"Yikes!" As soon as Mo Jielian's buttocks sat down, she shouted again, "I should give Yan Huoxiang Zhengqi Water first!" ”

At this time, Mo Yan had already closed his eyes, and his face, which was flushed just now, was a little pale at the moment.

Mo Jielian stood on a stool and found Huoxiang Zhengqi Water on the upper floor of the cabinet in the kitchen. The lid was unscrewed, and I accidentally found that it had expired, and I hesitated for a moment, not knowing whether to give it to my daughter or not.

"What to do? What to do? Mo Jielian took the medicine bottle with the lid unscrewed, and was so anxious, "Call Chen Ji'an?" Phew, call Yan Song? ”

In the end, Mo Jielian chose to call Wenhao.

"I'll come over now, I'll be there in less than 30 minutes, and you can get her health insurance card ready."

Wenhao's calm voice comforted the flustered Mo Jielian very well. After hanging up the phone, she prepared Mo Yan's medical insurance card and her bank card; saw Mo Yan's nightdress exposing his chest and arms, and gave Mo Yan a short-sleeved T-shirt over his nightdress; As soon as he sat down, he felt that the skirt was easy to go away, and he was rummaging through the wardrobe to find loose pants for Mo Yan, when there was a knock on the door.

"It's me!"

The voice of the writer.

"Here we are."

As soon as the wardrobe door was closed, Mo Jielian ran to open the door.

"What about Mo Yan?"

Mo Jielian pointed to her daughter's bedroom with tears in her eyes. The writer walked straight over.

Mo Jielian followed inside, took a few steps, and retreated. At that time, the writer had already walked out with Mo Yan in his arms. Mo Jielian hurriedly helped open the door.

The writer didn't say much, just walked downstairs quickly. Mo Yan in his arms was like a small fireball, his body temperature was frighteningly high, where did he still have time to think about it.

When Wenhao carried Mo Yan downstairs, Mo Jielian followed him downstairs.

"You sit in first, I'll let her lie on the chair, and you hold her head."

According to the Wenhao's instructions, Mo Jielian let Mo Yan's head rest on her lap, she held Mo Yan's shoulder with her hand, and she fell down from time to time lying in the back seat.

After running two red lights along the way, they soon arrived at the emergency department of the nearest public hospital. On the way, Wenhao made a phone call to find someone to help, and when they got out of the car, there were already nurses waiting with stretchers.

Mo Jielian looked at the orderly busyness in front of her, and her heart slowly settled down, and her vision of the writer was also a little different. The feeling of being calm, capable, and reliable was once again clearly and strongly imprinted on her heart.

After receiving the emergency treatment, the writer ran up and down to pay, and Mo Jielian sat in the empty seat and waited. It's not that she's holding it up, it's that her legs are faintly weak. After a while, I was afraid of attacking, and my daughter had to have an ominous thought of three long and two short, like maggots attached to the bones, lingering.

An hour later, Wenhao bought two bottles of water and a glass of soy milk from the express small supermarket outside the hospital and walked back. He sat in the empty seat next to Mo Jielian, unscrewed the cap of one of the bottles of water, and handed it to Mo Jielian: "Drink some water, I've asked the doctor, it's just heat stroke, it doesn't matter." ”

"Heat stroke...... How can you faint? ”

The doctor said that it was the heat stroke that did not dissipate heat in time, which caused the heat stroke to deepen, and in addition, it was caused by the rapid exposure to cold air, which caused the cold. Hot and cold strikes, triggering fainting. You can rest assured that there are no spasms and the doctor does not estimate that there will be any damage to the central nervous system. ”

Mo Jielian closed her eyes in annoyance, she remembered that she had closed the doors and windows first in order to save the air conditioner, and she remembered that she had added clothes for fear of her daughter's exposure, and that she turned on the air conditioner to 20 degrees in a hurry to cool down...... At a critical juncture, she didn't feed her daughter some water at the first time, let alone feed medicine and wipe her body with a cold towel.

"It's me who didn't do it well." Mo Jielian confessed with a trembling voice.

"You don't have to blame yourself, it's normal to have heat stroke in the summer. Now that the temperature has been successfully cooled down, Mo Yan has also woken up, and when this bag of normal saline is infusion, let Mo Yan have a post-recovery examination, so that you can rest assured. ”

Mo Jielian grabbed the strap of the bag and didn't speak again.

Inside, her frustration at her mishandling slowly migrated to Xixi. If it weren't for the little girl who had to drag her daughter to play in the unobstructed playground, would Mo Yan suffer from heat stroke?

Then, it migrated to Xixi's mother, if she hadn't covered Xixi and didn't let Xixi go out, would Xixi desperately seize the rare opportunity to go out despite the heat and not let go?

In the end, it's all about the immoral woman!

"Family No. 108!" The nurse shouted, "It's time to see the patient." The patient has been transferred to the infusion room. ”

The writer was the first to stand up.

After getting out of the car and being pushed away by the nurse on a stretcher, he hadn't seen Mo Yan. Regarding Mo Yan's condition, he found out through acquaintances and the nurse next to the doctor. Hearing that he could see it, his heart, which was calm and calm just now, suddenly fluctuated.

Before the car stopped in front of the emergency room, he hugged Mo Yan out of the car, turned around and put Mo Yan on the stretcher, watched the nurse push her away from the unconscious, and confirmed that she would be safe.

I always felt that there was a wisp of inexplicable fragrance on his arms and chest, so that when he raised his arms, it seemed that there was a petite body lying on his chest. After paying the fee, he sat next to Mo Yan's mother, and couldn't help but reminisce over and over again the feeling of hugging him inexplicably obsessed...... He really couldn't be distracted and chatted with Mo Yan's mother, so he excused himself to buy water and left.

He laughed when he crossed the street with his arms raised, attracting a lot of sideways glances. How many years have it been since this feeling of naughty lightness? Lowering his head slightly, it seemed that he could still see Mo Yan's face with a pale face and uneven breathing...... He was a little remorseful, and he should have lowered his head and kissed the hair that he had been fascinated for a long time as he carried her downstairs.

When he came back from buying water, under the cover of the soy milk cup, he quickly sniffed at the thick hair in the phenomenon. The fragrance of the girl in his impression, which was as fresh as air, was like the hot body temperature in his memory, and suddenly occupied all corners of his heart.

How happy he was. Although it is a secret pleasure.

At this moment, he suddenly heard the nurse say that he could see Mo Yan, and the writer subconsciously walked up. He wanted to see if the pale little face had regained its rosiness? Is that heart-wrenching breathing even...... Walking and walking, cold, but he stopped.

He remembered those long, slender, white legs...... When she saw him, would she think that she would inevitably go downstairs and get into the car with his skirt messy? It would be embarrassing for her if he appeared......

"Let's go, I know where the infusion room is, it's on the second floor!" Mo Jielian looked delighted.

"I," Wenhao said with a solemn expression on his face, "I suddenly remembered that I had something to do urgently, so I wouldn't go to see her." ”

"It's just one floor, don't you want to take a look?"

“…… No. ”

said that he was in a hurry to do something, but the writer was like a nail under his feet, and he didn't look like he was in a hurry to turn around and leave. The atmosphere suddenly seemed a little strange.

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