Under the leadership of Liu Tong, when Ji Yuqi went to Ji Niancheng's room, Li Yun and the three family doctors of the Pei family were standing by, helping Ji Niancheng take blood and measure his temperature.
Seeing her, Li Yun wasn't sure if he was afraid she'd worry and start imagining things, so while the three family doctors were meticulously prescribing medication based on the blood test results, he explained, "The cause of the little prince's high fever is a bacterial infection, not a postoperative malfunction."
Ji Yuqi bit his lip and stood there without saying a word.
All her attention was focused on the small figure lying on the bed, deep in sleep.
Ji Niancheng was already short of oxygen before he even came out of her belly.
According to the doctor who performed the cesarean section on her, when Ji Niancheng was born, his body was black and purple, and his limbs were weak. The pediatrician tried to give him first aid for a long time, but he didn't cry. At that time, all the professional pediatricians and obstetricians and gynecologists in the operating room gave up and gave a unanimous result on the evaluation sheet: the mother gave birth to a stillborn baby boy at 16:23.
Ji Niancheng was wrapped in a blood-stained blanket by the nurse and thrown into the morgue.
Finally, it was the staff at the morgue who noticed that his little hand was moving, and they rushed him to the neonatal ICU.
Ji Niancheng started crying.
However, no medical staff at the hospital where Ji Yuqi gave birth believed that the baby could survive. Firstly, it was born prematurely and its lungs were underdeveloped. Secondly, it suffered from congenital heart disease and had a weak heartbeat.
Everyone thinks: it will die sooner or later, it’s just a matter of time.
But Ji Niancheng survived.
I endured day after day, month after month, year after year.
Everyone sighed: It's a miracle that he can grow so big.
However, in order to survive, Ji Niancheng suffered too much and endured too much pain.
Ji Niancheng is in poor health, weak and has very poor resistance.
Not only does he get sick much more frequently than normal children, but minor illnesses that normal children can heal on their own without taking medicine may develop into serious illnesses that take his life if he falls into Ji Niancheng's body.
Ji Yuqi was most afraid that Ji Niancheng would get sick.
Even if he sneezed, Ji Yuqi would be terrified.
Because every time Ji Niancheng fell ill, he almost lost half his life.
Ji Yuqi looked at the person lying on the bed with a sickly red face, and his heart was broken into pieces.
After sending Li Yun and the three family doctors downstairs, Aunt Liu returned to the room and looked at the disheveled Ji Yuqi. After hesitating for a moment, she whispered, "Miss Ji, your clothes are wet. Do you want to change into clean clothes first?"
Ji Yuqi didn't react at all.
She just sat by the bed, holding Ji Niancheng's pitifully small hand tightly.
I don’t know if it’s because the temperature is too high or because of the medicine, but Ji Niancheng has been sleeping all the time. However, his sleep is not sound. When he is half asleep, he keeps calling for his mother.
At that moment, Ji Yuqi was so heartbroken that he could hardly control himself.
"Mom is here." Ji Yuqi lowered her body and whispered in Ji Niancheng's ear, "Chengcheng, be good and have a good sleep. Mom will be with you."
Ji Niancheng's eyelids moved several times, as if he was trying hard to open his eyelids, but he couldn't.
Ji Yuqi first lowered her head and gently kissed his rosy little face, then raised her hand and stroked his little head: "Chengcheng, sleep peacefully, mommy is always with you."
Feeling her touch, Ji Niancheng finally felt safe and gradually fell into a peaceful sleep.
Ji Yuqi has been gently stroking Ji Niancheng's hair.
The sky outside the window has become completely dark.
The room was lit only by two dimly lit wall lamps.
In the dim light, Ji Yuqi's eyes were always on Ji Niancheng's hair.
Both she and Pei Yucheng have fine hair, which is black and thick.
But Ji Niancheng has had bad hair since he was a child.
Thin and yellow.
Although it feels very soft and comfortable.
But the more Ji Yuqi touched, the more painful her heart felt.
It was all her fault for not giving him a strong and healthy body.
Ji Yuqi stroked his little head and whispered, "Chengcheng, I really want to transfer all your pain to mom. Mom really hates that she can't bear it for you..."
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