Chapter 1190 Zhuang Zhuang is Critically Ill 2

Yang Fengying pulled Fang Ning's sleeve and said, "Who can care for the child more than Qingxue? Stop saying that! How is the child?"

Feng Qingxue raised her head. Her two eyes, which were as beautiful as stars, were now bloodshot and frighteningly red. In just one day, her face looked extremely thin. She cried and said, "It remains to be seen."

Several doctors held a joint consultation and tried their best, but they could not guarantee Zhuangzhuang's safety.

Thinking of the trace of sympathy in their eyes and the nurses' eyes, Feng Qingxue felt heartbroken.

"Here comes the water, here comes the water!" Lu Jiang, with unshaven beard and sunken eyes, brought the warm water his wife asked for, pushed through the crowd and walked into the ward. He then frowned, "Didn't you say no visitors? Go back quickly, with fewer people around, Zhuangzhuang's breathing will be smoother!"

Feng Qingxue carefully picked up Zhuangzhuang, and Lu Jiang quickly handed him the bottle.

At this time, the bottle contains not milk powder, but warm water.

Seeing this, Yang Fengying, Fang Ning and the others knew that it was useless to say anything at this time, so they quietly retreated, waved to the people at the door, and whispered: "Let's go, let's all go, don't crowd around and block the air."

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"Zhuangzhuang, be good. Mommy will feed you some water. You will feel better after drinking water. Ah!" Feng Qingxue sniffed her nose and tried her best to stay calm.

Zhuangzhuang's condition is really bad and his hope of survival is very slim.

Lu Jiang stretched out his hand, "I'll do it."

Zhuangzhuang was so weak that he couldn't even breathe. Feng Qingxue turned to Lu Jiang and said, "Give me a sip of the water in the enamel jar."

Thinking of Lu Jiang's identity, Feng Qingxue's excellence, and the lively Xibao and Fubao, everyone sighed.

"How is it?" Fang Ning and Yang Fengying asked in unison.

One sip after another, not daring to go too fast or too slow, and not daring to drink too cold or too hot water.

Although it was Yang Fengying and Fang Ning who suggested that everyone leave, they were the last to leave. They saw Guo Xiuying and Wang Sanbao hurried in and came out after a long time with heavy footsteps.

She took a big sip of water, but did not swallow it. Instead, she put her mouth to Zhuangzhuang's and slowly passed the water into his mouth. Finally, he swallowed it smoothly, and her lips left his little mouth.

Guo Xiuying looked a little sad and smiled bitterly, "In the delivery room, we comforted Qingxue, saying that Zhuangzhuang weighed 3.8 jin when he was born, which was better than many single babies. Now I don't know how to explain it to her."

Is it really so difficult for things in the world to be perfect?

Wang Sanbao shook his head and said nothing.

To gain and then lose is truly a heart-wrenching pain for a mother.

How many people envied her for giving birth to triplets, but now most people feel sorry for her, poor Zhuangzhuang who got sick right after he was born.

After a few sips, Feng Qingxue stopped.

The root cause was that, firstly, Zhuangzhuang's physique was too weak, and secondly, the hospital had no medicine for children.

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Everyone knows how much Feng Qingxue cares about her children. Zhuangzhuang's illness was not caused by external factors, but internal factors. It was due to his own shortcomings that he fell ill in the spring when it is easy to get sick, and there was no suitable medicine available.

When Fang Ning and Yang Fengying heard what Guo Xiuying said, their eyes suddenly turned red.

"That child... that child is Qingxue's life!" Fang Ning wiped his eyes, not daring to imagine the bad news that Feng Qingxue would have to face next. "The other day, Comrade Qiao Desheng and I had dinner at her house. She said she wanted to retire from the army to focus on taking care of the child. If she worked and took care of the child at the same time, she would not be able to take care of it. She was not at ease leaving the child to others to take care of."

(End of this chapter)