Living Next To The Male God

Xia Ye tasted like chewing wax, and soon put down his chopsticks, "Dad, I will go to the hospital with you later."

Teacher Xia nodded in response.

In the hospital.

Tang Hongjun and Chen Suling were accompanied by him. Tang Hongjun was still wearing the clothes of the unit. He forgot to take his coat. He couldn't feel the heat. As soon as the doctor came, he would subconsciously follow the doctor and ask how he was doing.

The doctor's face (color) was dignified, first shook his head, and when he saw Tang Hongjun's face (color) pale, he immediately explained: "This situation is too rare. After all, the patient's previous condition was special, and we were not sure about it. Now it looks like it's just a fever. , But he hasn't sweated, and he can't see anything else... first get an injection, and the nurse will come to do a blood test later."

Tang Hongjun agreed repeatedly, and went to the nurse with the bill in a flustered expression.

Chen Suling was sitting next to the small hospital bed, holding her son's little hand that had not been given an injection, her lips trembled and she couldn't speak, she finally yelled "Baby" and her tears rolled first.

The nurse came to draw the blood of the child on the sick (bed chuang). Tang Hongjun stayed in the ward and was worried. He ran to the place where the blood was tested and stood there waiting for the list to come out, standing there pacing back and forth, and went there every few minutes. Ask, I'm already a little nervous.

Chen Suling refused to leave in front of the hospital bed, but the hand covering the child shook slightly.

Xia Ye followed his father to the hospital and saw Tang Jinyu.

The layout of the single children’s ward is not so plain, with cartoon drawings on the walls, but it can’t change the smell of disinfectant in the ward.

The face (color) of the child on the sick (bed chuang) is flushed, the hair on his forehead is messy, and the lips are rarely ruddy anymore. They are shrunk in the quilt in a large hospital gown. They are small and extremely thin.

Teacher Xia talked to Chen Suling and asked about the situation.

Xia Ye walked to the bed, he saw the child lying on the sick (bed chuang) suddenly felt a pain in his heart, a little guy who can run and jump at ordinary times, suddenly lying here can’t get up, his neck is small and fragile Like a porcelain doll, it will break at any time.

The child was so burnt that he was talking nonsense in his dream, making a little cat-like voice, ambiguous, and unable to hear what he was saying.

Xia Ye heard it, and walked over to cover him with a quilt. As soon as he reached the little hand, the child held a finger.

It's so small, with thin fingers and tightly grasped.

Xia Ye didn't move, and sat with him.

Tang Hongjun returned soon, with a mixed expression on his face, "The test results are out, and the doctor said there is nothing unusual."

Both Chen Suling and Teacher Xia got up and looked at the test sheet. Chen Suling asked, "Then what should I do now? Xiaoyu has not been awake."

Tang Hongjun shook his head, feeling a little bit depressed, "I don't know, but I have to observe it again."

"How long will it take to observe?"

"At least one night..."

Chen Suling opened her mouth and closed it again. It took a long time before she gritted her teeth and said: "Then one night, if Xiaoyu is not well tomorrow morning, we will transfer to the hospital and ask for an ambulance to take him all the way to the capital to find the best. Hospital."

Tang Hongjun nodded and said firmly: "Okay."

Teacher Xia was very emotional on the side, but he agreed with them in his heart. If he changed him, if Xia Ye had such an accident, he would not be reconciled if he didn't fight to the last moment.

Teacher Xia didn't bother them too much. He came to visit and asked about the situation and left.

It's just that Xia Ye sat there and didn't leave. Tang Jinyu's fingers were still being held by Tang Jinyu. Even though the child had a lot of energy in his sleep, his small fingers were white because of the force.

Xia Ye looked at his watch and said, "Dad, you should go home first. I will study in the evening at 7:30, and there will be a period of time before I will ride a bike from the hospital."

Teacher Xia said, "That way, you go slower on the road."

Xia Ye sat there and stayed with him. The child’s lips (dry gan) could be skinned and talked half-awake. Chen Suling and Tang Hongjun rushed over to respond with one or two responses. Their voices were very soft, for fear of waking him up, but they were afraid not The answering child cannot hear it.

Xia Ye didn't leave until 8 o'clock. Later, when the doctor came to check the child's body, he broke off the fingers they were holding.

Chen Suling came over and whispered to him: "Xiao Ye, you go to school, you and Uncle Tang can be busy."

Xia Ye nodded and went out, but returned within a few minutes.

Chen Suling was surprised: "Why didn't you go to school?"

Xia Ye said: "Aunt Chen, I called the teacher and asked for leave. Today I will stay with Xiaoyu."

Chen Suling still wanted to persuade him, but her eyes were still red, which was not convincing.

Xia Ye stayed in the hospital at night, and he also called home. Teacher Xia supported his decision.

"That's fine. You can take care of me. Your Uncle Tang and his family are all good people. If you can help, please help." Teacher Xia sighed on the phone. Well, I am powerless and can only care more on the phone. "Did the doctor say anything?"

