Chapter 238

Jing Qian couldn't give a specific date. He only knew that it was time to celebrate his birthday when it snowed.

Nanlin Mo thought for a while and asked, "hasn't Jing Qian's birthday come yet?"

The little hand pulled the paper towel in his hand, wiped an oily mouth and said vaguely, "Mommy said, Jingqian's birthday is coming."

It's coming, that is, the child's birthday is around February or March.

He secretly calculated that when Xi Muyan went abroad, it was July. At that time, the river city was very hot.

At that time, Xi Muyan just told him that she was pregnant and didn't say how long she was pregnant, but her stomach didn't swell up when she left. She thought she should be pregnant soon.

The more you think about it, the more excited you are.

He glanced at the two men who talked happily opposite, but there was a continuous helplessness in his eyes. He pursed his thin lips and looked at the child again.

After dinner, several men were chatting about business in the study. Jing Qian was brought back to his bedroom by Aunt Wang for a nap.

About fifteen minutes later, Aunt Wang rushed in without knocking at the door, her face a little white.

"Sir, young master Jing Qian... He..."

Simuccio suddenly stood up. The seat behind him made a stab across the floor. He strode to Aunt Wang and grabbed Aunt Wang's arm.

"What happened to Jing Qian?"

"When I bathed Jing Qian, I found that he had a lot of red spots. He shouted itching. The whole person was Yan Yan, crying and saying that he felt uncomfortable and wanted to vomit..."

Before Aunt Wang finished, simuccio ran out with his long legs, followed by Mo and Ji Su in the south.

In the master bedroom.

When the child was lying in bed, his consciousness was blurred, and he retched from time to time. His white and tender face was already covered with erythema. Jing Qian's skin was white, and the dense erythema was obvious, which looked particularly frightening.

It was an accident while taking a bath. Jing Qian was not dressed yet. Aunt Wang directly covered her with a quilt and hurried to find Xi Muqiao.

Xi Muqiao was also frightened by the child. He leaned over, gently patted Jing Qian's little face and whispered, "Jing Qian, Jing Qian, I'm my uncle, can you hear me?"

On weekdays, his big clear eyes closed tightly without any reaction, which made simuccio panic. The whole person seemed to be evacuated and soft.

Neglecting to dress the child, simuccio clenched his teeth and was picked up with velvet. At the moment, his eyes were scarlet and his hands trembled.

When he brought it out in the morning, the cheerful child was lying in his arms with no anger at the moment. The erythema on his small face made his heart dull and painful.

If so, if something really happened to Jing Qian, how should he tell Mu Yan.

"Call Mingyang."

Ji Su followed him and hurriedly called Huo Mingyang.

On the first day of the new year, Huo Mingyang was not in the hospital. When he heard that there was a problem with a child, he had no time to ask, picked up the car key and hurriedly called the emergency department of the hospital.

In the car.

Nanlin Mo ruthlessly stepped on the accelerator and kept glancing at the rearview mirror. Now he is no better than simuccio. His face is as white as paper, and his cold sweat comes out one layer after another.

Fortunately, there were few vehicles on the road, and he stepped on the accelerator to the bottom. The car flew on the road like an arrow from Xuan, ignoring the red light all the way.

Ji SUSE, sitting in the co pilot, called Yuan Sufei and his party and said the situation. Finally, he thought about it and called Qiao mu.

Joe's eyelashes were still calling the child's name.

He opened the quilt on the child's body. The red spots on his white and tender body were worse than on his face. There was no intact place on his whole body.

The original 40 minute journey was cut in half by nanlinmo.

Huo Mingyang and several people arrived almost at the same time. The emergency doctors and nurses had already been on standby at the door of the hospital. Huo Mingyang had no time to ask carefully and opened the child's eyelids for a look.

His face was so tight that he hurriedly pushed the child into the emergency room.

A nurse came out to ask questions and inform the child of his current situation.

Words such as erythema, loss of consciousness and sharp drop in blood pressure made several big men who were used to seeing the world pale.

Unexpectedly, the child who was still alive an hour ago and bared his little white teeth to call their father godfather is now lying in the emergency room.

"Which of you is the child's family?"

Simuccio leaned against the wall and gasped. "I am."

The nurse kept recording, "according to the symptoms, the initial diagnosis of the child is allergy, what has the child eaten recently, and whether the child has a history of allergy?"

There was no history of allergies. Simuccio didn't know. Several people looked at each other and said what the child had eaten.

Things are quite miscellaneous. It is difficult to judge what caused the allergy. The test results will not come out for a while and a half, which is a great obstacle to rescue.

Xi Muqiao took out his mobile phone and was about to call Xi Muyan.

"Simuccio!"

When they heard the reputation, they saw Lin Wei pushing Qiao Mu to come here.

Simuccio didn't move and still leaned against the wall. It was not that he didn't want to move, but that his legs were soft. He never thought that simuccio would be scared when his legs were soft.

Qiao Mu's home is not far from the hospital. He just met a kind-hearted person when he went out. As soon as he heard that something had happened at home, he immediately sent them to the hospital, and the money he gave was confiscated.

Qiao Mu couldn't care. Lin Wei was behind him. He took his hand and asked anxiously, "what's the matter with Jing Qian and why he came to the hospital?"

"The doctor said it was an allergy. We don't know what the child is allergic to. The test results won't come out for a while."

Allergies? Qiao Mu frowned and suddenly remembered some precautions that Xi Muyan told Jing Qian about his life.

Qiao Mu looked up and said to several people, "it's seafood. Jing Qian is allergic to seafood. Did you give him seafood?"

Hearing the speech, nanlinmo, who had been leaning against the wall without words, turned pale suddenly. His throat was dry and he wasted a lot of energy before he said, "I gave him squid and shrimp."

"That's it." Qiao Mu turned to the nurse and said, "the child is allergic to seafood."

The nurse nodded, recorded it quickly, and then turned into the emergency room.

In winter, Lin Wei was sweating. The moon was fierce and the mood fluctuated greatly. "It's just allergy. How did she enter the emergency room!"

Qiao Mu took Lin Wei's hand and looked at her purple lips again. He hurriedly said, "Mom, don't be so excited. Sit down and take a deep breath. If something happens to you again, we'll be in a mess now."

Lin Wei nodded and sat down, trying to calm down.

Qiao Mu sighed and looked at the light on the emergency room, but his heart was desolate.

She has seen many cases of allergy, which can cause death.