Qin Qianluo felt choked in her heart. Before she could ask her in detail, the doctor took the initiative and said:
"Children here have no direct sunlight for many years, and there is natural air among vegetation. In addition, their mental quality is low and their systemic immunity is low.
The situation is very serious now, I suspect it is leukemia."
What?
"White, leukemia..." Qin Qianluo's face turned pale, his whole body went limp, and he fell dizzy and sat beside the bed.
"How is it possible? My place is well-equipped, has all kinds of living conditions, and the food is the best. How can I get leukemia?"
"Check again! You must have checked wrongly!"
She sat up frantically, grabbed the doctor's clothes, and collapsed emotionally.
The doctor looked worried and frightened: "Miss Qin, calm down, calm down."
"I can't deny that you have built this place very well, but people are still people and need the natural environment. It is normal for sudden changes and relief to cause illness."
"The top priority now is to save the child and take her out for treatment, otherwise her life will be in danger."
Qin Qianluo was even more excited when he heard 'life is in danger':
"No, there will be no life-threatening danger. My child will not die, not dead, absolutely not!"
"Don't say any more, get out, get out!"
The doctor was frightened by her roaring and collapse, and knowing that this was another episode of illness, he quickly took out a sedative and pricked her body.
In an instant, Qin Qianluo became quiet and fainted.
Xiao Mo watched the doctor help Qin Qianluo to the recliner, feeling depressed and melancholy:
"Every time the issue of the baby's life is mentioned, the aunt gets very excited. She probably can't forget her dead baby."
The doctor sighed: "Hey, that's true. Young Master Mo knows so much."
"Brother." At this time, a weak and weak voice sounded.
It was Yaya lying on the hospital bed. Her face was haggard, her lips were dry and white, and she looked very fragile.
Xiao Mo quickly held her little hand: "Sister, brother is here."
"Brother, am I going to die? I feel like I am going to die." Yaya choked out a voice, and then a string of tears flowed out of her beautiful and dull eyes:
"I miss mommy and daddy so much...will I never see mommy and daddy again?"
"No, you can see it!" Xiao Mo replied immediately. He wanted to say that mommy was already here, but before he could say anything, a figure rushed over.
It was none other than Fu Xixi in disguise.
She squatted and knelt beside the bed, holding Yaya tightly with one arm, full of tears and heartache:
"Yaya, you won't die and you can still see mommy."
"Mommy is here, I am Mommy."
As she spoke, she slightly lifted off the decorative mask on her face.
Yaya only saw half of her face, and her pupils suddenly widened: "Mommy! You are actually Mommy!"
"Yes, I'm mommy." Fu Xixi hugged Yaya, her voice choked and the tip of her nose sore.
Yaya, whom she raised single-handedly since childhood, is clingy, cute and chubby, but now she is skinny and lifeless.
You can imagine how unhappy I am living here.
"Mommy, I'm sorry for you. Mommy is here now and will definitely take you out."
Yaya burst into tears and nodded.
Fu Xixi comforted her and herself.
After a while, she found Xiao Fu Jiu standing there blankly, looking at her, as if he was very unfamiliar and did not dare to approach.
She quickly opened her arms: "Fu Jiu, come to Mommy, let's hug her together."