Finally, when it was time for the National Day holiday, Professor Li asked the students to take turns off, and Zhao Anran could rest for three days. She got up at 6 a.m., drank a glass of milk, ate two pieces of bread, and drove straight back to Wenshi. Due to the traffic jam on the road during the National Day holiday, she must leave a little earlier to see her daughter earlier, she misses Huansha so much, after Huansha was born, this is the longest time she has left Huansha, a full month.

After a long journey, I finally got home. It was already noon, and Huansha was already asleep. But her mother told Zhao Anran that Huansha didn't eat lunch, was disobedient and cried, and then fell asleep after drinking some milk and crying. Zhao Anran thought that Huansha hadn't seen her for too long, so she was a little angry, looking at her sleeping little face, Zhao Anran couldn't bear to wake her up, so she kept sitting on the edge of the bed and guarding, and her mobile phone was also turned to silent mode.

It's almost dinner time, Huansha hasn't woken up yet, Zhao Anran wanted to wake her up to eat, touched her forehead, only to find that something was wrong, Huansha had a fever! Zhao Anran hurriedly went to find a children's antipyretic patch and put it on his forehead, and as soon as the cold antipyretic patch was pasted, Huansha woke up. When he saw Zhao Anran, he began to cry: "Mom...... Woowoo...... Mother ...... "Huansha's crying, Zhao Anran's heart was broken, and he felt guilty that he hadn't been with Huansha for so long.

Zhao Anran brought a thermometer to measure Huansha's temperature, 38.5 °C, but she didn't seem to have a fever caused by a cold, and she couldn't tell the cause of the fever, so she could only take Huansha to the children's hospital for emergency treatment. Fortunately, there were not many people in the hospital, so I didn't have to wait in line to see a doctor. After doing various examinations, the doctor told Zhao Anran that this was an acute upper respiratory tract infection, and if he did not seek medical attention in time, the fever symptoms would be aggravated at night. It is necessary to give Huansha an infusion, but Huansha has not eaten yet, so she can't be infused on an empty stomach. Zhao Anran could only go out of the hospital with Huansha and go to buy something to eat nearby, fortunately, there was a small shop selling porridge not far away, Zhao Anran bought a cup of porridge for Huansha to drink, and then carried her back to the hospital for infusion.

Two-year-olds can already get intravenous fluids on the back of their hands, and they no longer need to poke needles into blood vessels in their heads. This is the first time that Huansha has been infused in this way, Zhao Anran has been holding her, and keeps comforting her: "The baby is good, it doesn't hurt, the doctor poked it gently, like a little mosquito bite, and it will be fine." Huansha didn't cry at first, but when the nurse rubbed alcohol on the back of her hand, she began to cry and said, "Don't, Mom, don't give injections...... Another nurse distracted Huansha from the side, she held a little yellow duck toy and said: "Children, do you think this little yellow duck is cute?" It will accompany you for the injection, it will praise the child for being brave, you listen......" The nurse pinched the belly of the little yellow duck, the little yellow duck made a quacking sound, Huansha stared at the little yellow duck with wide eyes, and while Huansha was not paying attention, the nurse quickly pierced the needle into the back of her little hand. The nurse gave the little yellow duck to Huansha as a reward, and Zhao Anran was so moved that she kept saying thank you.

When Zhao Anran sat on the infusion chair in the emergency department with Huansha in her arms, she realized that her clothes were soaked with sweat. She didn't let her mother come to the hospital together, because she felt that her mother was usually taking care of Huansha, and she didn't want to trouble her with anything when she came back, let her take a break.

As soon as she thought about it, An Ran's mother called, "How's Huansha?" ”

"Acute upper respiratory tract infection, need infusion, I'm already holding her for infusion."

"And what are you going to do for dinner?"

"We drank some porridge, we're not hungry, you don't have to wait for us to eat."

When the first bottle of needle water was about to run out, Zhao Anran put the raccoon yarn on the chair and got up to call the nurse. As soon as she reached the door of the injection room, she heard a conversation between two nurses.

"The woman who brought the child to the infusion just now was really hard, I saw that she had been holding the child, and she was sweating profusely, which was a little pitiful."

"That's why you gave the little yellow duck you bought for your child to that child?"

"Look at the children who come to the emergency department for infusion, which one is not accompanied by their parents, grandparents? Now the children are all precious, and the whole family is anxious when one person is sick. But the mother was the only one in this family who brought the infusion, and I don't know where the child's father went. ”。

Zhao Anran listened to the heart-wrenching pain, but he didn't expect that he had always been strong, but he would still be sympathized with by strangers, and the child's father really didn't know where he was now. Zhao Anran sighed, took another deep breath, and knocked on the door, "Hello nurse, the first bottle of needle water for patient No. 18 is almost finished." ”