"You don't know?" Doctor Gao pulled down his mask, "Then what do you know?"
"He has a fever, why don't I send him here right now." Xiaoluobo's little black face was red with heat, and she lay weakly in his arms, her eyes closed tightly. Yue Wen's heart couldn't help but beat wildly again.
It had been so many years, so many years, that no one had dared to speak to him like this, in this tone, but today he really had to listen obediently.
After this sentence that seemed to be a complaint, the eyes on the mask were not harsh. She picked up the stethoscope. Yue Wen quickly lifted up Xiaoluobo's clothes, and when he touched it with his fingers, it was hot.
"Doctor, are you okay?" he asked tremblingly.
The doctor ignored him and listened carefully. Xiaoluobo coughed a few times and said, "It's almost 40 degrees Celsius. Let's get rid of the fever first. After the fever subsides, I'll take a X-ray. I think it's pneumonia."
"Where can the fever of pneumonia be reduced?" Yue Wen said confusedly.
"In the infusion room."
"Where is the infusion room?"
"Xiao Liu, you go with him." Dr. Gao looked at the nurse and said, "After taking the fever-reducing injection, taking the X-ray, and a blood test, come back."
Doctor Gao still said a few words, but Yue Wen had already picked up the little carrot and rushed outside.
The cold medicine was injected into Xiao Luo Bo's body, and Yue Wen hugged him like this. After the beating, Xiao Luo Bo neither cried nor fussed. Yue Wen felt distressed for a while and held him in his arms even more.
Heiba and Lang Jianping were really relieved that the child's fever was almost 40 degrees Celsius and they didn't even have a phone call.
"Nurse, why doesn't the fever go away?" He looked at his watch and kept urging the nurse.
"It will take at least half an hour," a nurse said impatiently, "Have you never had a fever-reducing injection before?"
"I took metamizole when I was a child!" Metamizole, a kind of antipyretic tablets used in rural areas, has been discontinued.
"What metamizole? I mean, my child has never had a fever-reducing injection?"
"Have you been beaten? I don't know. I should have been beaten." Yue Wen whispered, feeling increasingly unsure.
"Is there such a thing as a father, stepfather?" The little nurse rolled her eyes at him and hurried away. There were too many children in the infusion room, and they were too busy to touch the floor.
"Godfather." Yue Wen looked at the little carrot in his arms, then looked at the nurse who was leaving, and whispered.
"That's about the same." A woman in her thirties next to her glanced at him and made a final move.
….
While filming, there was a long queue in front of me.
Yue Wen was sweating. He was impatient and irritable in this winter at the Women's and Children's Hospital. The heating inside the hospital was very hot. He took off his coat, but beads of sweat still came out.
"Look at the child's lips. You didn't bring a water glass?" an old lady next to him reminded, "the skin on the mouth is all dry."
"I have mineral water in the car." Yue Wen said immediately.
"Children cannot drink cold water if they have a fever. It will irritate their lungs." The old lady looked at Yue Wen. "You are incompetent as a father," the old man criticized.
What to do?
"Secretary Yue." Yue Wen was kissing the little carrot anxiously. Someone called him next to him. He immediately saw a few white coats in the corner of his eyes. When he looked up again, Wang Yuyin's humble smiling face came into view.
"Secretary Yue, this is President Ming of the hospital." Wang Yuyin introduced with a smile. He found him so accurately that Yue Wen didn't give him a good look, "President Ming, is this Secretary Yue from Furong Street in the Development Zone?
The Director of Transportation, the Director of Ports and Shipping and the Secretary of the Free Trade Zone.”
This long list of titles immediately made the dean's face come alive. This was the first time he had seen such a young secretary.
Of course, there is also the big real estate developer from Qinwan City following behind, busy in front of him.
"Dean Ming, hello." Yue Wen knew what Wang Yuyin was thinking without even thinking about it, but at this moment he was actually a little grateful to Wang Yuyin.
"President Wang and I are both members of the CPPCC in Qinwan," Wang Yuyin smiled as harmlessly as ever, "Secretary Yue, what's wrong with this kid?"
"The fever," Yue Wen said, "is almost 40 degrees. I've had a fever-reducing injection." He added.
"Okay," Dean Ming asked a doctor, "Secretary Yue, just follow him."
"Thank you, thank you."
Yue Wen knew the story of Lenin and the guards, but at this time, he would rather jump in line and suffer a loss of personal ethics than let Xiaoluobo take the film and get the medicine as soon as possible.
…
"Master Gao, what do you think?" The film inside came out quickly, and it seemed that it had been developed for Yue Wen alone.
"Yes." Doctor Gao's attitude was neither cold nor indifferent, "Have you had a blood test?"
"You didn't say a blood test!" Yue Wen looked confused.
"I said, look at the list!" Doctor Gao's eyes had already lit up with small flames.
Where is the list?
"How can you be such a father?" Dr. Gao got angry. "You don't take your own children seriously either!"
Yue Wen noticed that the doctor's name was Gao Jingwen. When she got angry, her voice was soft and soft, which made it difficult to get angry.
"Xiao Gao!"
Suddenly, many people seemed to rush in outside, and Gao Jingwen stood up immediately.
"This is Secretary Yue from the Development Zone," the dean said with a smile. "Director Xiao Gao is a pediatrician in our hospital. He is a talented student at Tokyo Medical University. He once worked at Fukuoka Children's Hospital in Japan and is the youngest professor here!"
Professor, another professor!
The eyes exposed on the mask are neither sad nor happy, nor are they proud of the dean's praise. There are still small flames burning.
"Pneumonia needs infusion treatment. During the infusion, let the doctor collect blood." Gao Jingwen quickly prescribed the medicine.
"Xiao Gao, you can go and see for yourself later," Dean Ming added. He was very enthusiastic about Yue Wen, and his enthusiasm was unexpected. "Well, who is on duty tonight? Okay, you will work harder if you are on duty."
"That's troublesome," Wang Yuyin also thanked him, "I have caused trouble for you." If you have no real contact with a person and have not experienced things, Wang Yuyin is an authentic Confucian businessman in the eyes of almost everyone.
The hospital has opened a single room in the ward, so you don't have to worry about money, but it's probably not easy to live in a single room here.
The single ward was already filled with fruits, as well as various drinks and mineral water. No need to think about it. The lunch meal was delivered from the hotel. There was a full coffee table. Yue Wen took two chopsticks and saw that Little Carrot felt uncomfortable.
, he couldn’t eat it either.
"How is our son?" Near evening, Heiba finally called.
"The infusion is in progress." Yue Wen felt like he had sores on his mouth. "The fever has gone down a bit."
"It's okay. Do you want me to come over tonight? If not, we can live a world of two."
Holy shit!
Who are these two people? Yue Wen hung up the phone angrily.
"How's it going?" A female doctor opened the door and came in. Yue Wen stood up as if reflexively. The female doctor looked at the food on the table and then turned her attention to Yue Wen.