The taxi quickly stopped at the hospital gate. The hospital gate looked as crowded at night as it did during the day. After all, this was the best hospital in the city.
Mo Yichen hugged Xiangyan and got out of the car directly, passing through the dense crowds and vehicles without having time to pay the taxi driver.
"I haven't paid you yet, hey~"
The driver watched the two of them leaving, kept shouting, and looked confused. He was about to get out of the car and chase these two guys who ate the Overlord meal without paying.
Gu Yan seemed to hear the yelling behind him, turned his head, understood something, and quickly turned back.
"Master, I'm sorry, I forgot to give you money."
"35"
"It's okay. Young people do things impulsively and forget about this and that."
The driver responded with a smile. His face was angular and he looked aged, and his tone was calm.
Gu Yan hurriedly took out her wallet, took out a hundred dollar bill and handed it to the driver. Looking at Mo Yichen and the ringing figure in her arms, she was also very anxious.
"Master, stop looking"
Mo Yichen hugged Xiangyan and ran to the lobby of the hospital at the speed of a 100-meter race. Gu Yan followed closely behind, his face full of guilt and self-blame...
"Doctor, where is the emergency room? My son is sick and has a severe fever."
Mo Yichen ran to the front desk, sweating and panting, with a pained face in his arms and he kept calling daddy in a low voice.
"Sir, don't worry, I'll ask Nurse Liu to take you to find him."
"Nurse Liu, hurry, hurry, take this gentleman to the emergency room, and get the pediatrician here quickly."
Mo Yichen was led to the emergency room by the nurse, and the doctors in the hospital also hurried over to take a look.
Xiangyan's eyes were closed tightly, his lips were a little white, and his complexion looked extremely haggard, as if he was in pain. His nose kept running clear, and his nose was red.
The doctor looked at Xiangyan's condition, touched his head, and then took his blood pressure. Shaking his head, he felt a little blamed: "Didn't I tell you to take good care of him and not let him blow the wind? You parents are too irresponsible, right?"
"How could it be like this?"
"The child was too playful. He played in the park for too long and the wind blew."
Mo Yichen looked at Xiangyan distressedly and stroked the wind-blown hair on his little head.
"It's not okay for you to pamper your children like this. Look at this, the condition is much worse than when we first came here."
"Doctor, how is the child doing now?"
Gu Yan pulled the doctor, trembling all over, with tears in her eyes: "It's all my fault. I didn't take good care of him. I was too soft-hearted. I shouldn't have allowed him to go to the park to play..."
Mo Yichen hugged Gu Yan, who blamed herself, and gently patted her right shoulder.
"Don't be too anxious. This is the flu, not the previous cold. You may have contracted some viruses while playing in the park. Children's resistance is so weak, so they need to rest in the hospital for a few days. Let's do this, give it an infusion first, and then Let’s observe the specific situation again, don’t blame yourself too much, go back and get some daily necessities for your child, and just stay in the hospital to recuperate these few days.”
"Thank you doctor, I understand, please excuse me."
Xiangyan was pulled to the ward. After the doctor gave him an infusion, Xiangyan fell asleep. He probably didn't have the energy to make a fuss. He became more well-behaved and sensible after being ill.
"Yichen, it's all my fault. What should I do? I shouldn't have let him leave the hospital today. It's all my fault."
Gu Yan lowered her head sadly and lowered her tone.
"I was almost fine, but it was me who let down my guard and made Xiangyan suffer again. It was me who failed to fulfill my responsibility..."
"It's okay, it's okay. I can't blame you completely. You also have your considerations. Besides, we can't predict this kind of thing all of a sudden. The most important thing now is to take good care of Xiangyan."
"It's getting late, you should go back quickly. You were busy all night yesterday, and it seems that your physical condition is not good. You have been distracted all day today. I'm here, so you can go home and have a good sleep, okay?"
Mo Yichen took out his phone and saw that it was already nine o'clock in the evening. Time flies so fast...
"I'll ask the driver to take you home."
"No, I'd better stay. I'm not at ease, and I can't sleep well at home. Only when I watch Xiangyan here do I feel more at ease."
Mo Yichen couldn't win over Gu Yan, so he had to agree to it. The three of them spent another night in the hospital, but this time it was slightly different. Gu Yan never closed his eyes throughout the night, and was always by Xiangyan's side to take care of Xiangyan and the man who didn't. The eldest young master of the Mo family who is very good at taking care of others.
One night, Mo Yichen persuaded her several times to at least close her eyes and rest for a while, but Gu Yan only agreed superficially, staring at Xiangyan tightly, and immediately became nervous at the slightest sign of trouble.
In this way, after spending the whole night with her heavy eyelids open, Gu Yan lost more than half of her energy.
Early the next morning, Mo Yichen was woken up by Li Yunhong's call.
"Shh, keep your voice down." Gu Yan pointed to the ring that was thrown on the bed and motioned for Mo Yichen to go out and answer the phone.
In the long corridor of the hospital, the lights are dim and only a few people wander here occasionally. A shot of Mo Yichen walking to the corridor, opening the closed window, breathing in the fresh air outside, and stretching his arms that were crushed by his sleeping position.
Mo Yichen, who was still sleepy, took out his cell phone and dialed the call again.
"Yichen, I've called you so many times, but why don't you reply to me?"
"Mom, I took care of Xiangyan last night and didn't have time to reply to you. I was busy late at night and I was so sleepy."
"What? What's wrong with Xiangyan? I'm here at Xiangyan's apartment now. Why are you not here? Where are you now?"
Li Yunhong's tone became more and more irritable and her voice got louder. Mo Yichen, who was full of fatigue, couldn't accept it for a while and kept the phone away from his ears for about ten seconds.
"Mom, it's like this, Xiangyan, he..."
Mo Yichen paused, feeling that he should still tell Li Yunhong about Xiangyan's situation. Although he didn't want to make her worry, paper could not cover the fire after all. A man who was arrogant for a while could not be arrogant forever.
"What's going on with Xiangyan? What's going on? Come on, tell me. You're going to die."
"Mom, Xiangyan is in the hospital now."
"I'm in the hospital. I was discharged just yesterday. Why did I go to the hospital again in the blink of an eye?"
"He has relapsed and is a bit serious."
"What? What's wrong with Xiangyan? I'm going to the hospital right now."
"Mom, don't worry. We will take care of Xiangyan. The doctor also said that as long as you take good care of him, it will be nothing serious."
The patter of footsteps on the other end of the phone had covered up most of the sounds. Mo Yichen looked at his phone and took a breath.
At this point, the next thing seems not to be easy to handle.