Dr. Su left for more than an hour and came back with a nebulizer in his hand.

Covering the nose of a thousand mountains, the mist soon entered the body with the breath of the little one.

"I just went to boil some traditional Chinese medicine to calm asthma and cough, clean up the respiratory tract, and add antibacterial and anti-inflammatory herbs."

Listening to him explain the situation to himself, Lu Yichen didn't speak, just nodded slightly.

Qianshan, who was asleep, didn't know what would await him that night.

In the eyes of others, he is a lucky one, born in a wealthy family, in fact, he is destined to bear the pain that others cannot bear from birth.

Sitting on the edge of the bed, Lu Yichen couldn't sleep, he didn't know what he was waiting for, he just hoped that nothing would happen.

A child the size of a pillow looks so beautiful that anyone who sees it can't help but want to kiss it.

Lu Yichen was very sad, he didn't want anything to happen to his son, not only was he distressed, he found out for the first time that there were many things, and he couldn't bear the consequences like ordinary people.

In the Lu family's old house.

Mu Qianxue couldn't sleep, Lu Yichen took Qianshan to find Dr. Su, but he didn't come back in the middle of the night, and he didn't know where to go.

Won't you go to Anne again?

The thought came to mind, and every pore on her body was not good.

What's going on?

She asked herself.

In the past, in order to fulfill Lu Yichen, she took the initiative to file for divorce, but now that a man looks at Anne more, she feels uncomfortable.

Isn't that too stingy.

I can only comfort myself, don't think about it, and go to bed quickly.

Pretend that the man is by his side and hold his pillow.

There is also the scent of men's hair on it.

Lu Yichen used that kind of frighteningly expensive perfume, the smell was light, but when you smell it carefully, it smells very comfortable.

By the way, there seems to be an ingredient in it that calms the nerves and helps him sleep, but he doesn't need it now, but he can't change his habits.

Sniffing carefully, the handsome and resolute face of the man seemed to appear in front of him, and the tenderness and affection of his eyes would only be revealed before the couple went to sleep.

Life is gradually getting better, and Mu Qianxue is very satisfied with her current life.

Her attachment and love for Lu Yichen permeated like bones unconsciously.

Usually when I go out and go in, I have to face his cool face, and I can't see him one night, and I'm not used to it.

There is also Qianshan, her own careful liver, Mu Qianxue is the kind of woman who will pay more attention to the weak and weak, Qianshan was born with pneumonia.

This made Mu Qianxue feel very sorry for him.

Thinking that he was so quiet, so well-behaved, and so distressed about himself, but he was suffering from the pain of breathing, Mu Qianxue's mood became uncontrollably sad.

Because of the excitement of thinking about men, it has become low at the moment.

The soft bed wrapped around her slender body.

Soon, she couldn't tell whether it was a dream or reality and fell asleep.

It was past one o'clock in the morning.

Medical Research Center.

With a light gasp from Qianshan, Lu Yichen sat up straight nervously.

Dr. Su, who was leaning on the sofa, hurriedly walked over.

Take out the stethoscope and carefully observe where the phlegm goes, and whether it is dangerous.

After listening for a while, he comforted Lu Yichen, "It's okay, there is very little phlegm, it should be fine." ”

Qianshan was already a little unstable, twisting his body, and his little hand touched the atomizer.

In the medicine storage container, the bottom has been reached, and Dr. Su removed the nebulizer, so that Qianshan is more comfortable.

The two men stared intently at the little one, for fear that he would feel uncomfortable again.

After waiting for a while, Qianshan fell asleep again and looked well-behaved.

Lu Yichen leaned back in the chair, and his eyes fell on the side of the bed melancholy.

From the moment he learned that Qianshan's condition was repeated, it was difficult for him to laugh again.

It seemed to snoop on all of his thoughts.

Dr. Su's eyes also became a little sympathetic.

It's a pity that none of this can offset the guilt of men.

The room was quiet again, and Dr. Su leaned back on the couch, rummaging through cases of similar conditions in Qianshan.

After another hour, Qianshan suddenly burst into tears.

His voice sounded violently, "buzzing", startling Lu Yichen, who was a little sleepy just now.

Immediately leaned forward and held his little hand, "Baby don't cry, tell dad what's uncomfortable?" ”

Chiyama tried to open his eyes and looked around, but there was no sign of his mother, and he looked at his father in fear, with a panicked look on his face.

Dr. Su put down the information, walked over, and handed Lu Yichen a bottle to drink.

Thinking of something, the man sat down, picked up Qianshan, and fed him water.

The water moistened the little one's throat, made him feel better, and was quiet for a moment.

Holding a thermometer, Dr. Su measured the temperature of Qianshan's forehead.

He suddenly frowned, didn't say a word, and walked out.

Lu Yichen's heart sank instantly.

The body stiffened and stiffened.

When Dr. Su returned, he was followed by two assistants who were holding breathing aids in their hands.

Lu Yichen insisted that he should hold Qianshan personally, he couldn't leave the ward, he couldn't accept that his son had no relatives by his side, and he was alone in the hands of the doctor for treatment.

Because of the urgency of time, there was no time to argue, so Dr. Su agreed to his request.

In just a few minutes, the phlegm in Qianshan's throat became "snoring", and he couldn't swallow it and spit it out, and his little face was red.

Dr. Su personally operated the sputum aspirator and helped him clear the phlegm.

The assistant was then instructed to perform physical cooling.

I saw two assistants, holding a well-proportioned solution, scrubbing Qianshan's body.

Ten minutes later, the temperature had dropped from 39 degrees to 37.8 degrees.

Dr. Su didn't dare to relax and took out a new nebulizer, this time the liquid was not as rich as traditional Chinese medicine.

Half an hour after the atomization began, Qianshan felt a little more comfortable and barely fell asleep.

Glancing at the watch hand on his wrist, it was not yet four o'clock in the morning.

There was a cleansing of the emergency in the room, and the nerves were relaxed a little.

Dr. Su asked his assistant to leave, and he pulled a chair and sat opposite Lu Yichen.

The two men, handsome in appearance, have a somewhat similar temperament, Lu Yichen is sharper, used to decisiveness, and the temperament he shows is much more domineering than that of Dr. Su.

Compared with Lu Yichen's sharpness, Dr. Su's responsibility and courage as a doctor are also sharp, and when his eyes are rarely docile, he suddenly became gentle at this moment: "What do you think of my plan?" ”

In fact, as a professional doctor, Dr. Su did not follow the hospital's procedures to treat Qianshan.

The reason why Lu Yichen dared to put his son in his hands was because of Dr. Su's clever handling methods.

He can be said to be superior in gynecology and pediatrics, thanks to his family heritage.

His mother was a well-known expert in maternal and child health, and his father was an expert in pediatrics.