Chapter 843: Extra Story: The Battle of Life and Death 2
"Isn't it a cold or a fever?"
"It would be nice if it was that simple. I checked carefully and found that the child just had a cold and a fever, but there was no real fever and it was not a real cold... It can be said that in fact she is a perfect person with nothing wrong with her at all.
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Qiao Xiaomai couldn't hold her breath anymore after hearing the clouds and mist. Her voice trembled: "How can she be a good person? She had such a high fever in the morning and she didn't wake up yet. She's not sick yet?"
"She is only in a temporary coma. Now, Mrs. Yi, you can go in and take a look first..."
Qiao Xiaomai rushed into the ward immediately after getting the promise, and saw that the child had opened her eyes slightly, but she was very confused and had no energy at all. When she looked at her, her eyes could not focus at all.
"Xiaobai...Xiaobai..."
The child didn't scream immediately like before, but just stared at her blankly, with no luster in his eyes.
"Xiaobai, I'm Sister Mai... I'm my mother... What's wrong with you now? Tell me, okay?"
The child lay softly on the pillow and just looked at her listlessly without saying a word.
Qiao Xiaomai was heartbroken. He leaned down and hugged her gently. He touched her forehead with his hand. It was cold. His hand that touched her was also cold. It was summer. The high-end ward had central air-conditioning at a constant temperature. What was wrong?
She shouldn't be so cold. She put the child's hand against her chest, "Xiaobai, are you cold? Do you have a headache? Where do you feel uncomfortable?"
The child was nestled on her chest, just like a dead rag doll, lifeless, its mouth was open, but it had no strength to speak.
"Xiaobai, get well soon. Dad said he would take you to France to play. I will accompany you too. No matter how long you want to play, I will accompany you. From now on, mother will never leave you for a step..."
The child slowly nestled on her chest and fell asleep. However, when he fell asleep, there was no breathing, as if his whole life was slowly passing by bit by bit...
Qiao Xiaomai hugged her gently, and suddenly remembered that when he rushed to the hospital, this was what he saw: his father had taken off his oxygen mask and was lying quietly on the bed, with a white sheet covering him... From then on, his father
Never opened my eyes again.
Now, the feeling of heartbreak and fear is even worse than before. Back then, her father was terminally ill, and she had already had a premonition. However, this time, the child suddenly became like this. She was not mentally prepared at all. She just suddenly felt that the sky was falling.
It was dark, and I couldn't feel anything anymore...
In the corridor, only Yi Xiangxi and Dr. Wang were left.
Yi Xiangxi said in a deep voice: "Dr. Wang, if you have anything to say, please tell me directly. How is the child's condition?"
He suspected that the child had some terminal illness, but Dr. Wang couldn't tell him in front of Qiao Xiaomai, so he asked. Dr. Wang shook his head: "Mr. Yi, I'm ashamed to say that I really didn't find out what the child is."
The condition is really strange. I have been a doctor for 30 years and I have never seen such a strange condition. The child's skin texture and internal organs are all good. We have even checked the brain and it is also good. There is no disease.
...However, she happened to be sick, and she was very ill..."
Yi Xiangxi breathed a sigh of relief and thought, as long as it is not a terminal illness, other illnesses are always much easier to deal with.