Jing Qian could not say the specific date, only knew that the snow should have a birthday.
South Lin Mo ponders for a while, and asks again, "that Jing Qian's birthday hasn't arrived yet?"
Little hand pulled the tissue in his hand, wiped a little oily mouth, said vaguely, "mummy said, Jingqian's birthday is coming soon."
It's coming, which means the baby's birthday is around February or March.
He secretly calculated that when Xi Muyan went abroad, it was July. At that time, Jiangcheng was already very hot.
At that time, Xi Muyan just told him that she was pregnant, but she didn't say how long she was pregnant. However, when she left, her stomach did not swell up, so she should be pregnant soon.
The more I think about it, the more excited I am.
He glanced at the two men who were chatting with each other happily, but his eyes showed a continuous helplessness. He pursed his thin lips and put his eyes on the children.
After dinner, several men in the study chatting about business, Jing Qian by Aunt Wang back to the bedroom to take a nap.
About fifteen minutes later, Aunt Wang rushed in without even knocking on the door, her face a little white.
"Sir, master Jingqian, he He... "
Xi Muqiao suddenly stood up. The seat behind him scratched across the floor and made a piercing sound. He strode to Aunt Wang and grabbed Aunt Wang's arm.
"What happened to Jing Qian?"
"When I gave Jing Qian a bath, I found that he had a lot of red spots on his body. He was itching, and the whole person was listless, crying and saying that he was uncomfortable and wanted to vomit..."
Before Aunt Wang finished speaking, Xi Muqiao had already started to run out with long legs, followed by Mo and Ji Su in the south.
In the master bedroom.
The child lying on Chuang, consciousness has been blurred, from time to time retch twice, white face has been covered with erythema, Jingqian's skin is white, dense erythema is very obvious, looks particularly frightening.
It was an accident when taking a bath. Jing Qian was not dressed. Aunt Wang covered herself with a quilt and rushed to find Xi Muqiao.
Xi Muqiao was also frightened by the child. He leaned over and patted Jing Qian's little face. He called in a low voice, "Jing Qian, Jing Qian, I'm my uncle. Can you hear me?"
On weekdays that pair of smart and clear eyes closed, no reaction, this let Xi Muqiao flustered, the whole person seems to be drained of strength in general, the whole body soft fierce.
Unable to dress the child, simuccio clenched his teeth and held him up with a velvet quilt. At the moment, his eyes were scarlet, and his hands shaking in his arms.
In the morning, the child, who was in a good mood when he was brought out, was lying in his arms with no anger at the moment. The red spots on his small face made his heart dull and painful.
If, if Jing Qian really had something wrong, how should he explain to Mu Yan.
"Call Mingyang quickly."
Ji Su followed him and called Huo Mingyang.
On the first day of the new year's day, Huo Mingyang was not in the hospital. When he heard that there was a problem with the child, he did not have time to ask in detail. He picked up the car key and called the emergency department of the hospital.
In the car.
South facing Mo ruthlessly stepped on the accelerator, eyes constantly glancing at the rearview mirror, now he is no better than Xi Muqiao, his face is white as paper, and his body's cold sweat has been layer by layer.
It's very rare for him to step on the accelerator at full speed on the road. It's like stepping on the car at the bottom of the road.
Ji Suze, sitting in the co pilot's seat, called Yuan Sufei and his party about the situation. After thinking about it, he called Qiao mu.
Xi Muqiao saw that the child's eyelashes were still moving, and kept calling out the child's name.
He opened the quilt on the child's body. The erythema on his small white body was more severe than that on his face. There was no intact place on his whole body.
The original 40 minutes' journey was cut by half by Nanlin mo.
Huo Mingyang and several people arrived almost at the same time. The emergency doctors and nurses were waiting at the door of the hospital. Huo Mingyang had no time to ask carefully and opened the child's eyelids to have a look.
His face was so tense that he pushed the child into the emergency room.
In the middle, a nurse came out to ask questions and tell the child about the current situation.
Words such as erythema, loss of consciousness and sharp drop in blood pressure made several men who were used to seeing the world pale.
I can't imagine that the child who was alive and kicking an hour ago and bared his little white teeth to call their father godfather is now lying in the emergency room.
"Who are your children's family members?"
Simuccio leaned against the wall and gasped, "I am."
What does the nurse keep recording, "according to the symptoms, the initial diagnosis is that the child is allergic, what has the child eaten recently, and does the child have any history of allergy?"
There is no allergy history, simuccio is not clear, a few people look at each other, said what the child had eaten.
Things are relatively miscellaneous, it is difficult to determine what is the cause of allergy, laboratory results will not come out for a while, which has a very big obstacle to rescue.Xi Muqiao takes out his mobile phone and calls Xi Muyan.
"Simuccio!"
When they heard the reputation, they saw Lin Wei pushing Qiao Mu to come here.
Xi Muqiao didn't move, still leaning against the wall, not that he didn't want to move, but his legs were very weak. He never thought that he would be scared when his legs were soft.
Qiao Mu's home is not far from the hospital. When she went out, she just met a kind-hearted person. When she heard that there was an accident at home, she immediately sent them to the hospital, and all the money was confiscated.
Qiao Mu did not care that Lin Wei was behind him. He held his hand and anxiously asked, "what is Jing Qian doing? How did he come to the hospital?"
"The doctor said it was an allergy. We don't know what the child is allergic to. The test results will not come out for a while."
Allergy? Qiao Mu eyebrows a wrinkle, suddenly think of that Xi Muyan explain Jing Qian life on some matters needing attention.
Qiao Mu looked up to several people and said, "it's seafood. Jing Qian is allergic to seafood. Did you give him seafood?"
Smell speech, has been leaning on the wall, no words of the south facing Mo suddenly pale, his throat dry fierce, waste a good big force to say, "I give him, eat squid and shrimp."
"That's it." Qiao Mu turned to the nurse and said, "the child is allergic to seafood."
The nurse nodded, quickly recorded it, and then turned into the emergency room.
In the winter, Lin Wei was sweating, her chest was constantly fluctuating, and her mood fluctuated greatly. "It's just allergies. Why did you get into the emergency room?"
Qiao Mu took Lin Wei's hand, looked at her purple lips again, and said, "Mom, don't be so agitated. You sit down and breathe deeply. If you have an accident again, we will be in a mess now It is. "
Lin Wei nodded, sat down and tried to calm down.
Qiao Mu sighed and looked at the light on the emergency room, but his heart was desolate.
She has seen a lot of cases, allergy, serious can cause death.