Chapter 135 The whole family is surnamed Song, she is an outsider

Chapter 135 The whole family is surnamed Song, she is an outsider

A rope always breaks at the thinnest part, and misfortune always finds the unfortunate.

This is not false at all.

Just a few days after Xu Yi put the jewelry up for sale and Xiaobai's puppies were sent away, Song Tuantuan caught a cold.

The child was only a few months old when he was kidnapped. He was infected with the virus before he had been quiet for a few days.

I went to the hospital and got some medicine for two days, but the fever kept coming back, and on the third day I developed neonatal pneumonia.

The temperature in Jiangcheng has dropped sharply. We could still wear long sleeves a few days ago, but now we have to wear coats and cotton-padded jackets.

When Xu Yi went out in the morning, he was hit by a gust of wind. He quickly took off his cashmere coat and ran upstairs to put on a thick cotton-padded jacket.

Song Yanming looked at her and chuckled, "Is it that cold?"

"are not you cold?"

Xu Yi touched the man's big hand.

He really wasn't cold at all, his hands were warm, even though he was only wearing a thin black coat.

Song Yuqian came down from the apartment building, and her eyes became complicated when she looked at her, "You, what are you going to do this winter?"

Xu Yi touched Song Yuqian's hand, which was also warm. She hugged herself and quickly got into the car.

"Come up quickly, it's cold outside."

Song Tuantuan was admitted to the hospital last night and was diagnosed with neonatal pneumonia. Jiang Qing and Song Wenbin stayed with him all night and cried all night.

The child, who is less than half a year old, had his forehead hair shaved last night for an infusion. The needle was inserted twice but no vein was found. He struggled desperately and cried loudly.

Jiang Qing and Song Yuqian cried even harder than Song Tuantuan. The child only cried when the injection was given. They held the child and cried while watching...

Halfway through the infusion, Jiang Qing advised them to go back and rest and come back tomorrow, so the three of them went back and took a nap.

Xu Yi was sitting in the passenger seat, Song Yuqian was sitting in the back, and she had just received a work call.

As soon as she finished, Song Yanming also received a call from Qin Tai and explained a lot of things.

Xu Yi yawned. Compared with the two siblings, she seemed very leisurely.

"I don't know what's going on with Tuantuan. I don't think he's crying."

"will not."

Song Yanming hung up the phone and said, "If the needle hurts, I will cry. If it doesn't hurt, I won't cry."

Song Yuqian sighed, "But the doctor said I need to be given intravenous fluids for a week."

“You don’t need to remove the indwelling needle.”

Song Yuqian: "Does Tuan Tuan have to bear the needle on his forehead for a week?"

"What else? You want her to be stabbed?"

Song Yuqian: "No, I was just wondering, if the indwelling needle is left on the forehead, will it get infected?"

"No, the doctor knows his limits."

Gu Beicheng had greeted the doctor before. He said that she was his goddaughter and the doctor would treat her with care.

Song Yuqian nodded, looking at the trees outside the window swaying in the wind. "It's so strange today. The temperature suddenly dropped. How can our little Tuantuan bear it? She has only been in this world for a short time. After half a summer, it will soon be winter."

Song Yuqian leaned forward and poked Xu Yi, who was sitting in the passenger seat, "Sister-in-law..."

"Shhh."

Song Yanming stopped at an intersection and reached out to lower Xu Yi's seat a little, "Sister-in-law..."

"Don't talk, she's asleep."

Song Yuqian was speechless, "How can you sleep like this?"

Xu Yi was exhausted. Her physique was like this: sleepy in spring, exhausted in autumn, tired in summer, and hibernating in winter...

I remind myself mentally to strive, but my body retorts: The mental desire to strive is the brain's business, what does it have to do with my body?

When they arrived at the hospital, Xu Yi was still asleep. Song Yuqian wanted to pat her, but as soon as she stretched out her hand, Song Yanming hit her and said, "Let her sleep."

Song Yuqian: "Aren't you going to see Tuantuan?"

"It doesn't matter whether it's early or late."

