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As soon as his son left, Mrs. Yao naturally would not stay and brought him to the door.

Bang, the door was slight, but it was a huge shock in Lin Jiajing's heart.

She could feel it without looking at it: he didn't like her at all.

Sitting in Luo Dawei's car, Luo Dawei drove like a man, driving fast, and the jeep was running like a wild horse running on the road. Manman borrowed Luo Dawei's cell phone. Because he didn't know the number of her husband's new cell phone, he had to call Chuxia first and asked his best friend to tell her husband that she and Dongzi were safe. Jiang Mei's phone number was not connected for some reason. After the phone was opened, he felt the wind blowing in from the window like a wind blowing open, and it was cold. He said that she, an adult, felt cold and shrank his neck. Therefore, he thought that he had been walking with his child for so long, sweating and windy, and he didn't know if he would catch a cold. His hand reached over and touched his little face, which was indeed hot. He thought that the red face was just the shyness of the child, but it was not.

I was shocked and nervous, so I hurriedly hugged the child in my arms.

"Auntie." The little nose twitched and sneezes.

The loud sneezing sound made Luo Dawei, who was driving in front, get his foot wrong and almost step on the wrong accelerator.

"What's the matter?" Luo Dawei asked anxiously while driving.

"I'm having a fever." Manman touched the child's hot head, so anxious that she didn't know what to do. After all, she was a expectant mother, not a mother with a child, and didn't know how to deal with these emergencies in the children. The only thing she could think of was to send her to the hospital.

Luo Dawei, who had been married but had no children, had the same idea as hers.

The jeep was actually about to drive home at this time, but the two of them did not run home and sent their children to the nearby military hospital first.

After Luo Dawei stopped the car, he carried the child from Manman to the emergency department. The emergency department of the large hospital in Beijing was very lively. People came and went, and if they didn’t find an acquaintance, they didn’t know how long they would have to wait. Luo Dawei grabbed a nurse casually, indicated his identity as an officer, and said, “Comrade, please find a pediatrician.”

"Does the child have a cold or fever? Take his temperature first." The nurse saw that Dongzi's face was flushed and rancid, but she was calm and pointed to the row of benches waiting for the hospital. There were more than a dozen people sitting on it, all of whom were holding the children with fever.

Luo Dawei was so anxious at that time, thinking that he was in the health team or hospital of his army. As soon as he drank, a doctor immediately came out to pat him on the butt. But now he was on someone else's territory and handed Dongzi to Manman to hold him first. He hurried to the registration office to register and then planned to sneak in to find the back door.

"Auntie--" The little guy's head was already dizzy at this time, leaning against his aunt's soft arms, he felt comfortable to sleep.

"Dongzi, don't sleep." Manman patted the little guy's face in fear, and was extremely anxious. Suddenly, a flash of inspiration flashed, and a thought flashed over. He picked up the child and walked to the nurse's consultation desk and asked, "Does Dr. Zhao Wensheng work here?"

I just heard Zhao Wensheng say he was on duty in the emergency room, but I don’t know which hospital it was. Manman was just fooled.

"Doctor Zhao Wensheng, here. Who are you?" The nurse asked her in surprise.

Manman immediately shouted thanks in his heart, and shouted to Luo Dawei who was walking around and looking for the back door: "Brother Luo, I have found an acquaintance here."

So the two of them carried the child straight to the place where Zhao Wensheng was visiting the clinic.

Seeing a child who had just finished seeing a doctor was taken out by his parents, Manman plucked up the courage to push the door open and shouted: "Brother Zhao!"

Zhao Wensheng was not alone, and he had several assistants around him. When he heard her voice, several people looked back together. When he saw Manman, someone immediately asked with thought: "Teacher Zhao, is your girlfriend?"

Zhao Wensheng jumped up and stared at several students: "No, don't talk nonsense, she has a husband!"

Manman didn't expect that if he just called Brother Zhao, he would be misunderstood. She didn't know that it was because Zhao Wensheng had just arrived here, because of excellent conditions in all aspects, and the result was that he didn't believe that he was still single now.

"What's the matter, Manman?" Zhao Wensheng took the initiative to walk to the door while fooling several students not to gossip. When he saw Dong Zi, who was blushing in Luo Dawei's hand, his gentle eyes suddenly became solemn.

"The wind blew in the car. When we saw that we had a fever, we sent it here." Manman said.

Zhao Wensheng said nothing, stretched out his hands and carried the child first. As soon as Xiao Dongzi leaned against him, he smelled a familiar smell of disinfectant water on his clothes. His little face frowned and opened his confused eyes. Seeing that the face that was close to him was the man his mother liked, his two shiny little eyes suddenly rounded.

What should I do?

The little brain that was burning in a daze did not forget: When facing this man, you should show your masculine side and get benefits for your mother. Don’t think that his mother is easy to bully, and that his son is protected.

"What's wrong?" But the man seemed to see all his little thoughts, holding him in one hand and holding glasses in the other, smiling, as if he was a fox.

Little face coughed: "I just have a fever."

"Do you know how many degrees you have burned?" while he was not paying attention, he took the ear thermometer handed over to the child's ear and said as if he was showing off, "It's almost thirty-nine degrees. Your mother knows that she must be crying. What do you think?"

It turned out that he was almost thirty-nine degrees. His little face was anxious: "What do you think you should do?" The little guy didn't want his mother to worry about him.
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