There are bright stars in your eyes

Chapter 691 Sister (1)

Zhao Wanqing frowned her slender willow eyebrows, and asked puzzledly, "Then infusion!"

Mu Shaolei stomped his feet anxiously, "It would be great if I could lose! The blood vessels in the baby's hands are not obvious, so I can only prick the needle on the head. The blood vessels on the head are obvious, but they are too thin, and the doctor can't get in at once. When the baby hurts, she cries loudly. Shanshan sees the baby crying and feels distressed, so she won’t let the doctor give the injection!”

Zhao Wanqing understood that the scene she just saw was like this.

Mu Shaolei glanced at the other side of the bed, and said anxiously, "But the baby has a fever and shortness of breath, so what's the solution without infusion! Go and persuade Shanshan for me, she won't listen to me now go in!"

Zhao Wanqing nodded repeatedly and walked towards the bed.

When Wu Shanshan saw her man, tears flowed from her eyes again.She choked up, and pointed to a circle of doctors around her, "Wanwan, you are here, help me drive them away! They are all quack doctors, they don't know how to give needles at all! They made my baby cry !"

Zhao Wanqing walked through the doctor, walked to the bed, looked at Wu Shanshan and said, "Shanshan, the blood vessels on the child's head are too thin, it's normal that the doctor can't get them in once, can't you give them another chance?"

Wu Shanshan protected the baby in her arms with one arm, and danced wildly in the air with the other arm, screaming hysterically, "I can't! I can't! My baby will hurt and cry!"

After hearing her words, Zhao Wanqing was so anxious that sweat broke out on his forehead.All mothers in this world are the same, as long as the child cries, reason and everything will disappear without a trace.

She bit her cherry lips, bent down, and persuaded her patiently, "Shanshan, but if you don't let the doctor give the needle, the baby's fever will never go away! If the baby's fever lasts for a long time, the baby's head will be burnt!"

Wu Shanshan glared at her, and retorted excitedly, "Wanwan, you're lying, you're talking nonsense! My son only has a low-grade fever, and there won't be any problems!"

Taking advantage of the moment when Wu Shanshan and Zhao Wanqing were confronting each other, Mu Shaolei walked around to the bed from the other side, snatched the child from Wu Shanshan's hand, and carried him to the living room.A group of medical staff swarmed out following Mu Shaolei.

Seeing that the general situation was over, Wu Shanshan didn't chase after him, lying on the pillow alone, crying.

Zhao Wanqing sat down by the bed, patted her back gently, and calmed her down softly.

Back home at night, Zhao Wanqing was exhausted, exhausted physically and mentally.

She lay down on the sofa, thinking about the scenes that happened today, she felt timid again.

From giving birth to raising children, a mother needs to go through too much.If she didn't tell He Ziqian the news of her pregnancy, could a person give birth safely?Can the child be brought up smoothly?
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Another week passed, and the father's memorial day arrived.The summer sky seemed as sad as she was, and it was pouring rain.

A thick rain curtain hangs between the sky and the earth, and drops of rainwater fall on the ground, stirring up layers of waves.

Zhao Wanqing got off the bus and had to turn all the way to the cemetery.But because of the rain, the bus couldn't wait no matter what.

She stood up from the chair at the bus stop, struggled to hold the umbrella, and looked anxiously in the direction of the bus.

Suddenly, a red Audi car stopped in front of her.Li Yahan held an umbrella and got out of the car.

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