Mother and son are connected.
The little guy's "Mommy" was heartbreaking, and Xia Nuan, who had just rushed into the corridor on the right, suddenly stopped.
"Nian Nian!"
Turning around, she quickly rushed back to the original corridor.
Turning his face, he saw not far away from the corridor, a tall man was comforting a crying child in his arms. It was Xicheng and her son Nian Nian.
Seeing Xicheng, Xia Nuan froze.
"Mommy..."
The little guy cried again and turned his head in her direction. Seeing Xicheng also turning his face in her direction, Xia Nuan's heart tightened and she instinctively turned sideways and hid in the door on one side.
Xicheng looked in the direction where the little guy stretched out his little hand, and saw only a nurse walking in the corridor.
"Mommy!"
But the little guy still stubbornly stretched out his little hand.
"Mr. Xicheng!" A nurse came over quickly, "The test results are out!"
"How is it?" Xicheng immediately turned his face.
"The white blood cells are not high, but the lymphocytes are excessive." The nurse replied.
"What do you mean?" Xicheng asked blankly. He really didn't understand these professional terms.
"The specific condition depends on the doctor's diagnosis. Please take your child back to the consulting room with me first!"
Looking towards the corridor again, Xicheng quickly turned around and strode towards the stairs with the still crying little guy in his arms.
The child was important, and Xicheng was a little panicked when the nurse said it was "exceeding the standard."
Several people returned to the consulting room. The doctor had already retrieved the information from the laboratory. When he saw them coming in, he stood up immediately.
"Doctor, what happened to the child?"
"The current situation seems to be a viral upper respiratory tract infection..."
"Is it serious?"
"To put it bluntly, it's a viral cold. It's a period of high incidence of colds recently. Children have poor resistance and it's very common to get infected!" The doctor saw that he was worried and hurriedly explained, "I will prescribe some oral medicine for you. You can take it back. Feed the child. Judging from his current condition, he should still have a fever at night. If the temperature exceeds 38.5 degrees, feed him antipyretics and monitor his condition at any time. If the fever persists, go to the hospital immediately. Follow-up visit.”
Of course, Xicheng had also caught a cold. If it was an adult catching a cold, it wouldn't be a big deal, but when the doctor said that "the fever won't go away," he couldn't calm down.
"Isn't it better to have intravenous drip? Why don't we help him get admitted to the hospital... I want the best ward!"
The doctor's face looked a little helpless, "It's really not that serious..."
"But his fever has reached over 38 degrees, and you just said he would have a high fever!"
"Fever is an inevitable process when you have a viral cold. Because children have poor resistance, they may develop high fever, so... "
"You don't need to explain this to me!"
"Mr. Xicheng..."
The doctor encounters similar cases every day, and of course he is relieved. He knows that all these are inevitable processes for children to catch a cold, and there is no need for hospitalization. He just wants to persuade Xicheng to change his decision based on professional ethics.
"I want a ward!" Xicheng lost his patience and raised his voice, "If your hospital doesn't have one, let's find another one!"
"Mr. Xicheng!" Xu Yang stopped him hurriedly, "Doctor, please help us arrange a ward, and let the child be observed here tonight. This child... his mother is not around, and we don't have much experience."