Song Yuqian: "Aren't you in a hurry to go to work?"

"It can be later."

Song Yanming was such a time-conscious person before, but now he says such things.

Song Yuqian: "Brother, you have changed."

Song Yan understood her at a glance, "You have changed too, becoming so talkative."

Song Yuqian: ...

Jiang Qing held Song Tuantuan in his arms all night and was unwilling to put her to sleep on the hospital bed because he thought it was dirty.

Song Wenbin took off his coat and used it as a cushion, and Jiang Qing finally compromised, but he still stood by.

The child was too young, and when he started coughing he felt his whole body shaking. His eyes turned red from coughing, and his eyelashes were full of tears.

Not to mention Jiang Qing, Song Yuqian felt bad too. She hugged Song Tuantuan in her arms and wiped her tears with her hands. "Okay Tuantuan, don't cry. Your aunt is so heartbroken."

Tuan Tuan's tears were purely physiological. He coughed too hard. He opened his little mouth and coughed, and it was easy to hold back tears if he exerted too much force.

"Mom, when will this cough be cured?"

"I don't know. The fever is gone, but the cough is hard to tell."

The doctor said that I need nebulization and infusion every day. As an adult, I can only listen to the doctor and do whatever he tells me to do.

When they arrived at the nebulization room for nebulization, Song Yuqian held Tuantuan and put the nebulizer mask on his face. Perhaps feeling uncomfortable, Tuantuan kept making a fuss, reaching out to grab it and twisting in her arms.

"Stop crying, stop making a fuss, this is the only way to make things better, Tuantuan, don't cry anymore."

It’s hard for children, and it’s even harder for adults.

Song Wenbin went to work. Song Yuqian and Jiang Qing worked together to give the child atomization. Seeing that there was still an indwelling needle on the child's head, fixed with tape, his face and eyes were red from crying, Song Yuqian's eyes were also red.

"Tuantuan, stop making trouble. Auntie knows you are feeling bad. Little darling, stop making trouble. Auntie would rather get pneumonia herself..."

Jiang Qing said unhappily, "You are such a bad mouth."

"Mom...she's still so young, why is she sick?"

Song Yuqian was so upset that she couldn't hold back her tears. "She even had her blood drawn last night. She was so young and still had to have her blood drawn."

"Okay, stop crying. People get sick all the time. There's nothing you can do about the changing seasons."

Song Yuqian looked outside and saw that the neonatal clinic was full. Some were receiving infusions, some were receiving nebulizers. She couldn't help but wipe away her tears again.

"It's so pitiful for a sick child, Tuantuan..."

Song Yuqian held her hand and said, "Don't get sick again in the future. You have to do your best."

Song Tuantuan was probably tired of crying, and she stopped crying halfway through the nebulization process and fell asleep in Song Yuqian's arms.

When Xu Yi and Song Yanming arrived, the atomization had just been completed.

Xu Yi: "Mom, you go back to sleep, I'll stay here to look after the kids."

Song Yanming: "You all go back, I will take care of her."

Song Yuqian held the child tightly and refused to let go. "Stop arguing. You all go back. I'll do it. I'm in no mood to go to work when I see Tuantuan like this."

She sighed, "Mom stayed up all night last night and needs to rest. Brother, you have a problem with your software and it's time to be busy. Sister-in-law, the district competition will start in the next two days. You should prepare well. If you can rank higher, our studio will definitely have no shortage of orders. You all should get busy."

Song Yuqian carried the child to the ward and said, "Leave it to me. I don't have much to do."

Jiang Qing was worried, "How can you, an unmarried person like you, take care of a child? You are a child yourself."

"I'm not a child anymore. I'm an adult. I will take good care of Tuan Tuan."

Jiang Qing: "Don't bump into anything."

"Even if I lost my arms and legs, I would never let Tuantuan get hurt."

Song Yuqian hugged the child and couldn't help crying again.

For a moment, Xu Yi felt that Song Tuantuan was born to Song Yuqian. They both had the surname Song, so she looked like an outsider...