Shi Qianduo put down her phone and her mind went blank for a moment. She rushed to the hospital as fast as she could, while He Yian arrived with the child.
Shi Qianduo panicked when she saw her son's appearance. She looked at the people in the queue and became even more anxious.
"Let's go to the pediatrics department. I know the doctors here." After He Yian finished speaking, he walked straight to the elevator.
Shi Qianduo had no objections. She even felt that being unemployed had its benefits. At least, the man had a wide circle of friends.
Then, they went straight to the office of Guan Ming, the Director of the Pediatrics Department.
Guan Ming was about the same age as He Yian. He held a stethoscope to the child's chest and listened carefully to his heart and lungs. "There's no unusual noise in the lungs. The high fever shouldn't be caused by pneumonia. He needs to take a blood test to see if there's any other inflammation." Guan Ming said as he put down the stethoscope and started to write down a list.
Shi Qianduo took the list and quickly went to pay.
He Yian was waiting with the child in his arms.
Guan Ming asked casually as he was noting down the case, "Your wife?"
"The child's mother." He Yian answered.
The two meant the same thing on the surface, but there was a crucial difference. The child's mother was not his wife. They were lacking a legally binding marriage certificate.
Guan Ming also understood what he meant. After he finished writing the case, he could not help but tease, "That girl isn't that old. You're quite an animal. She's so young and you have the nerve to lay your hands on her?"
He Yian cast him a cold glance and did not say anything.
"She's really pretty, though, you're a lucky man!" Guan Ming laughed.
As soon as he finished speaking, Shi Qianduo came back. Her breathing was rapid, and there was a layer of sweat on her head. It was obvious that she ran from the third floor to the first floor to pay and then ran back.
Fortunately, the test was on the third floor, so Jing Xing did not have to go through all the trouble. The results of the blood test returned quickly. It showed that Jing Xing's white blood cells were too high and he had inflammation.
"It's not a big problem. Let's put him on an IV drip first. Once his fever subsides, we'll reduce the inflammation." Guan Ming gave a prescription to the nurse.
Jing Xing was arranged to be observed in the VIP infusion room. There were no other children, so cross-infection could be avoided.
As Jing Xing was too young, he could only have the IV drip inserted into his head. Even though Jing Xing was in a daze because of his fever, he still cried at the top of his lungs when he received the injection.
Seeing Jing Xing cry, Shi Qianduo's uneasy heart also started to drop. Her tears fell like water droplets.
Guan Ming, who was standing at the side, saw Shi Qianduo's tear-stained face and could not help but nudge He Yian's arm. "The child's mother is crying like this, and you're just standing there?"
He Yian's firm and thin lips were pursed lightly. His gaze was fixed on the child, as if he had not heard Guan Ming's words at all.
Guan Ming was ignored. He shrugged helplessly and turned to Shi Qianduo, "He's always liked to pretend to be deep and serious since he was young. For a person like him, physical comfort is much more effective than verbal comfort."
Shi Qianduo's face was still covered in tears. Her originally pale face had turned slightly red because she was shy. She was really starting to doubt if the Director of Pediatrics was a professional.
He Yian raised his head, his dark eyes glancing at Guan Ming. "Did your hospital get any complaints about you?"
"I still have patients to see to," Guan Ming said, "I'll come back after Jing Xing is done with his IV. "
Because Jing Xing was too young, they could not infuse the IV too quickly. However, they came in a hurry and did not bring a milk bottle. Sister Xu was worried that Jing Xing would be hungry later, so she went back to get it. So, in the ward, only He Yian and Shi Qianduo kept the child company.
"Let me hug you for a while." He Yian took the child. Perhaps because he was sick, Jing Xing cried every time he lay on the bed, so the two of them could only take turns holding him.
He Yian touched Jing Xing's forehead, wanting to feel his body temperature, but Jing Xing grabbed his finger and refused to let go.
Jing Xing's hand was small and soft, and he could only hold one of his father's fingers. However, he seemed to use all his strength to hold it tightly, as if he was afraid of being abandoned.
The corners of He Yian's lips curled up into a smile that he did not even notice, and his heart softened. In the past, he had never thought of having a child. He had thought that it would be troublesome, but when he held Jing Xing in his arms for the first time, the feeling of being connected to him by blood spontaneously arose.
At that moment, he was willing to take on all the responsibilities. He wanted to protect this little life with everything he had and make him the happiest child in the world.
"Why isn't Jing Xing's fever gone yet? Can we trust that doctor..." Shi Qianduo looked at her son's listless face and asked with red, swollen eyes.