Could it be... something happened to the children?
An Lan's expression was grave; she dared not hesitate to pick up the phone—on the other end, Li Guilan's anxious voice rang out, "Lanlan, Mumu just finished eating, and he's been vomiting and having diarrhea ever since. What should we do now?"
Vomiting and diarrhea? An Lan's hand holding the phone clenched tightly.
"I'll call the family doctor right now and have him go over; we'll head back immediately. It should take us about half an hour to get there," An Lan said seriously, which made the other three people in the car look at her.
An Lan ended the call, her face full of worry and anxiety.
Zhang Ya glanced at An Xuan and tentatively asked, "Lanlan, what happened? Who is sick and needs a family doctor?"
An Lan raised a hand to rub her temples.
