ran around and accidentally bumped into her. He sat down on the ground. Maybe he hurt and burst into tears.

"What are you doing?" The boy's parents came over and yelled at the girl. She was stunned. She didn't do anything.

"I, I didn't... it was my brother who fell down..." the girl explained timidly.

"Not my child!" The girl's grandmother also said quickly.

"If she didn't stand in the way here, how could my son fall?" The boy's parents looked contemptuously at their grandparents and grandchildren, dressed like beggars.

"Grandma..." the little girl shed tears, hugged her grandmother's leg and shriveled her mouth wrongfully.

Guo Xiang couldn't see it anymore. "We all saw that it was your child who bumped into someone else. Why did you scold him if you didn't apologize?" Guo Xiang said.

The boy's parents took a look at Guo Xiang and saw several doctors there. They angrily said "mind your own business" and took the boy aside.

Guo Xiang went over and took out a candy from his pocket. "Good boy, don't cry. Aunt will give you sugar."

The little girl stopped crying at the sight of sugar, her eyes lit up, but she didn't dare to answer.

Looking at her grandmother, the old lady was sad, "thank you, aunt!"

"Thank you, aunt!" The little girl was so full of milk that she was distressed to hear Guo Xiang.

"Good boy!" Guo Xiang touched the little girl's head.

At this time, a nurse came to give the child an injection. The little girl was afraid and hid behind her grandmother.

"Come on, aunt, help you fight. It won't hurt!" Guo Xiang took the needle.

The little girl shook her head with fear in her eyes.

"I'm not afraid. The injection doesn't hurt, aunt. I won't lie to you. Come on, give you another sugar. " Guo Xiang took out another candy. The little girl was excited when she saw that there was still sugar. Eat the candy well. She had never eaten it before.

Finally, the little girl didn't resist the temptation of sugar and came over.

"Give the injection obediently. If you get it earlier, you can go home earlier and play with other children!" Guo Xiang said while skillfully inserting the infusion needle into the child's hand. The child's hand shrank and didn't move.

It really doesn't hurt. It doesn't hurt as much as the nurse's sister. Yesterday, the nurse's sister pricked it several times.

"They don't play with me and say my mother is a fool..." the little girl blinked her big eyes and said.

Guo Xiang was stunned. His nose was a little sour. He should have been naive and romantic, but he was full of inferiority complex. He was really distressed and helpless.

"Dr. Cui, I'll pay her medical expenses first." Guo Xiang stood up and said.

"Then... All right." Dr. Cui doesn't know what to say. There are many such families. Where can we help them?

"Thank you, doctor. Thank you. When my old man comes, he will return the money to you." The old lady looked grateful.

Guo Xiang smiled and didn't say no. of course, she wouldn't accept the money when the old man really brought it. She also wanted to give them some more money to make their life easier.

If possible, you can also help your child. I hope she can grow up happily and will no longer have low self-esteem and become cheerful and confident in the future.

After checking the room, several people walked out of the ward. Anzehan sighed and said, "the child's mother is a fool, that's psychosis. Is there a genetic probability?"

"Not necessarily, but it is still higher than the general man-machine rate." Dr. Cui said, "but the child is still very clever. I'm afraid the environment will have a great impact on her in the future."

Guo Xiang was silent for a moment. "Let me help her pad the medical expenses first."

Anzehan watched Guo Xiang go far. "Guo Xiang seemed more emotional after she was pregnant. Before, she was very strong."

"If you want to be a mother, your heart will be soft." Dr. Cui smiled. In fact, pediatrics needs such a doctor. Unfortunately, her major is not pediatrics.

When Guo Xiang walked back to the clinic, he saw a parent running over with a six or seven year old child on his back. The child's face was dripping blood on his parents.

"What's the matter?" Guo Xiang hurriedly greeted him.

The child's father put the child down and the blood on the child's nose fell to the ground.

"The child has a nosebleed and can't stop it!" Said the child's father.

The child quickly tilted his head up, as if the nosebleed would not flow down.

"Keep your head down, not up!" Guo Xiang said quickly.

In fact, it is wrong to have nosebleed and look up. It seems that there is less blood flow. In fact, there is no blood. The blood flows to the mouth along the back of the nose. If it flows to the trachea accidentally, it is easy to cause asphyxia.

The normal practice is to lower the head, let the nose blood flow out, and press the nose with your hand, so as to press the blood vessels in the nose to prevent bleeding. In addition, the blood has self coagulation, and the blood will stop after pressing for a long time.

As soon as the child heard this, he lowered his head, his nose blood dripped more seriously, and a small pool of blood accumulated on the ground.

Guo Xiang reached out his hand, pinched the child's nose and shouted to anzehan, "go and get an ice bag."

"Good!" Anzehan was so busy that he went to the nurse station and asked for an ice bag.

Guo Xiang took an ice bag and put it between the child's forehead and the bridge of his nose, in order to shrink the blood vessels in his nose and accelerate hemostasis.

Anzehan took cotton wool and alcohol, stained alcohol with tweezers and wiped the blood off the child's mouth and face.

After several minutes, the blood finally stopped and Guo Xiang let go.

Your hands are full of blood. Go and wash them before you come back.

"How's it going?" When Guo Xiang came back, Dr. Cui was already showing the child with nosebleed.

"It doesn't seem to be the first time I have nosebleed. I used to have nosebleed, but it's a little frequent recently, and sometimes it's hard to stop it." Said anzehan, frowning.

"And doctor, look at him..." the child's father rolled up the child's trouser legs, "look!"

Guo Xiang saw that the child's legs were black and blue, as if he had been beaten.

"At first, we thought the child was bullied outside. We asked him if he said no, asked him if he fell somewhere and said no, and always said that his leg hurt. What's the matter?" The child's father asked anxiously.

Guo Xiang's heart clattered. Isn't it what he thought?

"Does the child often have a fever recently?" Asked Guo Xiang.

"Yes, how do you know?" The child's father was surprised, "but the fever is not very serious, that is, the fever is low, and we are better after it, so we don't take it seriously..."

Dr. Cui frowned, "check the blood first!"

"Doctor, what's wrong with my child?" The child's father asked.

"This... It's hard to say now." Dr. Cui shook his head.

"Can't it be leukemia?" An Zehan asked Guo Xiang quietly. She stared at him, "don't talk nonsense!"

But she also had a bad feeling in her heart.

"What do you say, leukaemia and leukaemia?" The child's father heard it and was surprised. The tall man sat on the ground with red eyes.

"Don't listen to his nonsense. The blood hasn't been tested yet?" Dr. Cui glared at an Zehan. He touched his nose. He also speculated according to the symptoms. He had been very quiet. Unexpectedly, he was heard by the child's father.