Nian Yang was busy coaxing her daughter, so Li Tingyan whispered to her, "Don't cry, my daughter-in-law, our daughter will hold on."

"Can you?" Nian Yang looked at his little daughter who could almost be described as dying in his arms, and his heart was cut like a knife.

It is said that there is no empathy in the world, but Nianyang can really feel the torment of his little daughter.

As a mother, she cannot bear to see her children suffer.

The little daughter lost the potion and was coaxed by her mother. The faint crying gradually went down. Nian Yang kissed her face and felt relieved.

Now I can only wait, and wait until my little daughter will lose her fever. As long as the fever subsides, it will be half successful.

Afraid that the doctors and nurses outside rushed in, Nian Yang immediately took his youngest daughter Li Ting out of the space.

Li Ting Yan,

"Niannian, sit and rest for a while, I'll hold my daughter."

Nian Yang really didn't have much strength, so he was afraid that his daughter would fall and put it carefully in Li Tingyan's arms.

The two of them, who were the first parents, leaned on each other nervously, staring at their little daughter without blinking, for fear of missing a trace.

After a night like this, Nianyang breathed a sigh of relief when he touched his little daughter's body again.

Finally, the fever subsided a little and it was time to treat it.

The doctors and nurses outside saw that they had not come out all night and couldn't wait to push the door open.

Everyone was shocked to see that their little daughter was still fine.

Nian Yang raised his head and said in a weak voice, "Doctor, come and see, my daughter is starting to lose her fever. Can she continue to rescue her?"

The doctor touched it with his hand and said incredibly, "It's really starting to fade away from the fever, a miracle! It's simply a miracle. What medicine did you use for her if you don't have any medicine?"

Li Tingyan said, "It is my wife's ancestral Chinese medicine."

The implication is that it cannot be spread.

The doctor knew it, stepped forward and looked at the child, and said in a deep voice,

"Miss Chu, you should be very clear that although your youngest daughter has a fever down, it is only a temporary fever down.

The SARS virus is still in your daughter's body. If it is not removed for a day, it will recur again. Her little body cannot withstand it."

The joy on Nian Yang's face turned pale as soon as it burst out. She kept turning dizzy and busy reducing her daughter's fever, and she didn't want to get in at all.

Her body shook slightly and was held by the man with force. Nianyang looked down at her thin little daughter. Big tears rolled down her cheeks.

"What should I do then? What should I do?"

“Woo…”

As if you could feel your mother's sadness, the little daughter let out a faint cry.

The doctor said, "Miss Chu, she is hungry, it's time to feed her. While she can still drink some, feed her quickly."

Nian Yang bit his lip hard and immediately wanted to carry his daughter to feed him, but the doctor called him.

"Miss Chu, you can't breastfeed her. Your youngest daughter's SARS virus will bring you. If cross-infection is achieved, the consequences will be even more serious."

Li Tingyan said, "Wait, I'll go and mix milk powder."

Soon the milk powder was mixed, and Li Tingyan Nianyang fed her little daughter together. The little daughter instinctively held it, but her strength was too small to suck it out at all, so Nianyang squeezed her bit by bit.

My little daughter may be too hungry and was drinking a little anxiously. She accidentally choked and coughed weakly.

Nian Yang hurriedly hugged her and patted her back. After the patting was smooth, his eyes said with red red, "I'm sorry, it was my mother who hurt you and made you feel so uncomfortable as soon as you were born. My baby, my mother really has no choice. I don't know what to do to save you..."
Chapter completed!