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"How did you get a high fever?" Hearing Mu Ya's high fever, Zhang Xiao asked in pain. She followed behind Zhang Chen and reached out to hug Mu Ya, but when Mu Ya was feeling uncomfortable, she liked to lie in her mother's embrace. In her heart, Zhang Xiao was her mother. Seeing that Zhang Xiao had reached out his hands to hug her, she immediately turned around and leaned towards him.

After Zhang Xiao hugged Mu Ya, he reached out and touched her forehead, the hot temperature caused her entire face to wrinkle, and asked Zhang Chen: "Have you seen a doctor yet?"

Zhang Chen shook his head.

"Then why don't you take her to the doctor? Wasn't pediatrics on the second floor? "Why did you come here?" Zhang Xiao reprimanded Zhang Chen while carrying him. After which, they walked towards the elevator and said to Yi Xiujie: "Xiujie, you go back first."

Yi Xiujie looked at Zhang Chen defensively and said, "I'm not in a hurry." Then, he followed Zhang Xiao.

Although Zhang Xiao did not say anything, Yi Xiujie knew that there must have been a conflict between the two, and it was even Zhang Chen who bullied Zhang Xiao. Now that Mu Ya was sick, Zhang Xiao would definitely be soft-hearted and would not be able to stand by the side. He was worried that Zhang Chen would continue to bully Zhang Xiao.

Zhang Chen also turned and followed behind Zhang Xiao, explaining in a low voice: "Mu Ya is looking for you."

He really couldn't bring himself to call her, so he carried Mu Ya here, since he knew that she would definitely be accompanying Ye Qing in the hospital.

"Don't you have a family doctor?" Zhang Xiao saw that Mu Ya's face was flushed red from the fever and her lips were dry. Her heart ached and she could not help but say to Zhang Chen: "I didn't know how to give Mu Ya some water.

"Miss Zhang, it's Little Miss that isn't willing to drink water. The doctor came by, too, but she cried and refused to take any medicine after reading it, and kept wanting to see you, so … " The Aunt Lan explained for Zhang Chen.

When humans are sick, they are the weakest, let alone when Mu Ya is only a child.

The elevator door opened. Zhang Xiao carried Mu Ya and entered the elevator quickly. She glanced at Zhang Chen, who was also looking at her. His eyes were deep like a bottomless pit, causing her to be unable to touch him. The only thing that was certain was that his anger at her was gone.

Mu Ya limply lay in Zhang Xiao's embrace, his arms wrapped around Zhang Xiao's neck.

Zhang Xiao felt an indescribable pain in her heart. She remembered that on the day her mother left, she too had cried for a very long time, and then had a high fever that night. When she was in a daze from the fever, she kept calling out for her mother, but her mother never hugged her again, because her mother was forced away by her father.

She felt the same way as Mu Ya when he wanted to find her when he was sick.

As her father, Zhang Chen was still better than her father. At least Zhang Chen would still carry Mu Ya here. She was not an idiot; she was only on the second floor, there was no way Zhang Chen did not know that she had appeared here with Mu Ya in her arms, and it was obvious that she was looking for her. When she had burned herself to a crisp that night, her father had still hardened his heart to prevent her from seeing her mother, which had led to the separation that had become her last meeting with her mother.

When they arrived at the second floor and found the doctor on duty, Zhang Xiao anxiously told him: "Doctor, help her look quickly, she has a high fever."

The doctor passed a temperature needle to Zhang Xiao leisurely and said, "Take a temperature first."

Zhang Xiao was extremely anxious, but he could only take Mu Ya's temperature first. Fortunately, Mu Ya was very obedient, he did not cry nor make a fuss, and meekly allowed her to torture him.

After a few minutes, the doctor indicated for Zhang Xiao to take out the temperature needle.

Zhang Xiao hurriedly took out the temperature needle and passed it to the doctor.

After the doctor read the results, he looked up and glanced at the people standing behind Zhang Xiao, frowned: "How did all of you bring the children here, they only brought her to the hospital after the children burned 39 degrees."

"Doctor, don't worry about how they bring the child, hurry up and prescribe the medicine." Hearing that Mu Ya's fever had reached 39 degrees, Zhang Xiao couldn't help but urge the doctor to prescribe the medicine.

After the doctor examined Mu Ya for a while, he opened up a prescription and said: "Your throat is extremely inflamed."

Zhang Xiao replied, but in his heart he was thinking that Mu Ya's diet was light, how could his throat be inflamed? Could it be that he had cried for too long, causing his throat to hurt?

No matter what reason Mu Ya had caused his throat to become inflamed, the most important thing now was to help Mu Ya reduce the fever and resolve the flames.

After the doctor finished writing the prescription, Zhang Xiao took the prescription before he could take it. He first looked through it, then handed the list of ingredients to a bodyguard, indicating him to bring the list of ingredients to pay for and take the medicine.

Mu Ya burnt really hard, he even needed to wipe the alcohol off first.

With Zhang Xiao accompanying him throughout the process, Mu Ya continued to cooperate and even did not cry after being injected with the needles.

In the temporary ward, Zhang Xiao instructed Zhang Chen: "Mr. Lu, go pour Mu Ya a cup of warm water to moisten her lips. People with fever need to drink more water. "

"Third Young Master, I'll go."

Aunt Lan turned and was about to pour some water. Zhang Xiao squinted his eyes and immediately stopped Aunt Lan from pouring his daughter a cup of warm water.

He was at a loss of what to do. After pouring warm water into the cup, he passed it over to Zhang Xiao, who was standing in front of him, feeling that it was inappropriate to sit next to Zhang Xiao. Standing there, he felt like he was angry.

Zhang Xiao saw through his helplessness and ignored him.

His failure as a father should have left him at a loss.

On the other hand, Yi Xiujie knew how to do more than him. When Zhang Xiao was giving Mu Ya water to drink, he took out a small medicine bag and took out a bag of pills, then went to get a clean disposable cup of medicine. He poured the medicine into a cup and handed it over to Zhang Xiao, saying: "Xiao'er, feed the medicine to her.

Zhang Xiao said as she poured some of the water in her hand into the cup. After all the medicinal powder melted, she placed the cup next to Mu Ya's mouth and coaxed him softly: "Mu Ya, come.

Mu Ya smelled the bitter taste of the medicine and turned his face away, unwilling to take the medicine.

"She refuses to take medicine every time." Zhang Chen only said how his daughter was, he was unable to help at all.

Zhang Xiao glared at him once more, and he immediately stopped talking.

"Mu Ya, be obedient. Only after taking the medicine will you be able to recover."

"Mom …" Mu Ya grabbed onto Zhang Xiao's clothes, as though he wanted to say something, but was unable to say it out.

She probably wanted to say: Mother, I took the pill, please don't leave Mu Ya, okay?

Because she was still too young and could not speak, she was unable to express what she was thinking.

Zhang Xiao laughed gently, he lowered his head and kissed her face, then consoled her with a gentle voice, "Mu Ya, eat the medicine, once your fever is gone, mother will accompany you until daybreak, alright?"