'Woo' Mu Mu lay on her back and sobbed, from sound to silence.
"Silly child, why are you crying?" Ms. Lu coaxed her grandson in her arms and her daughter-in-law at the same time.
This is the first time she has indulged her emotions like this in front of her mother-in-law.
That cry of "Mom" was even more heartbreaking. What on earth did this child go through just now? He was so scared.
Mu Mu just sobbed quietly and said nothing.
Mom, just let me hold you for a while. I miss my mom and Chief Mu.
The child's body temperature was always around 38 degrees. It was freezing cold outside and it was dark, so it was not appropriate to transfer her to another hospital. However, she could not believe any doctor or nurse in the maternal and child health hospital.
She briefly told Ms. Lu what had happened, and Ms. Lu lamented that people are unpredictable.
"Mom, Doctor Xia is here."
The men in the family were not at home, so several women discussed inviting doctors from outside hospitals to the Maternal and Child Health Hospital to see the child.
Zhang Mofei walked in, followed by a gentle and elegant man in a neat suit, carrying a medical kit in one hand and a down jacket in the other.
Mu Mu felt that the man looked familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen him before.
"Qihang?" Ms. Lu looked a little surprised at Xia Qihang who was following Zhang Mofei.
Set sail? Xia Qihang?
The first philanthropist in China to open a chain of charity children's hospitals.
The title of Xia Qihang's 'Great Philanthropist' popped into Mu Mu's mind.
I've seen it in magazines and public service announcements.
No wonder it looks familiar.
Xia Qihang walked up to Ms. Lu, nodded slightly, "Auntie."
Not only does he look gentle and elegant, but his voice is full of gentleness, as attractive as a magnet.
After Ms. Lu was surprised, she looked surprised again and said, "Qihang, it would be better if you came. This child has been having a fever. Come and take a look."
She took Xia Qihang's arm and pulled him to the crib.
Xia Qihang's arrival was like giving them timely help.
"Don't worry, let me take a look." Xia Qihang's voice was still gentle, with a hint of comfort.
He walked to the crib and reached out to touch the child's forehead.
Then he opened the medicine cabinet and took out the stethoscope and gave it to the child.
"Low fever, a small amount of sputum, no big problem. If you don't have a high fever for the next 24 hours, there will be no problem."
The heating temperature in the room was a bit high. As he spoke, he unbuttoned his suit and took off his suit. He raised the corner of his mouth slightly at Ms. Lu and said, "Auntie, the heating is too high."
Ms. Lu nodded and said, "Oh," "I'm going to lower the temperature right now."
With Xia Qihang's diagnosis, Ms. Lu feels much more at ease.
The child had several fevers that night, all of which were low-grade. Every time he had a fever, he used antipyretic patches to cool him down.
The process went on and on until four in the morning. Mu Mu used a thermometer to measure the child again and found that there was no fever anymore.
She felt a little relieved.
But Xia Qihang said twenty-four hours, and twenty-four hours will not pass until tonight.
Afraid that the child would have a fever again, Mu Mu didn't dare to lie down on the sofa and sat next to the crib to keep watch.
She thought that she would definitely squint, but she never thought that she would be lying in bed when she woke up.
I don't know how long I slept this time, but I just felt that I had so much sleep. I have never slept so well since Nian Xi and Ning Rui disappeared.
Enough to make her suspect that Nian Xi and Ning Rui's disappearance, the shootout with the masked man in the stairwell, Qing Teng's illness, etc. were all a dream.
