Gu Nuanxi said: "My son's thermos pot is filled with hot water and sent it, diapers, water cups, and facial towels..."
Gu Nuanxi said a lot, all of which were related to her son. Jiang Chenshao called the servant in his family. He walked over and picked up his son from his wife's arms, "I'll hold him, you can rest for a while."
"I'm not tired."
The little guy feels so uncomfortable that he just needs to hold his mother in his arms, and he feels most aggrieved in his mother's arms.
Gu Nuanxi has to meet her son every few minutes to try whether it will reduce the fever.
The servant came over overnight, "Sir, this is what the wife told her to bring. How is the young master?"
“The fever has not subsided.”
The servant stays automatically and sees where they can help.
Jiang Chenshao mixed a cup of warm water for his son, and Gu Nuanxi hugged and fed the little guy.
After arranging the ward, the servants were asked to go back, and the family of three went to the ward.
After tossing until three o'clock in the morning, the little guy was sweating and fell asleep on the bed.
Gu Nuanxi looked at her pale little face and stroked her heartache, "I usually look at her pink and tender little meat, healthy and full of vitality. She looks listless when she gets sick, and even the little meat on her body is
Weak."
The couple cried so hard that their hearts were irritated.
Jiang Chenshao looked at the drop of his body temperature, "Xiao Nuan, you should also lie in the bed and sleep for a while, and observe for a few more hours. It's okay, we'll go home at dawn."
"Husband, the bed is small. Why don't you sleep on the bed with your son in your arms? I'll lie on the sofa for a while. I'm short, I can lie down on the sofa."
As soon as Gu Nuanxi finished speaking, Jiang Chenshao spoke, "How can I bear to let you sleep on the sofa? Be obedient. If you lie on the bed, I will feel more at ease when I sleep on the sofa."
Jiang Chenshao took off his coat and lay on the sofa, put it on his body casually. He hugged his hands and closed his eyes to rest. Only then did Gu Nuanxi realize that her husband was wearing barefoot leather shoes.
After a while, Jiang Chenshao felt something moving on his body. When he opened his eyes, his wife took off her cotton jacket and gently covered her legs, wrapping her feet, "My son and I want to cover the quilt, so we cover my son's.
The blanket is also covered with you. Husband, don’t refuse. Even if you are a man who is a man, you are a human being. I don’t want you to get sick.”
Gu Nuanxi put his son's blanket on her husband's upper body and went to bed to take care of the little guy.
The little guy on the bed was asleep, and suddenly he moved in discomfort. Gu Nuanxi hurriedly hugged his son tightly, feeling the cumbersome beside him, so the little guy was calm.
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At nine o'clock the next morning, you could hear the little guy crying outside the door. The fever-reducing patch on his forehead was also twisted around in annoyance, trying to rub it off.
Gu Nuanxi's worry came from the ward, "He obviously had a fever last night, and he had a fever again soon after dawn, and the fever-reducing patch he used didn't work. Now he has a fever of 38.6."
Jiang Chenshao called at the safety entrance to arrange the company's affairs, "The meeting was postponed. I won't go to the company today. Shanjun felt a little uncomfortable in the hospital."
?When Jiang Chenshao entered the ward again, Gu Nuanxi held the small meat bun in distress, "Honey, the doctor asked my son to have a blood routine test today."
Jiang Chenshao put away his cell phone, picked up his son with one hand, held the blanket he covered last night, and wrapped it behind his son, "Let's go, my son is a little man, and he is not afraid of blood draw."
The little guy lay on his father's shoulder, crying so hard that he couldn't even get tired of it. Jiang Chenshao's neck was pressed against his son's face, and he felt distressed that he could only hug his son tightly.
When he arrived at the blood test site, the little guy cried heartbrokenly. He had a fever and had no blood in his face. He coughed again. Finally, he cried so hard that his little guy was red because he was too sad. The little guy cried silently several times. Gu Nuan