Gao Deduan said to Director Zhao: "I just happened to meet the fortune teller surnamed Xiao who was alarmist and scared the director and his wife outside. I had the heart to enlighten him and tell him to follow the rules, but he was obsessed and couldn't listen. ”

Previously, Director Zhao talked lazily to the fat businessman, but now he came to the spirit with this fortune teller, and he didn't lean on the head of the bed anymore, sat on the bed, laughed and listened, and then said: "Now fortune tellers are also mixed, there are very few masters like the master, that kid I don't know where he got my information, he wants to give me a trick, blackmail me a sum of money." My wife was soft-hearted and preferred to believe it, and she blackmailed her money. The most hateful thing is that he actually said that my son has a disaster recently, if it weren't for the master, you would have considered my son to be safe, free of illness and disaster, but I am afraid that he will be deceived again. ”

Gao Deduan nodded proudly: "Yes, Zhao Gongzi has no illness and no disaster in his life, even if he has a little illness, he will be cured quickly." ”

Mrs. Zhao interjected with a smile: "Just now, the fortune teller also said that Master Gao had a bloody disaster recently, which is really alarmist. ”

Director Zhao's face not only turned cold, but also said: "This person is too ignorant of the rules, and he actually threatens Master Gao with such words, which is really unknowable." ”

Gao Deduan looked very generous, sat on the single sofa, and said lazily with Erlang's legs crossed: "I have seen a lot of people who don't know the height of the sky, but he is too rampant, I will teach him a lesson." Let him know that there are rules for the fortune telling profession. ”

Mrs. Zhao hesitated for a moment and said to Gao Deduan: "However, he can calculate that Aunt Tian's husband is not cancer, and he still has some skills, so Master Gao is better to be cautious......

As soon as he said this, Director Zhao suddenly raised his voice and said, "What's wrong with my son?" ”

Mrs. Zhao turned her head and found that her son, who was still alive just now, was listlessly crooked on the sofa at the moment, and the stack of money was thrown on the ground, so she hurriedly stepped forward and bent down and asked softly: "My good man, what's wrong?" Wasn't it okay just now? ”

"No strength......" the child muttered.

"Who told you to run around just now, you're tired!" Mrs. Zhao hurriedly reached out to help her rub her temples, and then exclaimed, "Oh, your head is so hot, it seems to be a fever." ”

The child slapped Mrs. Zhao's hand away, gave him a blank look, and said, "I'm fine!" ”

The snap was a little strong, and Mrs. Zhao's arm hurt, but she still said kindly: "If you feel uncomfortable, just tell your mother, okay?" ”

"It's so long-winded!" The child turned his back to her, "I'm going to sleep." ”

Mrs. Zhao hurriedly took a blanket from the closet in the ward and covered her body, saying, "Be careful of catching a cold when you sleep like this." ”

"It's hot!" The child shook off the blanket.

"The air conditioner is on in the house, the temperature is low, sleep and cover something, come, good." Mrs. Zhao picked up the blanket from the ground and covered her again.

"I don't want you to care!" The child lifted the blanket again.

Mrs. Zhao looked helplessly at Director Zhao on the bed, Director Zhao waved his hand and said, "Forget it, let him be." You turn off the air conditioner, the temperature rises, and it doesn't catch a cold. ”

Gao Deduan said: "Zhao Gongzi has had a personality since he was a child, and this is the temperament of being an official. Don't worry, I've calculated, Zhao Gongzi has the blessing of the gods, and he will have no illness and no disasters in his life, even if he has a little illness, he will recover quickly. ”

Director Zhao and his wife both nodded respectfully in agreement.

Gao Deduan said: "Zhao Gongzi wants to sleep, I won't bother, just call me if you have something." ”

So Mrs. Zhao respectfully sent him to the door and watched him go away.

Director Zhao also lay down and said, "I'll sleep for a while." ”

Mrs. Zhao hurriedly came over to help him fold the thin blanket. Then he sat on the single sofa next to him, continued to knit sweaters, and from time to time compared with the child Zhao Quan lying on the sofa.

