"But Mommy has been busy all afternoon and has been very hard. I will feel bad if she has to accompany me down there." The little sweetheart frowned, her tone full of distress.

"Really?" Xia Wanxin looked pleased, pointing to the spacious ward: "Then, baby, just turn around in circles here as a walk. Your small body has enough space to move around."

Little sweetheart: "..."

It’s not enough even for walking the puppy!

She refused to give up and found two more reasons.

But Xia Wan took advantage of every opportunity and took strict precautions to defend it.

This time, the little sweetheart didn't even touch the door of the ward.

She had been thinking about this, but she didn't dare to sneak away again and make her mother worry.

Reluctantly, I started to sleep.

Even after falling asleep, I would groan from time to time.

The night is getting darker.

Xia Wanxin slept on the escort bed.

During the day, Qian Lao's condition was temporarily stable, but she also consumed a lot of energy.

The body is already tired.

Seeing that her little sweetheart was fast asleep, she felt relieved, relaxed her sore neck, and soon fell asleep.

Another two hours passed.

When the ward is completely quiet.

The little sweetheart on the bed suddenly sat up.

Rubbing her eyes with the back of her hand, her eyes were distracted.

Somewhat confused, I climbed out of bed.

Then the little head turned, as if confirming the direction.

After a while, she slowly walked toward the door.

Touching the handle and opening the door, her small body quickly disappeared silently.

...

Little Xingchen kept her cell phone aside from the moment she finished eating.

This way, as soon as there is news, you can see it as soon as possible.

But the phone never turned on.

He was a little lost.

However, he usually showed no expression or spoke, so Butler Chu and the others didn't notice anything was wrong.

When it was time to go to bed, little Xingchen spontaneously washed up and went to bed.

Before going to sleep, he turned on his phone again and took a look.

Still no movement.

He pursed his lips and put down the phone.

Then he folded his two little hands in front of his body and closed his eyes in a very obedient manner.

In the middle of the night, he began to curl up.

His brows were furrowed and his closed eyelashes were trembling, as if he was enduring great pain.

Even his forehead was covered with a thin layer of sweat.

Butler Chu came to check whether he was covered with quilt.

When I entered the room and saw his pale face through the night light, I was shocked.

"Young Master, Young Master?" After calling twice but there was no response, Butler Chu found an electronic thermometer.

Clicked on the forehead, thirty-eight degrees five!

For Xiao Xingchen's body, there is no room for any mistakes.

He hurriedly wrapped the little guy in a thin quilt, carried him downstairs and woke up the driver, and notified Bo Qingyun immediately on the way to the hospital.

Bo Qingyun was still in the lounge next to Mr. Qian's ward.

He was still awake, and while waiting for Hesper's reply, he was processing the work sent by Xu Chuan.

Until the phone buzzed.

Halfway through listening to Butler Chu's words, his face turned cold and he had already walked out.

However, I don't know if there was an emergency downstairs in the hospital today, but the elevator kept getting stuck on the same floor.

Bo Qingyun's stern eyebrows were deep, and she immediately turned around and decisively chose the corridor.

His pace was fast, almost like running.

In the dim corridor, the only sound that was quiet was his windy footsteps, and it was completely empty.

Until around the corner——
Chapter completed!