When Shu Yao came downstairs, she looked at the time. It was more than eight o'clock.
She knows Jiang Wenyi hasn't left yet. She gets up so late and hasn't prepared breakfast. She doesn't know how to be scolded by her mother-in-law again!
Not waiting to worry, as soon as I came downstairs, I saw Jiang Wenyi sitting quietly on the sofa in a daze.
Shu Yao was stunned, didn't dare to disturb, and went straight to the kitchen.
The nanny and the housekeeper looked at her with some hesitation, obviously hesitant, and looked so nervous.
She frowned in wonder. What's the matter?
Before she asked, the housekeeper and the nanny found an excuse and ran out of the kitchen.
Obviously, he was hiding from her. He frowned. He was not the God of plague. As for this?
What's the matter?
Before her doubts took root, Jiang Wenyi, who had been silent for a long time, stood up, walked to the kitchen and opened her mouth, "Shu Yao, don't be busy! Go upstairs and see Zheng ER!"
Zheng er?
She was stunned and heard her mother-in-law say, "Zheng Er had a stomachache last night and kept crying. Dr. Lin gave him an injection and fell asleep in the morning. He tossed about last night and had a fever!"
what!
Shu Yao was startled by her flustered look and ran upstairs quickly.
When he came to the baby room, his son was still sleeping in the small bed. He just had a red face. His breathing was not smooth, as if he was inflamed.
Shu Yao picked up her son and touched his little head. It was burning hot!
She didn't dare to delay any longer. She quickly changed her clothes and walked out with her son in her bag.
As soon as I came out, I met Li Chenxi.
The tall figure was dressed in a light colored home clothes. She looked casual, a little lazy and a little tired. Looking at her hurried walking with her son, she asked, "what's the matter with ZHENG'ER?"
Shu Yao doesn't know what to say. She can't sign with her son. She doesn't know what to do.
Li Chenxi came over directly, looked at his son, raised his hand and covered the child's small forehead. When he felt that the temperature was terrible, his pupils shrank very much, and hurriedly said, "take the child to the hospital! I'll let the housekeeper prepare the car!"
Shu Yao nodded, took her son and went downstairs.
Li Chenxi gave an order, and the housekeeper dared not neglect it. He drove and waited outside.
He went downstairs to look at Jiang Wenyi and said, "Zheng Er has a fever. Why don't you tell me?"
"Didn't you sleep with her? Didn't you hear the child cry so loudly?" Jiang Wenyi asked.
Li Chenxi frowned helplessly. It may be that there was also a calming element in his infusion medicine. He was just tired. He held Shu Yao until dawn and didn't hear anything in the middle
Jiang Wenyi sighed, "Hey, so you can't look at your children. You're too young to trust your children!"
Shu Yi rushed to the hospital with her son in her arms. She hung up the number in pediatrics. After all kinds of examinations, she took the child to the ward for infusion.
Zheng Er has been making trouble all night. At this time, although he is uncomfortable, he is tired and shrinks in his mother's arms. He doesn't want to move. It can be seen that his white and tender face is pale and so lively on weekdays. At this time, he is unhappy, which makes Shu Yao more distressed.
She hugged her son, kissed the child's small face repeatedly, and blamed herself again and again. She must not do this in the future. It must be because the child didn't eat.
When Jiang Wenyi insisted on giving the child cake, she should stop it. Zheng er's stomach is not very good. He can't eat too much at will, otherwise he will have a stomachache!
Lin Mobai inadvertently passed by outside the ward. Seeing her sitting inside, he knocked on the door and asked with concern, "Shu Yao, what's the matter with the child?"
Shu Yao put down ZHENG'ER. Her anxious face was filled with guilt. She said in sign language, "ZHENG'ER is ill and has been suffering from stomach and fever."
"How could this happen?" Lin Mobai walked over, bent over and looked at the little guy on the bed, stretched out his hand towards him, and coaxed him softly, "little baby, why are you sick? Are you greedy?"
Zheng Er pouted, obviously because of fever, uncomfortable and didn't want to talk to others.
Lin Mobai touched his little head and said softly, "it's all right. The fever will soon subside after the infusion. Zheng Er will be fine. Don't worry!"
Shu Yi sighed, hoping that the child would recover as soon as possible. If his child was careless, his mother's heart would suffer.
Lin Mobai had something else to do, so he left the ward first.
When I came back, it was half an hour later.
He took a cup of milk tea and handed it to Shu Yao. "Haven't you had breakfast yet? Drink something first to warm your stomach."
Then he took another pack of ice, wrapped it in a dry towel and put it on Zheng er's head.
"Physical cooling and fever reduction can be faster. Zheng Er is still small. It's all right. It'll be fine in a minute!" He tried to comfort.
Shu Yao nodded gratified and thanked him for his kindness.
Lin Mobai smiled, "you and I don't have to be so polite! ZHENG'ER, I remember when you held him last time, he was so small, and now he has grown up!"
Shu Yao said in sign language, "Zheng Er can speak already! He can walk!"
Although I didn't walk very well.
Lin Mobai was surprised, "Wow, what a great progress! It seems that Zheng Er will grow into a little man and protect his mother in a few years!"
She smiled and looked forward to her child growing up day by day, which is probably the greatest wish of every mother.
The two chatted and said a few words. The door of the ward was suddenly pushed open by an external force. Li Chenxi appeared at the door in a cold way. His cold eyes swept over them, with a thick smile at the bottom of his eyes.
But the smile is too strong. It seems that it can drown people.
He slowly stepped in, glanced at Lin Mobai, put one hand in his trouser pocket and said, "Dr. Lin seems very free! He can still chat with patients during work!"
Lin Mobai stood up and politely said, "I can't talk about chatting, but it's OK for old friends to talk about the past. After all, it's rare to meet!"
"Is it rare?" Li Chenxi's thick eyebrows in the distant mountains frowned, "Shu Yao has come to the hospital ten times, and can meet you nine times!"
Lin Mobai coldly hooked his lips and said, "if Li Dong can spend more time with Shu Yao and his children, even if I want to spare time, I'm afraid it's not easy!"
Inside and outside, Li Chenxi complained that he was too cold to Shu Yao!
He nodded slightly. It's rare to know, "well, now she and her child have me, Dr. Lin, please!"
Lin Mobai smiled, looked at Shu Yu with deep eyes, and told her to take good care of ZHENG'ER before she left the ward.
When there were only two people left, Shu Yao was a little embarrassed in the empty room. He sat there cramped, holding his son's small hand and looking at the ground with low eyes.
"What did you just chat with him, so happy?" Li Chenxi lived high and down, suddenly questioned, and made Shu Yao stunned.
I don't know how to answer at all.
In silence, the little guy lying on the bed blinked his big eyes, tilted his head and looked at Li Chenxi. Suddenly, he said, "Baba!"
Li Chenxi tightened his eyebrows and looked at his son on the bed, "what do you call me?"
Zheng Er blinked his big black and white eyes, stared at him and said nothing!
Li Chenxi sat down, took the little guy in his arms with his long arm, and asked, "call again!"
ZHENG'ER flattened his mouth and looked not very interested. It seemed that he didn't want to cry any more!
It was so small that Chenxi couldn't help laughing, "smelly boy, call again!"