Qin Yiyue took care of the little guy for most of the night. The situation of the little guy kept going over and over again. At five o'clock in the morning, she cooked a small pot of clear porridge, coaxed the little guy to eat a small bowl, and fed the children with antipyretics.
The little guy kept humming and rolling in bed, crying and making noise.
Qin Yiyue thought that the previous thermometer was broken, and the temperature measured by the other two was 37.9 degrees, so he was relieved.
She is a doctor. She doesn't recommend that the child should be sent to the hospital for intravenous drip as soon as he has a fever.
Once a habit is formed, it is necessary to do this for every fever in the future, which is not conducive to the development of children's resistance and antibody.
So, even if the little guy cries, she still forces herself to survive in a reasonable and safe range.
Early in the morning, Qin Qiuyang and Luo Mingmei came here. Seeing Qin Yiyue's haggard appearance, they hurried into the master bedroom to see their little grandson.
The little guy burned his face red, his hair was wet with sweat, and he could not help humming, which made Luo Mingmei very sad.
"Yueyue, won't you go to the hospital?"
"If it still burns at noon, send it to the hospital. Don't worry, mom and dad. Children's immunity is low. It's normal to have a disease every few months. "
"That's what I said, but I'm sorry." Luo Mingmei carefully touches the little guy's soft and hot cheek.
Qin Yiyue said to Qin Qiuyang, "Dad, please have a look at it with mom. I'll go to the kitchen and fry."
"You've stayed up all night, I'll do it."
"Nothing. When Yu Yu is ill, his taste has changed. He doesn't like ordinary dishes. Let me do it. "
Qin Yiyue sauteed three dishes and one soup, while Luo Mingmei took the little guy to the restaurant.
The little guy turned around as soon as he smelled the food. He didn't want to eat it at all.
As the three were coaxing, the doorbell rang.
Qin Yiyue thought it was Ning Fang, but he didn't look at the cat's eyes, so he opened the door directly.
When I saw the man outside, I was shocked.
He Weifei called out, "Mommy."
Qin Yiyue opened his mouth and tried to correct Xiaobao's name. He didn't know where to start. He asked stiffly, "how are you coming?"
"I want to see xiaoyuyu."
"It's not very comfortable to be depressed. Do you want to see it later?"
"What's wrong with gloom?"
"I've got a fever, and I'm sick."
Qin Qiuyang saw Qin Yiyue standing at the door for so long and didn't come back. He asked, "Yueyue, who is it?"
He Weifei immediately replied, "Grandpa, it's me."
Qin Yiyue sighed and let Xiao Bao in.
If she could spray him for a feast, she would have no choice but to treat Xiaobao.
Although Xiaobao's words and deeds don't look like a child many times, Xiaobao is indeed a child. She can't put on a black face to a child she once loved very much.
He Weifei put on the indoor mop and went into the living room. "Hello, Grandpa and grandma."
Qin Qiuyang and Luo Mingmei replied awkwardly.
Qin Qiuyang coughed softly and asked, "Why are you here?"
"I want to see Yu Yu's brother. Grandma, can I hold my brother? "
Luo Mingmei was not happy, but she didn't show it directly.
People are not books. They say they turn over when they turn over. Even though the things He Qiao did later made them uncomfortable, Xiao Bao is not wrong.
They can't talk coldly to Xiao Bao, but they will never be right as before.
Luo Mingmei said, "I'm not comfortable. You can't hold him."
"It's OK. I can hold it."
The little guy seemed to hear the voice of his little brother and opened his eyes in a daze. Seeing he Weifei standing in front of him, he immediately got out of his little arm and cried out feebly, "little brother..."
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Qin Yiyue, Qin Qiuyang, and Luo Mingmei are all speechless. Can they beat him up?
He Weifei hurriedly reached out and took out his soft little body. He found that it was really hot. "What's wrong with melancholy?"
"Illness..."
"Don't you listen to Mommy?"
"No one else has..." With that, the little guy hugged he Weifei's neck and didn't want to talk about it.
A pair of short legs also encircle the waist of he Weifei. They are like an octopus tightly clasped on he Weifei's body.
He moved his steps to the table and sat down. He asked, "did you have breakfast?"
"Don't eat..."
"If you don't eat, you won't get well easily." He Weifei scooped up the minced beans with a spoon and put them to the little guy's mouth.
The little guy is not willing to eat with his mouth closed, and his nose is humming.
He Weifei softened his voice. "Eat first, and my brother will take you to the amusement park when you are ill.""You lied."
"I won't cheat you. I have no classes now. I can take you around. "
"Really?"
"Eat or not?"
"Eat!" The little guy immediately opened his mouth to hold the spoon and chewed it slowly.
This scene made the three members of the Qin family dumbfounded.
How hard is it to deal with when the kid is ill? Who has experienced it? Who knows.
I didn't expect this little guy to be so cute in he's arms. It's really helpless.
Qin Yiyue looked at the back of the two children, and couldn't be sure if it was blood.
In her growth process, there are not many brothers and sisters to accompany her, even with her most familiar sister, she did not feel this.
Qin Qiuyang and Luo Mingmei look at he but feed their little grandson, and they are also very upset.
If he Qiaoyan and Yue Yue don't get married, according to the relationship between the two little grandsons, it's a pair of little brothers who are so lovable, but all of them are fake.
When they saw he Weifei, they couldn't help but think of Qin Yiyue's hard work in the past three years. They didn't want to get angry with him. They told Qin Yiyue and went back.
He Weifei was feeding the little guy and watching the Qin family's reaction.
As he expected, even if the Qin family were dissatisfied with what his father did, they would not directly spread their anger on one of his children.
He doesn't take advantage of the Qin family to do anything. He's sorry for himself.
After the little guy is full, his spirit is much better than before. He still holds his congratulations but refuses to let go.
He Weifei took the little guy to the living room and said to Qin Yiyue, "Mommy, do you hate me?"
"I don't hate you. Xiaobao, my father and I are divorced now. It's not appropriate for you to call me Mommy. "
"I heard from my father that you are not divorced. All these years, my father has been watching you and Xiao Yuyu in secret. He has his own difficulties. "
"Xiaobao, you're still a kid and you don't understand a lot of things. You are a very smart child, but no matter how smart you are, you are just a child. You can't understand the emotional matters. My father may have some difficulties. He chose to give up my marriage when he was in trouble. I can understand this intellectually, and I can't forgive emotionally. Do you understand? "
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