"Hongdou, Hongdou, daddy is here."
"Hongdou, Hongdou, come to your mother."
A handsome man and a younger, more youthful face appeared in front of him.
The handsome man was the man in the photo on the tombstone.
The two men were squatting not far away, both waving at him.
Linglong frowned on the hospital bed.
Wei Qingyin was talking to the doctor in a low voice, and Linglong's dream continued.
The dream seemed to be about her childhood.
She and her much younger father always appeared.
There are scenes from various places in the old house, as well as scenes of them playing outside.
After Wei Qingyin finished talking to the doctor and turned to walk to her daughter, she found that her forehead was sweating a lot and her face was restless, sometimes frowning and sometimes relaxing.
"Linglong, Linglong, Mommy is here." She nervously held her daughter's hand, and the female assistant came in upon hearing the voice.
"Call a doctor quickly."
The female assistant left in a hurry, and Wei Qingyin looked at her lying daughter with a worried look on her face.
My fever had clearly subsided just now, so why am I sweating so much again?
Seeing her daughter sleeping, she seemed to be in pain. How could she not be worried?
The doctor came over quickly, took Linglong's temperature again, and did an examination.
"The temperature has risen a little bit again, let's reduce the fever first."
A persistent high fever is very harmful to the human body and is also dangerous.
Wei Qingyin was so anxious that tears came out.
The doctor was busy, and she sat there wanting to cry.
"Linglong, I'm sorry. It's all mom's fault. If mom hadn't insisted on you coming with me, you wouldn't be sick. It's all my fault, it's all my fault." She blamed herself.
Sadly, she suddenly grabbed her assistant's hand.
"Call the capital and tell my son-in-law."
If a girl is sick, she probably wants her son-in-law to be by her side.
Maybe with the arrival of my son-in-law, my daughter will get better faster.
Wei Qingyin felt like she had grabbed a life-saving straw and wanted to do it immediately.
She did make the call immediately.
When she called home, it was already late and Zheng Tiansen had already lain down to rest.
However, due to his professional habit, he was very alert, and he sat up as soon as the phone in the living room rang twice.
As he put on his clothes and went out to answer the phone, his face changed.
"Okay, I understand. I'll rush over right away."
Zheng Tiansen didn't care about anything else. After hanging up, he immediately called the compound.
As soon as the call was connected, he spoke quickly. "Hello, it's Tiansen. Linglong is sick and in the hospital. I need to rush over immediately. Tell my parents that I'm leaving the two children in their care."
After hanging up the phone, he quickly called the nanny and aunt, gave them instructions, and then quickly packed up his things and contacted people again.
Soon, his guards and attendants rushed over and packed his things.
The two got in the car and left.
At this point, there are no flights or trains available. If you want to get there as quickly as possible, you can only drive.
It is not easy to walk at night, but Zheng Tiansen is worried about his wife and has no time to care about these things. He can only set off at night.
In order to avoid the inconvenience of refueling on the road, they even brought their own fuel barrels and a detailed map.
After Zheng Tiansen's call, Zeng Yu and his wife in the compound couldn't sleep either. They were both worried about their daughter-in-law.
Because they had not spoken to Wei Qingyin directly and did not know Linglong's specific situation, they became even more worried.
"You were fine, so why are you in the hospital?" Zeng Yu, wearing an outer coat, looked worried.
"Alas, who knows? Linglong Yichu is a blessed person. He will definitely be fine this time. We just need to take good care of Congcong and An'an so that they don't have to worry about anything."
"Do you want to pick up the children now?"
"The children are all asleep. We can't wake them up now. An An can still fool us, but Cong Cong knows so much now. How can we deceive him? Let the two children sleep well. I will go over early tomorrow and take them to school."
"That's fine. I'll pick them up tomorrow."
Linglong's dream lasted for a long time, as if she was reliving her childhood like watching a movie.
When her father entrusted her to the old housekeeper and asked them to take refuge, tears welled up in Linglong's eyes.
Wei Qingyin stayed with her for a long time and didn't sleep all night. Even though Linglong's temperature had dropped a little, she still had a low fever.
At around three o'clock in the morning, the female assistant advised her not to wait until the young lady got up, otherwise she would get sick. Only then did Wei Qingyin lean back and close her eyes to rest.
The person who took care of Linglong became the female assistant.
As soon as Linglong started crying, the female assistant saw it.
At this time, it was already past five o'clock.
"Madam, madam, the young lady is crying." The female assistant called Wei Qingyin gratefully.
Wei Qingyin slept lightly for two hours and felt a little better. She opened her eyes and immediately rushed to Linglong.
Seeing the tears streaming down her eyes, my heart ached like a knife.
"Linglong, what's wrong with you? Are you feeling uncomfortable?" She quickly touched her daughter's forehead, but found that the fever had completely subsided and her daughter's forehead was no longer hot.
Linglong murmured.
"Dad, don't go." In her dream, she stretched out her hands to her father and cried.
Zhong Huaimin looked at his daughter reluctantly with a gentle smile.
"Hongdou, be obedient."
"dad."
Wei Qingyin leaned close to her daughter's mouth, heard what she said, and then covered her mouth and sobbed.
"Huai Min."
Did my daughter dream about Huaimin?
"Hongdou, as long as you are well, Dad will be relieved." Zhong Huaimin smiled in the dream.
Linglong, who looked like an adult, wanted to grab him, but she couldn't reach him.
"Hongdou, let's go back."
Zhong Huaimin's figure gradually became blurred and eventually disappeared.
Linglong lying on the hospital bed became quiet.
The doctor was called again. After taking Linglong's temperature and examining her, he smiled.
"The fever has subsided. Stay in the hospital for another day for observation. If it doesn't recur, you'll be fine."
Wei Qingyin was like being relieved of a burden.
A few hours later, around eight o'clock, Linglong woke up.
As soon as she opened her eyes, Wei Qingyin was about to cry for joy.
After taking her temperature and finding it was normal, Wei Qingyin finally stopped worrying.
"Mom, I remember now." Linglong looked at her mother with admiration.
"What?" Wei Qingyin was slightly stunned.
"It reminds me of my childhood."
Wei Qingyin was shocked and happy.
"real?"
"Well, I have recovered all those lost memories." She smiled faintly.
Her father had not lied to her; she had a very happy childhood and a wonderful pair of parents.
Thinking of her deceased father, she sighed.
"I dreamed about my dad."
Wei Qingyin, who had guessed this, hugged her.
"Linglong, I'm relieved that you're okay. I'm so happy that you can remember."
She suddenly felt that her daughter's fever was probably a destiny, and silently thanked her husband in her heart.
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