The nurse sister said that mother doesn’t want me anymore, no, how could mother not want Xiaoye. Xiaoye is so good, if Xiaoye doesn’t make you angry in the future, can mother come back? Xiaoye misses you very much!
It turns out that my mother was also a liar. She never came when she said she would come. Mom, do you really not want Xiao Ye? Have you really abandoned Xiao Ye like the nurse sister said?
Mom, she said that I was born on a rainy night and ended on a rainy night. So I named me Xiaoye. I will definitely find my mother on rainy days. Mom, where are you? Why can’t I see you when Xiaoye goes outside?
I don’t want treatment or rescue, my mother doesn’t want it, and Xiaoye doesn’t want herself.
It turns out that mom really doesn’t want Xiaoye anymore. Xiaoye feels so uncomfortable and her eyes hurt. I hate you, mom!
The nurse sister said that there was a man who committed suicide by cutting his wrists. Can you die by cutting your own wrists? Your mother Xiaoye is dead, can you come and see Xiaoye? Xiaoye really misses you, I miss you so much!
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When people say they are sad, they squat down and hug themselves!
But why does it still hurt so much when I squat down and hug myself?
I covered my face and burst into tears. I'm sorry, I'm sorry. How seriously did my leaving hurt this child.
Holding that soft and slender little hand, Xiaoye's searching expressions flashed before my eyes.
So you were running in the rain to find me? So even if you gave up on me, you still couldn't forget me?
Xiaoye, forgive me for being selfish. I always want to do whatever I want from you.
I always forget that you are actually only four years old. You were still living a carefree life in the ivory tower. If I hadn't insisted on bringing you to my world, you would have been very happy.
"Mom, mom, it hurts!" A dry voice sounded in my ears like a dead branch. I looked at Xiaoye and found large drops of sweat on Xiaoye's forehead.
My face and body were terribly hot.
"Xiaoye, what's wrong with you? Is it getting hot again?" I shouted, and the nurse outside the door rushed over.
"The wound is inflamed, causing upper respiratory tract infection." The doctor opened Xiaoye's mouth and frowned: "The child's injury is getting more and more serious."
"Doctor Li, his fever has reached 40 degrees!" the nurse next to me who handed me the notebook called out. I took the thermometer and looked at it, and found that it hit 40 degrees.
The doctor's face also darkened and he ordered the nurse to get the towel quickly.
I looked at Xiaoye anxiously. At this moment, his little face was red, and his little pupils were filled with scarlet blood. He was struggling uneasily, like a desperate little animal.
The doctor arranged everything and told me: "Don't worry, Xiaoye has already received an intravenous drip and the wound on her wrist has been taken care of."
But even after saying An Xin's words many times, Xiaoye's body was still hot. I turned around and there was a cold towel next to me.
Thanks to Mu Shiqin, since the last time we had a fever in Xiaoye and we had no money to treat the disease, I learned some more effective ways to treat a fever without spending money.
I opened Xiaoye's quilt and took off all Xiaoye's clothes.
I found two bottles of wine nearby and poured them into the basin. I soaked the towel in the water and gently wiped Xiaoye's body.
Baidu said that when you have a fever, wiping your body with alcohol can cool down, which can relieve the symptoms of fever.
If I keep watching Xiao Ye go on, I'm afraid I won't be able to wait that long. Instead of doing this, I might as well do it myself.
Looking closely, I could see how serious the wounds on Xiaoye's wrists were. There were bright spots and bruises on her white and tender arms.