Xu Qingluo put the thermometer needle in. The thermometer needle contained mercury and there was a risk of poisoning if it was accidentally broken.
"Madoka, don't be afraid, okay?"
"Brother has a fever. He will be fine tomorrow."
Xu Qingluo looked at her little son who was standing by the bed in panic holding a doll. She hugged him in her arms and comforted him softly.
"Brother will, right?"
"Of course, having a fever is a very normal condition."
“Everyone gets sick.”
Xiaoyuan felt relieved after hearing what her mother said.
Then she ran to her brother's side and lay down, falling asleep in his arms.
After Xiaoyuan fell asleep, Xu Qingluo carried Xiaoyuan to the small bed, and she and Zhou Li carried Xiaoyuan and the bed to Zhou Li's room.
Children are weak to begin with, and if they stay in the same space for a long time, they will inevitably be infected.
Xu Qingluo got a basin of warm water from the toilet and used it to wipe Xiaoman's body.
Carefully wipe away the cold sweat from the child's body.
"Mom, I'll take care of Xiaoman."
"Thank you for taking care of Xiaoyuan tonight."
Zhou Li also wanted to stay and take care of Xiaoman.
But when she thought about her little grandson, she could only put her mind at ease.
"Don't worry, Mom will take good care of Xiaoyuan."
"If you have anything, just call mom."
"T."
Xu Qingluo repeatedly changed Xiaoman's towel, wiped his body, and took his temperature all night long, for fear that he had a high fever.
After a night of hard work.
Xiaoman's body temperature gradually stabilized. Although she was still in a low fever state, the temperature had dropped a little.
Early the next morning, Xu Qingluo took Xiaoman's temperature again.
37.2 degrees, the fever has subsided.
"Xiao Luo, how is Xiao Man?"
Zhou Li didn't sleep much that night and came to the room from time to time to check on Xiaoman.
"The fever is gone."
"That's it, that's it."
Zhou Li breathed a sigh of relief and looked at his eldest grandson lying on the bed with a pale face.
Don't even mention how sad I am.
"Xiao Luo, do you still have to go to work today?"
"Yes, my classes are all full."
There are four teachers in total for four classes.
If Xu Qingluo didn't attend class, the teaching progress of that class would fall behind.
When Zhou Yu heard that she had to stay up all night and still go to class, he couldn't help feeling distressed and quickly called Zhou's father.
When Zhou's father learned that Xiaoman had a fever last night, he rushed home immediately.
Let Zhou Yuheng's uncle Zhou Er help take care of him first.
"Xiao Luo, we are at home."
"Just go to work with peace of mind, don't worry."
Xu Qingluo looked at Xiaoman, who was lying a little listless on the bed, and felt worried.
But she couldn't abandon her students.
"Mom and Dad, give Xiaoman something light to eat after he wakes up."
"I'll take Xiaoyuan to school."
"If you can't take care of it."
"Just call me."
Since Xiaoman is sick, it is impossible for Xiaoyuan to go to the daycare center alone.
Although it is good for twins to have a companion when they grow up, it also has disadvantages.
Just like now, when one child falls ill, the other child also becomes weak.
I don't have the energy to do anything, let alone go to school alone.
"Xiao, don't worry."
Xu Qingluo put clothes on Xiaoyuan. Xiaoyuan heard him go to school with his mother, then he stretched out his hand and said to his mother.
"Mom, aren't you going to take my brother with you?"
"My brother is sick and can't go out yet."
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