When they arrived at the hospital, Tong Tong had already been waiting at the door for a while.

After taking a direct look, he walked in with a serious face and hugged the person.

"Ask Dr. Zhao from the dermatology department for a consultation!"

Bai Xiran followed her, seeing how anxious she was, he naturally knew the seriousness of the situation.

The little girl was sent directly to the hospital bed, where several pediatricians were consulting.

She could only stand at the door and worry.

The phone rang again.

This time it was a WeChat message.

Xiong Dong sent it. Mo Junzhe was making a video call in the office, and the scene looked very serious.

"The president asked me to ask about your young lady's vaccination status, is she crying seriously?"

She subconsciously wanted to reply.

But when the words came to his lips, he changed his rhetoric, "It's okay."

In the photo, the man's face is still pale, and he still looks weak in the wheelchair, but he still has to hold on to deal with business.

Bai Xiran thought, try not to affect him as much as possible.

Half an hour later, Tongtong finally came out.

When he took off the mask, Xiaobao immediately greeted him, "Godmother, how is my sister?"

"Adverse reactions caused by severe allergies, the specific drug allergies have not been tested yet, but there is already a rough guess. I just went through the fever reduction treatment, and Tiantian is fine for the time being. But I still have to itch for a while , I guess it will be a little noisy."

She was slightly sorry.

Bai Xiran breathed a sigh of relief, "It's good that people are fine."

As for whether it is troublesome or not, I have already heard it without reminding.

She swears that since she was born as a little girl, she has never seen her cry so exaggeratedly, her little face was flushed, and she just closed her eyes and cried loudly, no matter how others tried to comfort her, it was useless.

Xiaobao was in a hurry beside him.

Afraid that she would be itchy and uncomfortable, he kept helping her.

Bai Xiran applied the ointment according to the doctor's instructions, but only remained silent for a while.

The little doll, which only weighed about ten kilograms, exhausted all its strength and cried.

Her cries filled the room.

I don't know how long it lasted.

Mo Xiaobao was a little tired, so he took a small fan to fan Mo Weitian, looking at her with distressed eyes, but he could only bite his lips tightly and dare not cry too.

If she cries again, Ranran will feel even more uncomfortable.

Bai Xiran really couldn't bear it.

The little girl has always been well-behaved and obedient. From the moment she was born, she was probably considerate of her mother's difficulties. Apart from getting up to drink milk, she hardly woke up at night.

Let her eat well, wash and change, and sleep peacefully every day.

Bai Xiran has always said that the little girl must be a considerate girl.

But now...

She started crying, but it was more exaggerated than any child she could meet.

As if to use this to vent a lot.

In the afternoon, after the effect of the medicine took effect, the rash on my body finally disappeared.

The little girl was quiet for a while, and barely fell asleep after eating.

Mo Xiaobao, who was already exhausted, sat on the chair and raised his head weakly, "Ranran, daddy?"

There was no strength in his eyes, and he spread his hands helplessly, "Godmother said that my sister will wake up and make trouble for a while, and maybe she won't be fully recovered until tomorrow. Is Dad coming back soon?"

Mo Xiaobao muttered in a low voice.

"My younger sister likes Dad very much. If she sees him, she might behave better."

He reminded Bai Xiran.

It's been a long time since I went to the company for a meeting, and I think it's about the same time.

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