Zhao Quan is not her own child, but the son of Director Zhao and his ex-wife. She is more than ten years old with Director Zhao, and although she is young, she has to please her husband as much as possible in order to put the throne of the director's wife in prison.

She knew that if she wanted to please her husband, she had to be good to Director Zhao's only precious son first, even if this child had a bad attitude towards her, she had to endure it. Still trying to please him.

Director Zhao and his son both slept deeply, and slept until noon. The nurse pushed the delicate food to come in, and Mrs. Zhao woke up Director Zhao.

Director Zhao sat up, glanced at his son who was still sleeping on the sofa, frowned, and said, "Wake him up, if he sleeps too much during the day, he won't sleep well at night." ”

Mrs. Zhao hurriedly agreed, went to the sofa and called out twice, but the child ignored it. She reached out again and shook his shoulder, but the child ignored him.

So she reached out and patted his little face, and suddenly exclaimed, "Oops, it's so hot, my son has a fever!" ”

"No fuss......"

"Really, it's hot, let's ask the nurse to take your temperature!"

Mrs. Zhao's voice trembled a little, which made Director Zhao nervous, so she quickly got out of bed, pulled her slippers over, reached out and touched her son's forehead, and also shouted: "Oh, it's so hot, call the doctor to take a look." ”

Soon, Director Gao of the Oncology Department, Director Zhao's attending physician, came to the ward, touched the child's head, and said, "I have a fever, I called the nurse to take his temperature, and then prescribe some antipyretics. ”

Director Zhao yelled at Mrs. Zhao, "Didn't I say that? Don't let him sleep on the sofa, cover the quilt, you won't listen! ”

Mrs. Zhao was very aggrieved, just now it was obvious that the child was unwilling to cover the blanket, and Director Zhao said forget it, but now he blames her. She is used to this kind of thing, so she can only laugh and say that she must pay attention next time.

The nurse soon came, took her temperature, exclaimed, "40.1 degrees." Let's send it to pediatrics! ”

Director Zhao waved his hand and said, "Master Gao said, my son is not sick or harmful, even a little illness can recover quickly, he has a cold, prescribe him some antipyretics." I won't go to the pediatrics, it's too messy, there are children with any disease, so let's treat it here! ”

Director Gao nodded in agreement, and quickly prescribed antipyretic medicine and a child antipyretic patch.

Mrs. Zhao picked up the child Zhao Quan, fed him medicine, and put on antipyretic patches. Mrs. Zhao touched Zhao Quan's body and was a little worried, and said to Director Zhao: "My son is burning very badly, why don't you give him an infusion?" ”

"What infusion? Don't give infusions at every turn, don't you know? Doctors in our country infuse fluids at every turn, which is a very bad problem, once drug resistance is formed, there will be no medicine to treat any serious diseases in the future. Of course, my son's life is very hard, his life is safe and disease-free, Master Gao is the top person in the fortune-telling industry, even the provincial leaders are looking for him to tell fortunes, is what he said still false? ”

"That's right." Mrs. Zhao laughed with her and held the child in her arms, looking very loving.

In the afternoon, Zhao Quan's high fever still did not subside. I also asked Director Gao to come and see. Director Gao changed several antipyretics and told the child to feed them.

It was dark, and Zhao Quan was still curled up in Mrs. Zhao's arms, drowsy and unenergetic, and he didn't speak. Mrs. Zhao hugged her for a day, tired and had a sore back, but in front of Director Zhao, she didn't dare to put the child on the sofa. So, although she was very tired, she still held the hot child Zhao Quan all the time.

However, she was a little anxious, wanted to go to the bathroom, and was hesitating to put the child on the sofa, at this moment, Zhao Quan suddenly tilted his head, wow, and spit a lot of dirt on her body.

"Oops, good boy, what's wrong with you?" Mrs. Zhao was very disgusted when she looked at the vomit on her body, but she didn't dare to show it, but touched Zhao Quan's little face with concern, feeling hotter than before.

Seeing his son vomiting, Director Zhao began to panic a little, and hurriedly got down and took his son from his arms. For mobile phone users, please visit wènhttp://mnet

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