Xia Zhenai looked at Leng Haoxuan, with obvious worry in her eyes: "Could Yuyi be..."
Leng Haoxuan walked over, held her shoulders, and comforted her in a low voice: "You are worrying too much. Let Mo Ziling do a detailed examination on Yuyi first."
Xia Zhenai was still full of uneasiness and murmured: "Is it really going to be okay?"
Leng Haoxuan and Mo Ziling looked at each other.
Mo Ziling said calmly: "Send the little guy to the hospital first."
"Am I going too?" Xia Zhenai said subconsciously.
Leng Haoxuan frowned, "You stay at home and rest, I'll be right back."
"But……"
"Don't be so obedient!" Leng Haoxuan had a serious look on his face.
Xia Zhenai could only nod: "Tell me if there is anything you need immediately?"
Leng Haoxuan nodded, gave Mo Ziling a look, picked up the little guy, left the bedroom, and walked downstairs.
As soon as I reached the stairs, I met Xia Ziqing head-on.
She subconsciously glanced at Xiao Yuyi, who was held in Leng Haoxuan's arms, her eyes flickered for a moment, and then she said suspiciously: "Is Yuyi really sick?"
Leng Haoxuan remained silent and walked past her coldly without even looking at her.
But Mo Ziling glanced at Xia Ziqing subconsciously, and then quickly followed.
Xia Zhenai, who was following behind, slowly went downstairs with the help of the maid, stood at the gate and watched Leng Haoxuan get into the car with Xiao Yuyi in his arms.
Mo Ziling quickly started the car and left slowly.
Xia Zhenai stood quietly at the gate, watching the car leave the villa, but she was still uneasy in her heart, which made her feel particularly uncomfortable.
Although Xiao Yuyi is not her biological daughter.
However, she truly treats the little guy as her own daughter.
Perhaps it was due to overflowing maternal love that she could not imagine what would happen if a cute and lively little girl like Xiao Yuyi really got the same disease as her.
Even she was dying in pain.
Not to mention a child who is only three years old.
I really hope that, as Haoxuan said, she is overly worried about all this.
Seeing the sad look on Xia Zhenai's face, Xia Ziqing seemed to know something about it, but pretended to be curious, stepped forward, and pretended to ask: "Zhenai, what happened?"
Xia Zhenai suddenly came back to her senses, calmed her expression, and pursed her lips: "Xiao Yuyi has a fever."
"Is it really okay?"
Xia Zhenai was stunned: "It's okay, it will be okay."
When Xia Ziqing was about to say something, the maid came forward with a coat, walked to Xia Zhenai, gently covered her body, and persuaded in a low voice: "Young lady, go back to the room, the young lady must
Ji people have their own destiny, everything will be fine, but you should pay attention to your health and don't catch a cold and get sick."
Xia Zhenai suddenly realized——
Even if she can't help Leng Haoxuan, she can't cause him any more trouble.
She nodded, "I understand."
After finishing her words, she ignored Xia Ziqing and slowly walked upstairs with the help of the maid.
Looking at the direction Xia Zhenai left, Xia Ziqing's eyes flickered, and the corners of her lips raised a cold arc that seemed to be absent.
In the hospital.
Leng Haoxuan and Jin Sheng stood in front of the isolation glass in the ward, looking at Xiao Yuyi lying on the hospital bed.
There were many tubes inserted into her body.
I can only rely on oxygen.
The vital sign monitor on the side made a regular "tick" sound, indicating that the little guy's life was temporarily stable.
Leng Haoxuan slowly turned his head, looked at Jin Sheng aside with a deep look, and said in a low voice: "Sheng, are you really not worried?"