Ling Sheng hurried to the hospital.
Su Xiyin was sitting beside the bed with red eyes.
Ling Xiaoqi's face and neck were covered in a red rash, giving him a ghastly look. His brows were furrowed while he was asleep, making him look pained.
Ling Sheng's eyes reddened immediately as though someone had stabbed her with a knife. "Grandma, what happened?"
Allergy. Mango allergy.
In the afternoon, Ling Xiaoqi had eaten mango cake at the kindergarten.
"This child is allergic to mangoes. Didn't you check about any allergic reactions before?" Su Xiyin's voice was hoarse, and her heart was aching immensely.
"No." Ling Sheng had not known either!
Su Xiyin knew that her son was his mother's flesh and blood.
She initially had not wanted to bring Sheng Sheng there to make her feel worried and sad, but Xiaoqi had kept calling her "Mummy" in distress.
"Mummy!"
The sleeping child shouted again.
