Returning to the children's room, seeing Little Jingxing lying on the child's bed, crying from the agony of the high fever.
His fair little face, flushed with an unnatural redness.
Crying so much that his tears wetted his face, and his tender throat turned hoarse, Lu Meng's heart twisted in pain.
She bent over, picked up Little Jingxing, and consoled him softly, "Baobei, mommy is here. Don't cry, don't cry, the doctor will be here soon, it'll be fine very soon."
"Wuwu..."
Jingxing's cries continued.
Crying and crying, he started to cough, coughing so hard that his face turned red.
Utterly painful appearance.
Lu Meng's eyes reddened, "Where is the doctor? Why isn't the doctor here yet?"
The family doctor hurried over, carrying a medical kit, "Miss!"
"Quickly, take a look at Jingxing."
Lu Meng put down Jingxing and moved aside, the doctor measured the temperature, 39° high fever, continued fever might damage the brain.
