Han Rou shook her head: "Really not. If there was, I would definitely bring her here."
Gao Qian came to Han Rou's rescue, saying, "Comrade Han Rou has never taken care of a child before, so she might not be familiar with their subtle changes. Some children don't even show any symptoms when they're sick. Take my grandpa, for example. He had a fever of 38.5 degrees Celsius, and he was still running around outside. If I hadn't noticed his face was unusually red, so I grabbed him and touched him, I wouldn't have known he had a fever. When I asked him, he said he wasn't feeling unwell at all."
Han Rou looked at Gao Qian with gratitude.
Yun Qiao didn't ask any more questions and said directly, "The child doesn't have a fever, it's just a common cold. If the upper respiratory tract infection is more serious, I recommend a small injection, which will help him recover faster. Medication alone may not be enough to suppress the disease. If it spreads further down and develops into bronchitis or pneumonia, it will be troublesome."
Gao Qian nodded: "Hello, let's get an injection." She turned to look at Han Rou: "What do you think?"
Han Rou didn't say anything, because Xiong Qingqing started crying when she heard that she was going to get an injection.
She struggled out of Gao Qian's arms and stretched out her hands for Han Rou to hold her: "I don't want the injection, I don't want the injection..."
Han Rou picked her up.
Xiong Qingqing buried her head in Han Rou's arms: "Auntie lied to me, Mommy Han, please take me away quickly, I don't want the injection! I don't want the injection..."
"Go! Go!"
"Mother Han, let's go!"
Xiong Qingqing kept making a fuss about leaving. Han Rou hesitated and looked at Gao Qian: "How about...take some medicine first?"
Gao Qian was a little angry: "Didn't you hear what Doctor Qin said? Qingqing's throat is so red and swollen, and she has a serious upper respiratory tract infection. It may not be suppressed without an injection. If it goes on like this, if it develops into bronchitis or pneumonia, it won't be solved with just a small injection. Qingqing is so small, it's hard to find blood vessels. Wouldn't it be even more painful to hang a bottle?"
"But Qingqing is making such a big fuss..." Han Rou was still hesitant.
Gao Qian said, "Let her make a fuss. What child wouldn't make a fuss when they're sick and need an injection? But you can't just refuse to see a doctor because she's making a fuss. That's not caring for her, it's harming her!"
Han Rou's eyes instantly turned red, and tears fell: "I, I didn't..."
Seeing this, Gao Qian sighed, "Come on, don't cry. You know I'm not blaming you. I was just anxious, so my words were a little harsh. I just wanted to tell you to take care of your child and not just spoil him blindly."
Han Rou finally stopped crying: "I, I know, you are doing this for my own good..."
Gao Qian then asked, "So, are you going to give her the injection? Or not?"
Han Rou bit her lip and said, "Fight, fight."
Gao Qian said, "Then let Dr. Qin prescribe some medicine."
Han Rou nodded: "Open it."
Gao Qian looked at Yun Qiao and sighed again: "Doctor Qin, please prescribe the medicine. Ask Xiaomei to prepare it and I will give it to her."
It was common for children to cry after getting an injection, but Yun Qiao didn't take it seriously. He calmly prescribed the medicine and handed the prescription to Gao Qian, asking her to take it to the pharmacy and have An Xiaomei prepare the medicine.
While waiting for the medicine to be dispensed, Han Rou sat down, coaxing the crying Xiong Qingqing while giving Yun Qiao a wry smile: "Doctor Qin, I just… made a fool of myself. It's really hard to be a stepmother. If I discipline her, I'm afraid people will accuse me of abuse, but if I go along with her, they'll accuse me of spoiling her. I'm really… I'm really torn. I don't know what to do…"
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