"After the fever-reducing injection, the temperature went up again twice, and again and again, Aunt Chen gave Xiaoyu water, which was better than in the evening."

"That's good, that's good."

Xia Ye briefly talked about the situation, then hung up the phone and went back to the ward.

Tang Jinyu lives in a small suite with a bed to sleep in and a sofa outside. Xia Ye just made do on the sofa. This night, he slept slightly for an hour or two, but the Tang family and his wife did not close their eyes overnight.

Xia Ye saw Tang Hongjun and Chen Suling taking care of the child with his own eyes, and a slight movement immediately caused the parents to look at them in panic. They were really scared.

When Tang Hongjun saw the child's temperature rise, he rang the bell to find a nurse. Before the nurse came, he hurried out to find the doctor on duty, for fear of delaying his condition.

At first, Chen Suling was accompanied by the bed. Later, she hugged her son. She was awkward all night. While kissing the child in her arms, she shed tears and whispered to him: "Baby, wake up baby, look at mom ..."

Natsuno can do very little, but he is also doing what he can.

In the wee hours of the morning, Tang Hongjun couldn't wait anymore, he went downstairs to find an ambulance.

Chen Suling quickly packed a few clothes for the child and put them in her bag. She asked Xia Ye to take care of the child. She ran to the nurse's station to open the case. The child received several injections this evening, and she had to record the dosage of the medicine. Used for the second transfer.

The child on the sick (bed chuang) shrank and shivered, as if it was cold, Xia Ye subconsciously wrapped him in a quilt and hugged him in his arms, looking at the unconscious little face, his heart was confused.

The small and soft ball was in his arms, and the whole face was red with heat. When he hugged a little, the child in his arms would make a small whine and move his brows. Xia Ye didn't know what to do. Thinking of last night, she stretched out a hand like Tang Hongjun and his wife, and she was slowly grasped by the child.

But after a while, the child started to cry, first sobbing, and then crying "Grandpa", and gradually he could hear what he said from the slurred speech.

Xia Ye was stunned for a moment, and then followed him in a low voice: "Xiaoyu? Xiaoyu wake up, okay?"

Tang Jinyu was still crying with her eyes closed, but slowly the shout in her mouth changed and she shouted "Brother".

Xia Ye coaxed him: "Yes, it's me. You wake up, open your eyes and look at your brother."

The child in his arms was sobbing and crying "Brother", his face was full of tears, probably because Xia Ye was wrapped too tightly with the quilt, and slowly began to sweat on his forehead, and the fine hair was wet with sweat.

Xia Ye didn't know what to do. He sat there stiffly holding his hands and did not dare to let go. The doctor said that Xiaoyu hadn't sweated all night. Obviously, if he sweated, he should be better.

He was thinking about it, when he heard footsteps outside the door, Chen Suling pushed the door and walked in.

Xia Ye sat there holding the child and said, "Aunt Chen, Xiao Yu is sweating!"

Chen Suling was stunned for a moment, and there was a surprise on her face immediately: "Really, let me see!" She walked over a few steps and nodded after seeing it: "Yes, yes, sweating, Ono, hold him still, I Go to the doctor and be back soon!"

However, within a few minutes, the attending doctor came with him, and immediately took the child for examination.

Xia Ye stood by, thought for a while and went downstairs again, and told Tang Hongjun the news. Tang Hongjun’s ambulance had been booked. He immediately ran up after hearing that the elevator was too slow, so he climbed directly. When I arrived at the door of the ward, I was panting and sweating profusely.

Tang Jinyu's condition began to improve, and her temperature dropped to 37° for the first time. This is the greatest good news.

Chen Suling was too excited, and Tang Hongjun went to the ward and cried with sobs. When he returned, his eyes were red.

The child opened his eyes at seven o'clock in the morning and shouted "hungry".

Chen Suling repeatedly promised that she would go to buy him food. As soon as she walked outside the ward, she rushed to Teacher Xia who was carrying a thermos barrel to deliver millet porridge.

Teacher Xia shook the thermos barrel in his hand and smiled and said, "I'm fine at home. Ono called me and said, I just wanted to help everyone with the logistics. I brought breakfast and cooked it. For more than an hour, Xiaoyu eats porridge best now."

Chen Suling invited him in, she went to feed Tang Jinyu to a small bowl of porridge, and left Tang Hongjun and Teacher Xia to talk outside.

The child quickly fell asleep again after eating a bowl of porridge. This time he breathed smoothly and looked much better.

Teacher Xia didn’t stay in the hospital for long. He was mainly doing logistics this time. He went back to help them cook lunch. You can buy food in the hospital, but it’s better to have hot meals prepared from home, which is more suitable for children. Appetite.

Xia Ye took another day off and stayed with him in the hospital.

Chen Suling didn’t want to let him go to school. Xia Ye sat on the side of the bed and said, “Aunt Chen, don’t say that. Uncle Tang has been taking care of me, and my dad had an accident a year ago. Thanks to Xiaoyu. You treat me as a family. Let me stay here."

"Hey."

