The movie star's dumb little milk bag

"What's the situation..." Xie Lin hurriedly asked, but the other end of the phone was silent.

Fu Zhiyan called Xie Lin with the last ounce of reason, but he didn't hang up, and threw the phone aside.

He freed his right hand to touch Yuan Qiao's forehead, it was cold, and he wiped off the cold sweat, and then shook Yuan Qiao's soft hand at his side.

Yuan Qiao's little hand was still warm, he didn't completely lose consciousness, he felt something wrapped around his hand, and subconsciously grabbed it.

Fu Zhiyan looked at his index finger held by Yuan Qiao, and quickly called softly: "Yuan Qiao, how are you? Are you still feeling uncomfortable? We'll be going to the hospital soon."

Yuan Qiao probably woke up a little bit, and hummed softly twice, but still didn't open her eyes.

Within 10 minutes, Fu Zhiyan drove into Xinsheng Hospital.

Xie Lin had already stood at the door with the most authoritative director of pediatrics and nurses in the hospital. A dozen or so people were mighty, watching Fu Zhiyan carefully carry Yuan Qiao out of the passenger seat, and fell silent.

After a while, Xie Lin said: "No, isn't it a child?"

So you spoke so softly on the phone just now, so you didn't bring your three-year-old niece to see a doctor?

Fu Zhiyan was baffled, and he was so anxious to talk to Xie Lin, his voice was full of anxiety: "Quick, he just fainted, hurry to the emergency room!"

Xie Lin: ...Forget it, saving people is the most important thing.

Yuan Qiao was quickly pushed into the examination room for further examination. Fu Zhiyan walked around the corridor with a dark face. Xie Lin looked at him amusedly, "Those who didn't know thought your wife was giving birth inside."

Fu Zhiyan didn't know why he was so anxious, as long as he thought of Yuan Qiao's pale face, he felt scared for a while.

"Why don't you go in and check him out?" Fu Zhiyan finally stopped and stood there for a while, staring at Xie Lin angrily: "Are the doctors in your hospital reliable?"

Xie Lin changed his posture and looked at him leisurely with Erlang's legs crossed: "If you don't trust me, then don't send it here."

The Xie family and the Fu family are family friends. Fu Zhiyan and Xie Lin grew up together. The two have a close friendship. Xie Lin knows Fu Zhiyan. Although he has a hot temper, he handles things calmly. He has never seen him in such a hurry.

Fu Zhiyan was still worried, sitting next to Xie Lin, fiddled with the phone unconsciously: "What's wrong with him?"

Schelling: "As far as I can tell, it should be hypoglycemia, coupled with the symptoms of mild heat stroke, and a little dehydration. It's almost the same with some nutrient solution and glucose later."

Hearing Xie Lin's words, Fu Zhiyan felt bad.Leaving aside hypoglycemia, heat stroke alone has a direct relationship with him.

"By the way," Fu Zhiyan suddenly asked again: "He can't speak, can this situation be cured?"

"Aphasia?" Xie Lin was a little surprised. Looking at the child's beautiful and delicate eyebrows, Xie Lin thought it was a young actor from Fu Zhiyan's crew.

"There are many reasons for aphasia. First of all, we must judge whether he is congenital or acquired. Was he able to speak before?"

Fu Zhiyan shook his head, he didn't find out anything from Zhang Tai last time, and he is still in a blank state about Yuan Qiao's past.

But whether it was Zhang Tai's reaction when he mentioned Yuan Qiao, or Yuan Qiao's fierce performance that night, Fu Zhiyan felt that there might be some ulterior secret in Yuan Qiao's past.

"Principal Xie," the director of pediatrics came out of the examination room and took off his mask. Before he could catch his breath, Fu Zhiyan had already rushed forward.

"Doctor, how is he, is he awake? Is it hypoglycemia? Are there any other problems?"

Uh... The doctor looked at Fu Zhiyan in front of him, and it seemed that he was not in line with the actor Fu who was said on TV to be worth billions of dollars and have countless wife fans - at least he should be a little more careful!

"Mr. Fu, don't worry, the patient is fine, it's just..." The doctor flipped through the examination report in his hand: "The patient's physical fitness is not very good, and many indicators of the examination failed, and many of them were below the normal value."

Xie Lin immediately took the report form from the doctor, with an increasingly serious expression on his face.

"Zhiyan, what is your relationship with this child?"

Fu Zhiyan: "It's just a friend, the assistant I just found."

Xie Lin was a little surprised. Wen Xing had been by Fu Zhiyan's side for many years, and even his friends recognized him. Wen Xing was indeed born to be an assistant. Properly, even the year-end bonus is six figures, which shows Fu Zhiyan's trust and dependence on him.

Why do you want to recruit an assistant now, and you are still a child with aphasia?

"What's the matter?" Fu Zhiyan frowned, obviously impatient, "Is there any problem with his body?"

Xie Lin handed the list to Fu Zhiyan, knowing that he couldn't understand it, and explained: "His physical fitness is too poor."

Fu Zhiyan looked at the various downward arrows on the report, not knowing, so: "Will that have any impact?"

The doctor pondered for a while and said: "For example, if a normal person catches a cold, those who are strong may drink more hot water, and those with average physical fitness may need to take cold medicine for a few days, but those with physical fitness like patients may need to drink more hot water. Ten days and a half months will be fine."

No wonder, Fu Zhiyan realized that this kind of weather is only a little hot for normal people, but for Yuan Qiao it would cause heatstroke and faint.

"Is he awake? I'll go in and see him."

The doctor nodded: "I just woke up, but I still need to pay attention to rest."

Fu Zhiyan thanked him, greeted Xie Lin, opened the door and entered the observation room.

Yuan Qiao was lying on the bed, standing sideways, staring at the nurse next to the bed without blinking - the needle in his hand.

The nurse pinched the needle, seeing his pitiful eyes, her heart melted, and she asked softly: "My sister will help you get the needle now, and you will recover after the infusion."

Yuan Qiao grew up soaked in medicine jars, and was very resistant to the smell of disinfectant in the hospital, especially after losing his speech, he was even more uncomfortable with this public environment.

The nurse was in a difficult situation. When she looked up, she saw Fu Zhiyan standing by the door with his hands up and down. He was completely stunned. He forgot about the little pity on the hospital bed, and his eyes lit up.

"Fu Fu Fu Zhiyan!" If Dean Xie was not still standing outside, she really wanted to scream: "Oh my God! I actually saw a living Fu Zhiyan!"

Yuan Qiao turned her head immediately, and the moment she saw Fu Zhiyan, it was like a stray kitten saw its mother, its eyes lit up, and it quickly laughed.

Fu Zhiyan's heart softened, he went over and rubbed Yuan Qiao's head, and asked softly, "Do you feel better?"

Yuan Qiao thought that he could escape the injection, so he nodded vigorously.

Fu Zhiyan: "Don't want to get an injection?"

"Well," Yuan Qiao uttered an indistinct syllable, and nodded aggrievedly.

Fu Zhiyan turned his head and looked at Xie Lin at the door without principle: "We don't give injections."

Xie Lin was so angry that he almost threw a stack of report sheets on his face: "This is a nutritional supplement. He was a little dehydrated just now, and he must replenish electrolytes in time."

Fu Zhiyan looked at him expressionlessly, his eyes were cold, and there seemed to be infinite condemnation.

Xie Lin was taken aback, he was in a bad mood, why did he act as if he was so unreasonable!