Dad: Super cute twins come to your door

"What's wrong?"

In the living room, everyone who was chatting heard the crying and rushed to the master bedroom.

As soon as they entered the door, they saw Lin Penghuai, who was hurriedly holding Dabao and was sweating profusely.

The old man held Dabao and kept changing postures.

One moment let Dabao lie on his body, and the next let him lie flat in his arms.

But no matter how he hugged, Dabao couldn't stop crying.

His already somewhat rosy face was red from crying.

Halfway through crying, the little one wants to gnaw his little hand.

As a result, the little hand just stuffed into his mouth, and suddenly cried even more fiercely.

"Wow——!"

Two lines of small tears kept pouring out.

Looking at the crying miserable Dabao, Lin Penghuai was also sweating anxiously.

"What's wrong?"

Su Hang said, and stepped forward distressed and took Dabao from the old man's hand.

As soon as the hot yam in his hand disappeared, Lin Penghuai instantly breathed a sigh of relief and sat on the edge of the bed panting.

"Did you wake up Dabao?"

Tang Yimei frowned, and her eyes looked at her old man with some reproach.

Hearing this, Lin Penghuai looked anxious and immediately refuted.

"Don't talk nonsense, I covered Dabao with a quilt, and as soon as I turned around, he woke up." "

"Really?"

Tang Yimei listened, and her eyes narrowed.

Lin Penghuai was just about to explain two more sentences, and Su Hang's brows furrowed slightly.

"Dabao has a little low-grade fever. "

He said, stretched out his hand, and tested the temperature under Dabao's armpit.

After some probing, he immediately took out the thermometer and measured it on the little one.

37.6 degrees, low-grade fever.

"Why did you suddenly have a low-grade fever?"

Hearing this, several elders looked awe-inspiring at the same time.

Lin Yueqing and Tang Yimei stepped forward anxiously and checked around Dabao.

"It can't be chickenpox again, right?"

"Not really, no signs of chickenpox?"

"What's that about?"

"Let's cool down the child first. "

Saying that, Tang Yimei hurried to the bathroom and got a wet towel.

Su Hang carefully placed Dabao on the bed, ready to give him a careful examination.

As a result, as soon as he left his father's embrace, Dabao suddenly cried even more fiercely.

The little one was crying at the top of his throat, and his crying voice was a little hoarse.

In desperation, Su Hang could only pick up the little guy again and coax the little guy to calm down first.

Otherwise, Dabao kept crying, and he couldn't check it carefully.

......

"Whew..."

"Wow..."

Lying pitifully on his father, Dabao continued to choke.

Ben's eyes were a little confused, and he narrowed slightly because of the redness and swelling of crying.

"What's wrong?"

At the door of the master bedroom.

Lin Jia, who had just finished busy in the kitchen, saw her son's miserable appearance of crying, and she felt distressed.

She quickly took it from Su Hang's hand and gently patted Dabao's back.

The little one lay in his mother's arms, sobbed a few more times, and then fell asleep in a daze.

Put Dabao in the stroller, Su Hang took the towel that had been washed again with warm water, and continued to wipe Dabao's body.

"A bit of a low-grade fever. "

Su Hang wiped and whispered to Lin Jia.

Hearing this, Lin Jiaxin instantly mentioned it.

In her mind, almost immediately thought of Sanbao, who had a fever before.

"Is it chickenpox?"

Looking at Dabao worriedly, Lin Jia asked nervously.

Shaking his head, Su Hang looked serious and said, "It's not chickenpox." "

Could it be that you have a cold?" said Lin Jia, tidying up the clothes on Dabao's body.

Seeing the beginning of winter, the temperature changes dramatically.

During this time period, children are indeed prone to cold.

But Dabao wears no less clothes than other little guys.

And out of a few little guys, his physique is the best.

"It's not simply getting cold. "

Su Hang squatted down in front of Dabao, who had fallen back to sleep, gently lifted his hands and feet to check, and then touched his stomach.

Seeing that there was no problem in this examination, he immediately followed the way of Chinese medicine, gently held Dabao's two small wrists, and began to take the pulse.

On the side, several elders saw that Su Hang did not mean to send the child to the hospital, but began to learn the appearance of Chinese medicine and take the pulse of the child, and couldn't help but wonder.

When did this kid learn to take his pulse?

Thinking of this stubble, several elders looked strange and became strange.

"When did our son still understand the pulse of Chinese medicine?

Lin Yueqing covered her mouth and asked her wife in a low voice.

Su Cheng stared at Su Hang's actions, and shook his head helplessly: "I don't know, maybe I learned it last year?"

"Studying medicine is a long-term thing, and it can't be learned in a while, right?" asked Tang Yimei suspiciously.

"Well, doesn't it take at least six or seven years to study medicine?" added Lin Penghuai with a frown.

"Longer ones. Su Cheng also frowned and shook his head.

In the eyes of several elders, Su Hang's action was really a little inexplicable.

Because before this, Su Hang had not told them that he would heal.

So after seeing Su Hang give Dabao a pulse, their first reaction was disbelief.

"Xiaohang, otherwise it's better to send it directly to the hospital for examination? "

"Yes, in case it is caused by inflammation in the body, it will be troublesome..."

"Xiaohang, go to the hospital quickly. "

Su Cheng frowned and looked at his son's inexplicable actions, and also urged anxiously.

But in the face of the opposition of several elders, Su Hang did not stop.

He still sat on the edge of the bed, quietly taking Dabao's pulse, occasionally frowning and pondering.

It looks like it's stuck in a world of its own.

Seeing this, Su Cheng was ready to step forward and remind Su Hang.

Continuing to drag on like this, such an inexplicable inspection, is really worrying.

However, just when he stretched out his hand and was about to pat Su Hang on the shoulder, he was stopped by Lin Jia.

"Dad, Su Hang will check Dabao, wait a minute." "

Lin Jia said, looking at Su Hang with a serious expression.

Seeing that his daughter-in-law actually believed that her son could heal, Su Cheng couldn't help but be stunned.

The expressions of the other elders were also different.

What's the situation?

Could it really be?

The four elders looked stunned and looked at Su Hang in amazement.

"It's not... Xiaojia, when did Xiaohang learn Chinese medicine?"

Lin Yueqing blinked and looked at Lin Jia in confusion.

He said he had taught himself a few years ago. Lin Jia glanced at her mother-in-law in surprise, and her eyebrows were slightly thick: "Didn't he mention it?"

"This..."

Hearing her daughter-in-law's explanation, Lin Yueqing's expression was subtle.

Learned in previous years?

If the hand, Su Hang's medical skill, was learned while working in their Hangzhou last year, then it makes sense.

After all, they were not with their son at that time, they couldn't see each other on weekdays, and they didn't know normal.

But a few years ago...

His own son, who used to go to school properly, did not miss class to go out to play.

In this case, how can you learn medical skills on your own and still learn something?