Almighty Star Daddy

The winter in the northern capital is not as cold as the northeast, nor as wet and cold as the south, which is a relatively comfortable climate. But recently, Beidu has been shrouded in panic of influenza, and the sky has become much gloomier, revealing a chilly air.

"Xuanxuan, it's time to get up."

Han Mo had already made breakfast, but he didn't see the little guy who smelled the scent, so he walked into the small room and used delicious Dafa to pull the little guy out of his sleep.

Today Han Mo made pork floss sandwiches. The pork floss was made by Han Mo himself. The little guy likes to eat pork floss very much, but the pork floss sold outside has more or less other seasonings. Han Mo doesn't want his children to eat too much spicy food. So I found the method of making meat floss on the mobile phone software and made it myself at home.

On weekdays, the little guy likes to eat the meat floss made by his father the most. During this time, it is a must every morning. Sometimes it is put into porridge, sometimes it is sandwiched in bread, this time it was made into a sandwich by Han Mo.

Han Mo had already sat on the edge of the bed with the sandwich, and deliberately placed the sandwich above the little guy's sensitive little nose, so that the aroma of meat floss could fully waft in front of the little guy's nose.

Han Mo snickered in his heart, his face full of doting, waiting for the little guy to roll freely on the bed into a large font, a Y shape, rolling left and right, and then slowly opened his big eyes, seeing Sit up while eating.

But this scene that happens almost every day does not appear today.

The little guy just moved slightly, but there was no reaction, he didn't open his eyes, he didn't sit up, and he didn't even roll on the bed shamelessly.

Han Mo thought the little guy was going to stay in bed again, so he smiled and called softly again, "Xuanxuan, wake up, Dad made a meat floss sandwich."

The little guy still didn't react, his originally fair face was a little red, Han Mo realized the child's abnormality, and suddenly stretched out his hand to push away the bangs on the little guy's forehead. When he touched the tender skin, he could not help frowning. "It's so hot."

Han Mo leaned over and pressed his lips to the child's forehead,

Take a breath, it's really burning.

If the little guy usually has a fever, Han Mo's first reaction may be to determine the temperature first. If it is not over 38.5 degrees, there is no need to take medicine, as long as the physical temperature is lowered. This conventional method to measure the child's condition.

Chen Yuehong knew that Han Molai woke the child up. Usually, it didn't take long for him to go in with the food, and he could hear the little guy's ecstatic voice after seeing the delicious food. I was puzzled, and I was going to go to the children's room to have a look.

As soon as he entered the room, he saw Han Mo touching the temperature of the child's forehead, and then looking at the little guy's red face, he quickly walked in.

"What's wrong? Burning? I'll go get a thermometer." Chen Yuehong hurried out to get the medicine box.

Han Mo has already started dressing the child. Although he only tested the temperature on his forehead with his hands and lips, it is not completely accurate, but he is sure that the child's body temperature is definitely above 38 degrees at the moment, and the little guy is in a very depressed state. It will not hide the disease, it will not be very uncomfortable and it will not be drowsy.

Must go to hospital.

Xuan Xuan was completely unconscious, her body was burning soft, and she let her father lift her arms and legs to help her put on her clothes and pants. The little guy just raised his eyelids, and then whispered something that Han Mo couldn't understand clearly.

When Han Jun saw his wife running out of the small room in a hurry, he asked, "Why are you running in the room?"

Chen Yuehong didn't stop, and hurriedly took out the thermometer from the medicine box, "The child is burning, I'll measure her."

Han Jun, who was walking leisurely to the restaurant, suddenly froze when he heard these words, and followed his wife and hurried into the children's room.

At this time, no matter how many degrees, Han Mo was going to send the child to the hospital, but his mother brought the thermometer, and he still tested the child.

The old couple anxiously waited for the results of the thermometer, and Han Jun kept pacing back and forth in front of the door.

"38.8 degrees." Han Mo said as he picked up the thermometer.

When Han Jun heard this degree, his heart trembled fiercely, "It's almost thirty-nine degrees."

"Go to the hospital quickly, shouldn't it be the flu? What should I do? I said that the child should not go to the kindergarten earlier. You will always leave her alone. It must have been infected in the kindergarten." Chen Yuehong began to panic. Can't help complaining.

Han Jun slapped his mouth, and he was more worried about his granddaughter than his wife, but the old man was more calm and would not panic when he encountered something, "It's no use talking about this now, let's go to the hospital quickly, the child's condition is not good, no matter what. Sick, go to the hospital and talk about it."

What Dad said was also what Han Mo thought. He just finished dressing the child, and immediately picked up the sleepy little guy.

The little skin that he could touch was scalding hot, and Han Mo patted the child's back in distress.

In the car, the little guy was also half asleep and half awake, his hot little body lying in grandma's arms, muttering to himself, "Dad, Xuan Xuan is so uncomfortable, it hurts so much... ."

"Okay, okay, we'll go to the hospital soon." Han Mo looked at the poor little guy in the back row through the rear mirror while driving. Adults would be sore with fever, not to mention children, and they had a fever of nearly 39 degrees.

Beidu People's Hospital

Pediatrics Building Internal Medicine Clinic

Han Mo just walked to the internal medicine triage area with the little guy in his arms, and was stunned by the sight in front of him. Although there are usually many people in the People's Hospital, it is not often that there is no place to hold the child and sit for a while. arrive.

In front of the self-service payment registration machine, the manual payment window, the waiting area, the triage area, the people watching the results, taking the medicine, are crowded with people. There are at least two parents around a child, and most of them are followed by four or five parents.

The door of the infusion room just faces the stairs. The huge glass room is full of people, and there is no place to sit. The seat and the shelf for hanging the bottle are fixed. When the seat is full, there is no place for infusion. Many parents bring their own He picked up a pole, held it above his head, and hung a potion bag on it.

South Jiangsu is a small city, not as densely populated as the northern capital. Although large hospitals have never lacked patients, it was the first time that Chen Yuehong and Han Jun saw such a spectacular scene.

Many elderly people just sit on the ground, and then let their children lie down on themselves, holding up clothes poles with medicine bottles and medicine bags hanging on them. There is really no place to sit, and children cannot stand. The elderly can only sit on the ground and use their bodies to give The child is the bed, so that the sick child can rest peacefully for a while.

The noise of parents and the cries of children can be heard everywhere on the whole floor.

Han Mo asked Meng Si for help, made an appointment for an expert number, and went straight into the doctor's consultation room without waiting for a long time.

The doctor just asked a simple question, then listened and looked at it, the time was not long, but Han Mo and the others felt that the time was very long, and the three were anxiously waiting for the doctor to give the results of the examination.

When the doctor listened to the child's lungs, his frown became even tighter.

Chen Yuehong swallowed hard, and couldn't help but ask, "How is the child? Do you need a drip?"

In her heart, the burning of injections was already very serious. Han Mo had never had any injections when he was a child before. He would be fine for minor illnesses.

The doctor put away the stethoscope, shook his head, then looked at Han Mo, and said firmly, "I must be hospitalized immediately. I will issue a hospitalization certificate first, but I don't know if there will be any beds."

Hospitalized?

hospitalized!

Chen Yuehong almost slumped on the ground. At this age, she was only hospitalized when she gave birth. She hadn't been hospitalized once in decades. Xuanxuan was still so young that she was hospitalized.

Han Jun quickly supported his wife, and his heart sank. At that time, the most serious thought at home was infusion and injection. Just now, when the doctor said the word hospitalization so firmly, Han Jun's head buzzed.

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