80 military doctor's little wife

Tang Xincheng frowned, en, hate, as if some, but just as a stranger, just at this time, the elevator Ding opened.

"Qiuqiu, it's time."

Dabai pointed out, "look for mom."

"Well, look for mom."

Tang Xincheng tensed his little nephew's fat hand, and then put his hand on his small forehead. It was still a little hot. He fed him sugar water, but the fever did not subside, so he brought him here.

Tang Xincheng takes Dabai out of the elevator, during which even the extra sight is not given to Ren Fu.

Of course, don't think he doesn't know. Ren's father came here to see Wu Liangliang, not him. He really doesn't want to be moved. It's empty to be moved. People come here to see their grandson. What's his business?

The elevator was also closed. Gu Dabai looked back at the elevator for half a day.

"Uncle, that's not Dabai's grandfather," Dabai wrinkled his small nose. He had two grandfathers, and he remembered them very well. His grandfather was not so old.

"Well, that's not Dabai's grandfather."

Tang Xincheng clenched the little nephew's little hand, "so Dabai must remember, don't walk with others casually, even if that person claims to be grandfather, because it's someone else's grandfather, not Dabai's grandfather. Other people's grandfather will sell Dabai, and then Dabai can't see or play with his uncle any more."

Dabai shakes his little head like a wave. "Dabai is good-natured. Dabai won't recognize his grandfather wrongly." and he is also a very smart child. How can he recognize his grandfather wrongly? His grandfather is very good-looking, so he won't be so bad-looking.

"It's good to know," Tang Xincheng squatted down again, and then touched his little nephew's forehead. How could his heart be a little anxious now? How could it be so hot? The little faces were as red as if they had been burned by fire, but the good thing was that they were in good spirits and talked with their uncle all the way.

"I'm going, uncle. I'll carry you."

He bent down, Gu Dabai lying on his shoulder, is also used to.

In fact, he and Xiaobai grew up on their uncle's back. When they were young, they could not hold them, so they carried them on their backs.

Tang Xincheng stands up. Dabai leans his chin on his uncle's shoulder. His little body is trembling now. His spirit is not bad. Maybe it's because he has been in good health since he was a child. Even if he is burned like this, he is a good and brave child without humming.

As for the fact that he was here to be his father, it was all left behind by him. Since they were all people who didn't want to recognize, it seemed that there was no need to remember them or to tell anyone.

Especially his mother, Tang Xincheng did not want to tell Ren Li..

Besides, people come here to see their grandchildren, not theirs.

He carries Dabai to his sister Tang Yuxin's office. As soon as he goes in, he sees that Tang Yuxin happens to be there.

"Mom..."

Dabai reaches out his little arm to Tang Yuxin. His mouth is flat and his face is red and hot. Now is he aware of the pain and the grievance?

"How long has it been burning?" Tang Yuxin hugs Dabai and reaches out her hand to touch his forehead. It's really hot. She takes out the thermometer from her pocket and asks Gu Dabai to clip it. Then she puts him on the bed inside. Gu Dabai sits obediently. Although his face is a little red, she is still very good. She can do whatever her mother wants.

Tang Xincheng also found a chair for himself and sat up. Gu Dabai was still a little heavier. When he carried it to the present, he was sweating. If it was too long, he might not be able to carry it.

He counted the time in his mind.

"It's been almost two hours. I saw that his face was not right. I found that he had a fever, so I fed him some sugar water, but it didn't come back. So I brought him here."

Tang Yuxin's syrup is effective and good for treating colds, but it is only limited to treating colds. If other diseases lead to fever, then syrup is of no use.

That's why Tang Xincheng sent Gu Dabai so quickly. He couldn't wait for Tang Zhinian to come back.

Tang Yuxin holds his son '.

After a while, Tang Yuxin took out her son's thermometer. As a result, when she saw the temperature above, she also had a headache, and it was almost 39 degrees. But the child was good. If the average child got to this temperature, he would not even cry any more. However, he was still in good spirits, and his little body was sitting upright.

"Sister, are you ok?"

Tang Xincheng is also very anxious to ask, especially to see the little nephew's little face more and more red, and then red down, will not be about to blow it?

"Maybe it's a viral cold, so the general drugs are useless to him, and the sugar water is even more impossible. Otherwise, it's impossible to drink the sugar water, and it's still so hot now?"

Tang Yuxin also had some conclusions in his mind. As for whether or not, it is still hard to say. They also need to do some tests.

She took out her mobile phone, gave Gu Ning a call and asked if he could come now? She is a doctor, and there will be an urgent operation to be done soon. Tang Xincheng is the only one here. Tang Xincheng is a child. She can't take care of Xiaobai, a smaller one. She's afraid he can't handle it.

"Don't worry. I'll be right there."

Gu Ning quickly put down the mobile phone, but also in front of the laptop closed.

He had arrived in less than ten minutes.

"Dad..."

As soon as Dabai saw Gu Ning coming, he quickly asked his father to hold him. Maybe he was really sick. Now he is not feeling well, so he is very sticky. Just now he had to ask his mother to hold him. Now his father is coming, and he wants his father to hold him.

Gu Ning hugged his son, and then put his big hand on his son's small forehead. It was hot.

"About what?" Gu Ning asked Tang Yuxin, the child's health has always been good, rarely sick, how suddenly, had such a high fever?

"Nine times out of ten it's a virus, it's a cold."

"Let's go," said Tang Yuxin, putting on his clothes. "Go and take a blood test for him first."

Gu Ning quickly hugged Dabai and went to the blood collection department.

Wait until the blood collection department, where the blood collection nurse saw Dabai, quickly held his soft hand, "how do we come here, Dabai is not sick?"

"Well," Dabai nodded, "sister, Dabai is ill."

"I'm not afraid of it," said the nurse, touching Dabai's fat hand. "My sister won't hurt Dabai."