She let go of her son's little hand and slowly stood up from the bed.
"No, Gu Han, I know that actually... you couldn't help yourself that night, so... you don't have to blame yourself too much, everything... has passed." She looked sideways at her son, "Can you forgive me? After allowing him to be born, accepting him, and promising to take good care of him, I am already grateful. Don't think about the past anymore... "
She raised her right hand and brought the necklace to him, "You put it away for him first, even if it's... I... I gave him a little souvenir!"
Xicheng opened his palm, and she gently placed the thin necklace in his palm.
"My father gave this to me on my tenth birthday, and I wear it all the time."
On the palm of the hand, there is a thin silver chain with a small star-shaped pendant underneath. It is so light that it has almost no weight on the palm, but Xicheng feels that this palm is as heavy as a thousand pounds.
"I will definitely take good care of it for him!"
There was a soft knock on the door, and the nurse walked in. Xia Nuan hurriedly stepped away, while Xicheng clasped his fingers and held the ring in his hand.
"Check his temperature again."
The nurse put down the tray in her hand, took out the ear thermometer, disinfected it and inserted it into the little guy's ear. The temperature was read in a moment.
"It's 37.1 degrees, and there's a bit of an echo. You should pay more attention to it. The fever will definitely start again in a while. You can help him with physical cooling."
"Okay." Xia Nuan acted calmly.
"But..." Xicheng frowned, "He has already retreated, so why is he still burning?"
"It's normal for children to have colds and have repeated fevers." Xia Nuan took the initiative to explain.
Hearing what she said, Xicheng had no choice but to nod. The nurse gave a few more instructions and left the ward.
Xia Nuan took out the towel from the bag that Xu Yang brought back and walked into the bathroom. After a while, she had already wrung a warm towel and took it out. She gently wiped the little guy's forehead, neck, palms, soles, and other parts of his body to help him physically cool down.
Seeing her put on another towel, Xicheng hurriedly reached out and took the old towel in her hand.
"Give me this!"
Taking the old towel, he walked into the bathroom again, washed it with warm water and handed it to her again. Xia Nuan took it and said thank you.
"Does he get sick often?"
"Very few, probably because the weather here is not suitable." After Xia Nuan finished speaking, she quickly raised her face, "But don't blame yourself, it's not your fault."
So, the two of them cooperated like this, he was responsible for cleaning the towel, and Xia Nuan was responsible for wiping the little guy's body to cool down.
When measured again an hour later, the little guy's body temperature still remained at 37 degrees 1, and he did not have an upward fever.
"It's okay!" Xia Nuan breathed a sigh of relief, "It seems like the fever won't be too high."
She has experience in this area, and Xicheng feels much more relaxed when he sees her relaxing.
"I'll take care of him. You can rest for a while. There's a nursing bed over there."
"No, I'm not sleepy either." Xia Nuan smiled gratefully at him, "You go to sleep, I'll take care of you."
Xicheng shook his head, "I'm fine."
"I won't leave without saying goodbye again." Xia Nuan said.
He was startled, then laughed, "No, I didn't mean that, I'm just not too sleepy."
Xia Nuan also laughed, "Sit down!"
Xicheng nodded, packed up the towel, and sat on the other side of the bed.
Xia Nuan covered the little guy with a blanket, "I have collected some videos of him. I will give them to you later. There are some things in it from when he was a child."