Chapter 1119 Sick Again

"Ba Ba, can you please let Mommy come back?" She kept shaking Lu Yi's arm. She missed her mother. She was still young and she couldn't leave her mother. Other people's children all had mothers, but she didn't. .

No, she has a mother. Is she really bad? That’s why her mother is gone. She doesn’t want her anymore, nor does she want her brother.

Lu Yi's eyes turned red as he held his daughter.

How was he going to tell his young daughter that their mother didn't know where she had gone, that their mother had disappeared again, and that their mother might never come back again.

How much good luck a person has, he doesn't know

But he was just afraid that Yan Huan had already used up all his luck. Maybe one day, by the time he got her back, there might be no Yan Huan left in the world.

Isn't it said that all fates follow a predetermined track?

If it is really destined that Yan Huan will not live to be twenty-eight, why is Yi Ling alive? Why is Su Muran still alive? Why is his father still alive? Why is everyone in the Ye family alive, but only his Huanhuan is alive? No more, only his Huanhuan had his retribution, only his Huanhuan, whose life and death were unknown, was hurt again and again.

Lu Yi lowered his head again and saw that Xunxun had fallen asleep. She was still holding a baby in her arms. Lu Yi carefully took out the thermometer.

It has reached 37.8 degrees, which is not a normal temperature.

"Baby, don't be afraid. Dad will take you to the hospital." Lu Jiang wrapped his daughter in a blanket.

He knew that Xunxun was in poor health. This child had been in the hospital since she was a child. He Yibin once said that as long as Xunxun had a fever or something was wrong, it was best not to wait and send her directly. Go to the hospital.

And when he was discharged from the hospital this time, He Yibin also said that this kind of weather is at the epidemic stage of children's influenza and pneumonia. He has three children at home. It is best to separate the three children now, otherwise, this one will be infected. One, eventually three children may all get sick.

Lu Yi hugged his daughter well, and then put his face against his daughter's small forehead. She was indeed burning even more than before. He wrapped her in his coat, and then carried her outside. Then I got in the car and took my daughter to the hospital. It was already the third or ninth day of the severe winter. It was the coldest time of the year. It seemed that both sides of the road outside were already frozen.

Three-nine-three, the bricks were broken by the frost.

He drove the car faster, and then pressed his cell phone.

Soon after, Yi Jing heard He Yibin's voice over there.

"Are you on duty today?" he asked.

"Well," He Yibin's voice did not sound energetic, "As you know recently, it is the flu period, and the doctors are all children. Children have low resistance. If one is not careful, they will infect one by one. I have no idea. He moved his belongings to the doctor, so now you can find me in the hospital anytime. Also, he was also complaining a bit when he said this. You all said that I am in my thirties, and I am still in the hospital. If I don’t have a partner, how can I have time to find one?”

He was still talking like he was pouring beans, and he kept complaining about this, and then the other, and in the end even the hospital leaders scolded him and said they would not give him a holiday. He is here every day. Is it possible that it is not enough for him to give his youth to this hospital? Is it necessary to add his life to it?

Lu Yi drove all the way, and He Yibin talked all the way, talking word by word, talking about that and this again, the voice was still very loud, and he said almost half of it. It's been an hour, and I haven't seen him stop talking. If it had been someone else, he might have been thirsty and looking for water to drink. But He Yibin doesn't drink water now, so he can still talk for half an hour. , after drinking water, you may be able to maintain it for at least another half hour.

He has been holding it in for too long, and there is just someone who can vent it out for him. Otherwise, he will have to torture these emotions to death. He may not only be unable to marry a wife in the future, but he may also be unable to marry anyone. It's all a matter of nerves, and he might even die young.

The car stopped and Lu Yi also disconnected the call. He took his cell phone off the car and put it in his pocket.

When he got out and opened the rear door, he saw that Xunxun was still sitting in the child seat. The little girl's face was a little red and she didn't have much energy, but she was holding the doll and playing with it, so her eyes were still full of energy.

Lu Yi took his daughter down and wrapped her in his coat.

"Bah..." Xunxun tugged on his father's buttons with his little fingers, and then hugged the baby in his arms tightly, "Uncle He is so noisy that Xunxun can't sleep."

"Well, it's noisy."

Lu Yi touched his daughter's forehead. It was still a little burning, but the child's energy was still good. The noisy He Yibin was of only so much use.

Xunxun pressed his little forehead against his father's arms, and his delicate brows were always furrowed. Although it was not very comfortable, the little guy was obedient.

"Hey, Lu Yi, why are you here?" He Yibin had just finished complaining and was about to go back to work when he saw Lu Yi coming in.

"She has a fever," Lu Yi carefully protected his daughter in his arms.

"Why is she having a fever again?" Bao Yibin had a headache. He had never seen a child who was so prone to illness. She had a minor illness every three days and a major illness every two days. She ran to the hospital all day long.

Lu Yi put his daughter in He Yibin's office. Lu Yi then took off his clothes and picked up Xunxun from inside. Xunxun was still a well-behaved and soft little baby. Because she had become thinner again, only her eyes could be seen on her little face. With such big eyes, she looked a bit like the characters in the cartoons.

"Come, dear baby, uncle will take a look."

He Yibin put his hand on Xunxun's small forehead, and his brows tightened. She was indeed having a fever again. He took the stethoscope again and put it on Xunxun's small chest. Xunxun sat very well, and her big eyes were not very energetic. She looked at this and then looked at that. The last hand was still holding the hair of the baby in his arms.

"Let's go, let's draw blood for a checkup, it could be pneumonia again." He Yiji had already picked up Xunxun, but Xunxun stretched out her hands to ask her father to hold her.

Lu Yi took his daughter and couldn't help but touch her little face again, "Baby, we have to get another injection, are you afraid?"