Chapter 259 There is also Xiang Dajiang
"Quiet!"
The female doctor was so annoyed by the noise that she sternly rebuked, "Whose child is that? How can I help him when he's crying so loudly?"
Then the adult carefully comforted the child, and the child stopped crying.
"Your child is already in such a critical condition, why did you only come to the hospital now? How can you be a parent?"
The middle-aged female doctor seemed to be in a bad mood and bluntly confronted the father holding the child in front of her.
Nowadays, a doctor’s words are authority, so the couple remained silent and let the doctor scold them.
After the couple got their medicine, it was Xiang Dajiang's turn.
The female doctor mechanically placed her stethoscope on Maomao's stomach and then asked, "How's your meal, child? Do you have diarrhea?"
Xiang Dajiang had no idea, he looked at Zhang Meiya as if asking for help.
The female doctor perfectly captured this moment, and she immediately asked bluntly, "How can you be a father? You don't even know your son's condition? What are you looking at the child's mother doing? Is raising a child the sole responsibility of the mother?"
The female doctor spoke very rudely. Xiang Dajiang wanted to say that he was not the father of the child at all, but with so many people watching, his face turned red and he ended up saying nothing.
"Hey, comrade, what's wrong with you? Are you mute?"
The female doctor still wouldn't give in. Zhang Meiya, who had just finished using the restroom, heard this and found it difficult to squeeze into the crowd. She said apologetically, "Doctor, I... I'm the child's mother. He ate well this morning and didn't have diarrhea!"
"Please take a look at the child for me. He has a fever after being frightened!"
The female doctor didn't say anything, and then she gave Xiang Dajiang a look of disdain, wishing she could tell the woman in front of her that the man she found was unreliable!
Xiang Dajiang was very angry, but he didn't dare to delay his child's medical treatment, so he didn't say a word.
The female doctor told Zhang Meiya to get an injection first, and then stay in the hospital for observation for three hours. If the fever still persists, she will need to be hospitalized.
Zhang Meiya took the prescription and Xiang Dajiang followed her. He didn't want to see this female doctor for even a second.
She took the prescription and went to pay, then went to get an IV. Because Maomao was too small, she couldn't find a vein on his arm, so she had to give him an injection in his head.
"Mom...no...I don't want the injection!"
When Maomao heard that he was going to get an injection, he cried out shrilly, his little hands and feet kicked and scratched around, his little face turned purple, and his eyes were wide open with fear.
As a mother, she couldn't bear to see it the most. The nurse asked Zhang Meiya to hold her son's small body tightly, otherwise the needle could not be accurately inserted into the blood vessels in his brain.
Zhang Meiya was completely exhausted after running all the way. On top of that, the baby's crying drained her body. How could she hold the baby's body tightly? The nurse tried several times but failed to insert the needle.
The nurse was also a little impatient. "Ah, what's wrong with you as a mother? You are just like a child. The medicine can't be injected and the child can only continue to suffer!"
I understand the truth, but most women are emotional.
Xiang Dajiang, who was smoking at the door, stamped out his cigarette butt. He looked at the nurse and said, "Let me do it!"
He was indeed a man. With just a slight force, Maomao felt like he was being pressed down by a mountain and couldn't move at all. The nurse took the opportunity to inject the needle into the child's blood vessel.
While waiting for the two nurses to get the IV drip, Zhang Meiya hugged her dying son tightly.
After a while, Zhang Meiya spoke gratefully, "Brother Xiang, today is really thanks to you. I don't know what to say. Oh, what about the restaurant?"
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