As he ran, he pulled the cord of the light bulb switch outside the corridor.
"Su Zhiqing, An An is sick. Please quickly make arrangements for Bai Zhiqing. I'll go next door and call Doctor Liu over."
After Uncle Wang finished his inquiry, he ran away.
Su Suihua was shocked when she saw a few people.
"Qiao Qiao, please come in first."
"Sister Suihua." Bai Ruoqiao's eyes felt a little hot when she saw the younger sister Su Suihua.
The voice was hoarse, "Sister Suihua, An An has a low fever and has been unconscious for a while."
"No, no, don't worry, the doctor will be here soon."
Su Suihua quickly reached out and touched An An's forehead.
I was slightly relieved to see that the temperature was not too high.
Then the mother took them to an empty ward first.
Su Suihua was also an educated youth who went to Nanyang Village.
But she came a few years earlier than Bai Ruoqiao and is five years older than her. She is an intellectual and senior sister.
Bai Ruoqiao was taken care of by her when she first arrived.
Later, An An was born, and because he was a premature baby, he was born weak.
It just so happened that Su Suihua was working in the health center, and the two of them had closer contact.
She also has another identity.
It’s An An’s godmother.
It’s a pity that Su Suihua’s ending in her previous life was not good.
She only found out about it by accident much later.
Su Suihua failed the college entrance examination and was urgently called back to the city by her family to get married.
Later, it was said that she caught her husband cheating on her.
She fell during an argument and died of complications during childbirth.
However, less than a month after his wife and son died, the scumbag remarried.
Bai Ruoqiao once suspected that Su Suihua's death was not that simple.
It's just that it's been a long time and I can't find anything.
Of course, she didn't let that scumbag have an easy time either.
The whole family was in a mess because of her.
In the end, they were scattered and no one had a good life.
Doctor Liu came over quickly and examined An An before he breathed a sigh of relief.
"It's just a slight fever, nothing serious, give her an IV first. But An An is born with a weak constitution, so to prevent it from getting worse or recurring, you'd better stay in the hospital for one night."
Zhao Anan and Bai Ruoqiao are considered "regulars" in the clinic, so almost everyone here recognizes them.
"Okay, thank you, Dr. Liu."
Bai Ruoqiao thanked him gratefully.
Doctor Liu nodded and looked at Zhao Sihai who remained silent.
"This is..."
Bai Ruoqiao turned her head and glanced at Zhao Sihai, and introduced, "This is my husband Zhao Sihai, he just returned home after retiring from the army."
"Oh, it's Zhao Zhizhi, hello."
"Hello, thank you for your help tonight, Dr. Liu." Zhao Sihai also thanked him politely.
"No, I'll go first. If there's anything, just ask Su Zhizhi to call me." Doctor Liu left after giving his instructions.
Su Suihua also went to get the medicine.
The room suddenly became quiet, with only the couple staring at the sleeping child on the bed.
The atmosphere suddenly became a little depressing.
Bai Ruoqiao looked at her son's pale face.
I couldn't help but think of the last time I saw you in my previous life.
That was her lifelong nightmare.
The tears fell unconsciously, in big drops.
Zhao Sihai suddenly grabbed her shoulders, pressed her head into his arms, and spoke in a low, hoarse voice.
"Qiao Qiao... An An will be fine, don't cry..."
But this cry made Bai Ruoqiao cry even harder.
Just to avoid waking An An, I tried hard to suppress my crying.
Zhao Sihai was at a loss for a moment.
At this time, Su Suihua came in with medicine.
He coughed lightly as a reminder.
Bai Ruoqiao then took a step back and turned her head to wipe her tears.
Su Suihua just thought she was worried about An An, and sighed in her heart.
I hope An An will have the opportunity to recover her health in the future.
Such a cute, well-behaved and sensible child, if he continues to be sick in the future...
It’s sad to think about it.
She hurriedly hung up the infusion bottle for Zhao Anan.
Bai Ruoqiao watched the needle pierce into her skin little by little, and her heart began to ache.
Probably feeling the pain, Zhao Anan frowned and slowly opened his eyes.
He opened his mouth, wanting to cry but not daring to, so he could only weakly shout, "Mom..."
The voice is like that of a delicate little kitten, soft and shallow, which makes people feel distressed.
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