When we arrived at the hospital, Wen Tong had already jumped out before the car had stopped.
The running speed was like a crazy little leopard.
Bei Chenxiao had to catch up quickly from behind before he could hold her firmly.
If she was running around like a headless fly, she might fall down hard again.
He grabbed a doctor and asked almost fiercely: "Has a child been sent to the emergency room?" He added, "A little boy."
The doctor was frightened by this man.
He is well-informed and can naturally tell that this man's identity and temperament are extraordinary.
So I thought about it hard and pointed to the second floor, "It's in the No. 3 emergency room upstairs."
Bei Chenxiao let go of his hand, and the doctor stumbled and almost fell down. This man's hand was too strong.
That child, he had the impression, was sent to school.
I heard it was food poisoning, and it was half-breathed when it was delivered.
Bei Chenxiao almost half-carried Wen Tong to the emergency room upstairs. As soon as she smelled the smell of the hospital and saw several patients being rushed in, she was so scared that she trembled into a ball.
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There was only one sentence left in his mouth: It will be okay, it will be okay.
Beichenxiao squeezed her little hand tightly.
It was hard for him to imagine that if he hadn't come with him today, she might not even be able to touch the door of the hospital. She would fall to her death three times in one step.
The lights in the emergency room are still on and rescue operations are still in progress.
When Wen Tong saw the flashing red light, her eyes turned red.
She didn't know where she got the strength to get rid of Bei Chenxiao's hand and pounced on him.
Bei Chenxiao thought she wanted to force the door open, but she put her finger to her lips and made a quiet gesture to Bei Chenxiao.
Then his little body just leaned against the door, his ears pressed tightly against the door.
She obviously couldn't hear anything, but she looked like she understood everything.
She was a little scared.
Bei Chenxiao walked over and stood beside her.
Although there are many things in his heart that he wants to question her, she probably won't be able to hear what he says now.
He even had a feeling that if the little life inside disappeared, she wouldn't be able to survive.
He was upset, so he went to the stairwell to smoke.
After an unknown amount of time, he suddenly heard the door open. He pinched off the half-smoked cigarette butt and walked back quickly.
Wen Tong had already stood up and was holding the doctor's hand excitedly. She held it too hard, and the doctor frowned in pain.
Looking at the woman with red eyes and messy hair in front of him, his first instinct was that she was a madman.
Beichen Xiao pulled Wen Tong over and held him in his arms, casting his cold eyes on the doctor.
"How's the kid doing?"
Beichenxiao stood there, and his aura was there. His tone was used to giving orders, and his eyes were used to being cold. Therefore, no matter how resentful the doctor was, he had to answer honestly.
"We have washed the patient's stomach and used an antidote. However, the patient has not regained consciousness for the time being. Only after he regains consciousness can we further observe whether there are any sequelae."
"What are the side effects?"
"Blindness, aphasia, or organ failure."
"How likely is it?" Beichenxiao felt the eyes of the woman in his arms suddenly widen, as if she wanted to eat the doctor.
He squeezed her arm comfortingly.
"We can't say for sure. The earlier we wake up, the smaller the chance of this. The child is too young...you have to prepare for the worst."
"I understand." Beichenxiao didn't let him continue. He was afraid that the woman in his arms would collapse at any time.
At this time, the nurse walked out of the emergency room pushing a hospital bed.
Wen Tong rushed forward suddenly, but Bei Chenxiao did not hold him back.
The moment she saw the child, Wen Tong was completely awake.
The little guy was wrapped in a white quilt, with a tube inserted into his nose. His face was the color of white paper. He was a weak and small ball, lying there helplessly.
Wen Tong noticed that one of the child's fists was always clenched, so she suppressed her sadness and broke the child's hand.
In his small palm, he held a five-dollar bill tightly, which was wrinkled and covered with the child's sweat.
He held it so tightly, as if it was something important to him.
Wen Tong didn't know that the little guy secretly saved five yuan and was going to call Beichen Xiao today.
The agreement between him and Beichen Xiao is that you can rent him once for five yuan.
Therefore, the child carefully treasured the five yuan and held it tightly in his hand wherever he went, for fear that someone would snatch it and steal it.
Bei Chenxiao first saw the five dollars, and then he saw the weak, almost lifeless face.
Something exploded in his mind, and he even stopped running.
Just like that, dumbly, watching the nurses leave.
Wen Tong held the child's hand, her little hand was soft and lacked the usual strength.
These little hands will give her a massage, fry delicious bread, help her carry her laundry to the balcony, play the piano, and perform magic tricks.
But now it is hanging like this, without any life.
Wen Tong's tears fell down like broken threads.
"Ding Ding, Ding Ding, do you hear mom talking to you? Ding Ding, you are mom's baby, you can't leave mom, you promised mom that you will make a lot of money and buy a big house for mom in the future. Ding Ding, you can't sleep,
Would you please wake up? The story my mother told you yesterday has no ending yet. Do you want to know whether Big Big Wolf ate those lambs in the end? Tintin, mother's baby, please wake up, mother can't live without you.
..Ding Ding, dear baby, wake up...Ding Ding, be obedient, wake up and look at mom... Please, baby, please..."
Hot tears fell on that soft little hand.
The little guy remained silent, his eyes closed tightly, as if he was indifferent to the outside world.
The nurses rolled the bed into the ward.
Wen Tong kept holding the child's hand tightly, calling and talking to him.
By the end of the sentence, her voice was hoarse from crying, but she was still hoarse, calling the child's name over and over again with words she couldn't even understand.
She was scared out of her wits just now, but she heard every word the doctor said clearly.
He said that the sooner you wake up, the less chance of sequelae.
Therefore, she must wake up the child. As long as her voice can still make a sound, she will keep shouting and shouting.
The clinical aunt was moved and kindly suggested, "Where is the child's father? Maybe two people working together will have a greater effect."
Wen Tong's eyes suddenly dimmed, but the movements of his mouth still did not stop.