"38 degrees 1!" Xicheng took a breath and replied impatiently, "He even coughed in the afternoon."
"Do you have any runny nose?"
"It seems to be flowing through a little bit."
"What color is it?"
"Doctor, he has a fever!"
The doctor looked helplessly at the man in front of him who was frowning and losing his temper but was still extremely handsome. He opened the drawer and took out a fever-reducing patch. He carefully opened it and put it on the little guy's forehead.
"This is a fever-reducing patch, which can make him feel more comfortable. We have to make sure that his body temperature exceeds 38 degrees 5 before we can use anti-pyretic drugs. Anti-pyretic drugs can have immediate effects, but they cannot cure them completely, so we must find out who he is. His condition... Come on!" The doctor took the cotton swab and flashlight, "Open your mouth, let's see if the throat is inflamed..."
The little guy opened his mouth reluctantly, while Xicheng frowned and hugged his son without saying anything.
Of course he also understands that doctors have procedures, but seeing such a young child suffering, how can a father not feel distressed
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yard.
Xia Nuan parked the car in the parking lot and saw Xicheng's car from a distance. Then she was sure that she was chasing the car in the wrong place. She chased it all the way up the steps. She ran into the emergency center and searched around but couldn't find Xicheng.
Zhengchou didn't know where to start, but two young nurses happened to be walking side by side, gossiping at the same time.
"Really, you must have seen it wrong, right?"
"Impossible, that's my idol, how can I admit my mistake!"
"How could he have a child?"
"Is this impossible? I haven't seen him in two years. Maybe he got married and had children!"
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"Ms. Nurse!" Xia Nuan grabbed the one who was speaking, "Where did you just say you saw Xicheng?"
"This..." The nurse looked her up and down, a little hesitant, "Are you..."
"I am... the child's... no, I am his assistant!"
"Oh, I just saw them going upstairs, they should be going to the laboratory." The nurse said.
"Thanks!"
Thanks, Xia Nuan turned and ran towards the stairs.
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Outside the blood collection room.
Xicheng frowned and took the little guy's hand, "Nian Nian, be good, let's let Auntie look at the little finger, just for a moment, okay?"
The little guy didn't cooperate and twisted his little head to try to pull his hand back. He could only forcefully pull the little guy's hand over and hold his wrist to prevent him from moving.
The nurse disinfected the little guy, took the blood collection needle, and pricked the little guy's finger.
"Wow!"
He had a fever and felt uncomfortable, but he suddenly received a shot. The little guy couldn't bear it any longer and cried loudly.
"Nian Nian, look, uncle, what do you have here?"
Xu Yang was busy teasing him, but the little guy didn't care. He just opened his mouth and cried loudly.
After finally collecting the blood, Xicheng held down his little hand with one hand and stood up hurriedly, "Does it hurt?... Come on, daddy... That stinky doctor, if you insist on pricking our hands, don't come here anymore." Home... Niannian, be good, we are men and don’t cry..."
The little guy lay on his shoulder aggrievedly, and when he raised his face, he saw a familiar figure looking left and right at the other end of the corridor.
Mother
A cry was stuck in his throat, and the little guy's eyes widened.
At the other end of the corridor, Xia Nuan was anxious and did not see the "emergency laboratory", but strode towards the "outpatient laboratory".
Seeing his mother disappear again, the little guy felt aggrieved in his heart and immediately burst into tears.
"Mommy..."