During the day, I gave the child an infusion, and after losing four big bottles of potion, Chen Suling and Tang Hongjun were already very tired, so Xia Ye let them go to sleep and kept on guard.

Don't worry, the Tang couple took turns to rest for two or three hours, and stayed with their children there.

Tang Jinyu slept peacefully after the fever subsided. She occasionally said two dream talks, and all shouted "Grandpa", and once she called "Xia Ye". Xia Ye stretched his finger over and was held by him, as if he was holding it tightly for fear of losing it.

Xia Ye was by his side to accompany him, never leaving the little guy. This is the first time that he has brought a child, and it is also the first time that someone is so dependent on him and is completely in the position of a protector.

In the evening, the children who had fallen asleep all day and night slowly came to life.

At that time, Chen Suling was waiting for the injections at the nurse’s station, while Tang Hongjun was settling the ambulance cost downstairs. Although he was useless, he booked for a whole day, always preparing to take her son if something unexpected happened. Sent to hospital for rescue.

When the lights were turned on in the ward, Xia Ye opened his eyes little by little as he watched the child shake his eyelashes. The plain white face, thick eyelashes, and butterfly wings that resemble ink (color) flickered slightly. The moment he opened his eyes, the butterfly was alive, with a touch of agility, he bent up and smiled when he saw him.

"Brother~"

"Wake up?"

"I had a long dream, so tired."

"What did you dream of?"

"Dreaming about school..."

The child looked at him, with a little confusion after waking up, staring at Xia Ye and said, "Brother, I seem to have known you for a long time."

Xia Ye was amused by him.

The child said with a nasal voice: "Really, I have watched it for a long time, and I know you when I see it."

Xia Ye rubbed his head and picked him up. "Little fool."

"Brother is smart..."

"Ok."

"My brother is the best, and my brother will always be good..."

The kid in his arms started to compliment as soon as he woke up. He was as unbelievably obedient as before, like feeding a big baby with sugar. He praised a lot and said that he could live a hundred years old.

Xia Ye laughed, pressing his chin against his small head, and replied, "Well, we all live a long life."

After Tang Jinyu woke up this time, she no longer had a fever.

Tang Hongjun and his wife were very happy, but they did not tell others that Tang Jinyu's examination results were not very good yesterday. The child had a fever for a day and a night and was observed in the hospital for a period of time. The body index has fluctuated. Although he is now healthy, the doctor is not very optimistic.

The child is too young to use some medicines, and there is no guarantee that there will be no sequelae to a complete recovery after this time. The doctor euphemistically suggested that they go to a larger hospital and check again.

Two Tang's husband and wife appeared in this matter.

Chen Suling wanted to check, but Tang Hongjun refused.

He can only accept that his son is healthy now. For one thing, he is reluctant to take the blood to do various tests. Secondly, he simply cannot accept the other possibility.

Two years ago, they went to the Beijing Hospital, the Guanguan department looked for the best doctor, but the diagnosis was unacceptable.

The doctor said that Xiaoyu would not live to be ten years old.

Tang Hongjun and his wife are sad, but they are also hoping for a miracle.

Tang Hongjun is convinced that now is a miracle. His son has survived again. He is right in front of him. He is so healthy, he can eat and sleep. He will call him "Dad" and laugh at him. He has no reason to take his son. The hospital tossed again.

"Xiaoyu is fine, there is no need to go to the hospital." Tang Hongjun insisted.

Chen Suling was a little helpless, she was a bit more sensible than her husband, but when she heard the child yelled "Mom" softly and stretched out her little hand to hug, she also softened her heart.

She decided to wait for a while.

Over the years, I have heard too much died si) Diagnosis", and she doesn't want to hear it again so cruelly.

After a period of hospitalization, Tang Jinyu's body recovered and was ready to be discharged.

He is so healthy that the doctors have some doubts that his original diagnosis was correct. If he hadn't watched him with his high fever and the previous cases were still there, the doctors had begun to doubt the high-tech equipment. The child seemed to have never been ill. , In other words, after a high fever, I am healthier than before.

Tang Hongjun happily prepared a car to take his son home, and when he was on the road, he stopped the car and went to the department store to buy a lot of toys.

Chen Suling was waiting in the car with her child, but she didn't dare to let him get out of the car and see the wind, for fear that he would be sick again.

The two of them were sitting in the car, and Chen Suling smiled and teased him to talk, "The baby has scared his mother these days. Why can't I wake up after sleeping for so long? Mom doesn't understand what I said, you still remember the dream What's up?"

Tang Jinyu shook her head.

Chen Suling kissed him on the forehead and smiled: "Yes, let alone you, adults can't remember even dreaming."

Tang Jinyu sat obediently in his mother's arms, he actually remembered a little. But the memory is very vague, like in a classroom, he wears the same school uniform as Xia Ye's brother, where he is immersed in writing homework, and has been busy with classes and exams... I can’t remember the details, as if his grades were pretty good. Okay, I was praised and got a scholarship.

I just remember that I was a little relieved and a little bit happy.

I can't remember the rest.

That seems to be another world, another birth of him.