Ghost doctor Mommy is good V5

"Baby, how do you feel now? Is it still uncomfortable?"

Feng Yiran pressed his cheek to Xiao Ziqing's forehead, frightened by the scalding temperature, he took even bigger steps.

He walked toward the emergency room almost at a trot. Although he quickened his pace, he kept his arms as steady as possible to prevent the person in his arms from being jolted.

In a daze, Xiao Ziqing opened her eyes and was completely relieved to see the familiar handsome face in front of her eyes.

These past few months have been going on and on, once a gap is found, the illness will come like a mountain, and the whole person will be too weak.

Leaning softly on Feng Yiran's chest, she murmured: "My husband... I seem to be about to pass out..."

Her breathing was short, her cheeks were flushed with an unusual blush, and her body was so hot that Feng Yiran was worried.

His thick sword eyebrows were tightly knit together, wishing he could suffer this crime for Xiao Ziqing.It's all because he was too careless!

If he hadn't allowed Xiao Ziqing's temperament to keep her busy like a spinning top every day, she wouldn't have been exhausted by such an overloaded rhythm.

Obviously, this disease is mostly caused by overwork and decreased resistance.

Feng Yiran comforted gently: "It's okay baby, we've already arrived at the hospital, someone will come over to give you an injection soon, and you'll be fine soon. Don't be afraid!"

Having said that, he, a bystander, is much more nervous than the other party involved. Sure enough, caring is messy.

Young Master Feng is tall and has long legs. He ran at a trot, and his speed was not too slow.The bitter thing is that Li Yaoming and others who followed behind were all chasing wildly while wiping off their sweat.

This rare sight has attracted the attention of many people in the hospital.

Fortunately, this is an aristocratic hospital, and the people who can come here to see a doctor are not ordinary people, they are used to seeing the world, otherwise, just by recognizing Feng Yiran, they will probably be excited for a long time.

But with just such a glance, the bystanders probably guessed who the person in Young Master Feng's arms was.

Such long hair can make Young Master Feng look nervous, and he doesn't think about anyone other than his wife.Young Master Feng really did as the rumors said, he loves his wife like his life!

Xiao Ziqing was like a helpless child, clutching Feng Yiran's clothes tightly, moaning in pain continuously.

She seldom looks so delicate, so Young Master Feng also felt uncomfortable, "I'll be there soon, bear with me a little longer!"

As a doctor, Xiao Ziqing has always advocated: if the virus can be suppressed by taking medicine, don't get an injection, and if you can survive it with your own resistance, don't even take medicine.

But this time I really suffered too much!

She hoped that her colleagues would give her an injection as soon as possible to curb the deterioration of her condition as soon as possible. If the fever continued like this, she would collapse.

The development of things always turns around. At least, the reaction of this fellow doctor is very strange.

First, he observed Xiao Ziqing's complexion, and it was basically certain that the fever was caused by an upper respiratory tract infection. However, just to be on the safe side, the doctor checked Xiao Ziqing's heart and lungs as usual.

There are several people standing in the small emergency room, which makes the doctor quite stressed.

Xiao Ziqing leaned against Feng Yiran's arms, answering the doctor's questions from time to time, occasionally coughing a few times.

I don't know if he coughed too much. After coughing a few times, Xiao Ziqing also started to retch. It stands to reason that if the throat is inflamed, he would also have such symptoms.

But the doctor looked at her suspiciously several times, and asked with a slightly melancholy voice: "Ma'am, I want to help you take your pulse and learn more about your condition."

As soon as these words came out, everyone's eyes turned "swish", and Feng Yiran's black eyes even swished several times.

That look seemed to be saying: "Speak quickly if you have something to say, and let go of farts if you have something to say! If you keep talking, I will beat you!"

The doctor swallowed, and his outstretched hand trembled. Before getting Xiao Ziqing's consent, he didn't dare to rest on her pulse.

It seems that with just a slight touch, Young Master Feng will cut off his hands...

Xiao Ziqing nodded slightly, raised her hand, Feng Yiran immediately supported her arm, and put it on the table.

After holding his breath and holding his pulse for 2 minutes, the doctor's expression changed ever-changingly.

At first she was focused, but then she showed a startled expression, raised her head to look at Xiao Ziqing, then at Feng Yiran, and put her hand on Xiao Ziqing's pulse again uncertainly.

Just when Young Master Feng was about to scold impatiently, the doctor finally said: "Young Master, I'm afraid Madam can only drink more water and use physical therapy to cool her down, Madam's current physical condition is not suitable for any medicine or injection. "

Xiao Ziqing was very familiar with such a tactful and cryptic expression.

Although she hasn't seen a doctor for a long time, she understands what this implies, "You mean..."

The doctor smiled and nodded, "That's right, it seems that Madam already understands your situation. However, your current physical condition is not very good. It is recommended that you rest for a while, especially you must strictly abide by the rules of work and rest, otherwise it will be harmful to you and you." Children are affected."

Before, I always felt that these two people were playing charades, but when they heard the last sentence, everyone finally understood.

Feng Yiran stared at Xiao Ziqing's abdomen in disbelief, his deep eagle eyes changing rapidly.

Has his child been conceived there? ?
The other people reacted much faster than Young Master Feng, the father-to-be, and they all congratulated the young couple one after another.

The fly in the ointment is that one of the two protagonists has a high fever and his mind is not clear.Another...

Judging from the symptoms, he should have been dazzled by the surprise, and his thoughts were still wandering in the clouds. Apart from showing a frightening smirk, he would not show any other expressions for the time being.

The doctor called a few nurses to cool down Xiao Ziqing physically, while he stood outside with Feng Yiran and others.

Feng Yiran asked about Xiao Ziqing's situation, and worriedly asked whether the previous miscarriage would have any impact.

Knowing that there was still another problem, the doctor suggested that Xiao Ziqing should be given a detailed examination after cooling down to understand her current relevant data, so that she could adjust her diet and daily routine.

Young Master Feng would naturally have no objection to this, and would absolutely cooperate.

It's just that he carried Xiao Ziqing back and forth between various departments the whole time, this time he slowed down and walked steadily, for fear of making Xiao Ziqing feel uncomfortable.

Even the gaze that looked at Xiao Ziqing was so soft that it could almost drip water.

The little ball on the ultrasound photo is the child in the stomach, Feng Yiran stared at it in disbelief, that little soy bean will become a child in just a few months? ?

At several special moments in a man's life, his IQ always drops sharply.

In love, when I learned that my wife was pregnant, and when my wife gave birth, it was actually related to the same person every time.

Who let that be the person on my heart?Can you not care?
Fortunately, Xiao Ziqing's pregnancy indicators are all normal, and the fetus is also stable, which made Feng Yiran feel relieved.

After returning home, he put Xiao Ziqing directly on the bed, covered him with a thick quilt, and asked Mama Wu to bring up the shredded scallop porridge made in advance, and fed Xiao Ziqing a bowl himself.

After eating a bowl of hot porridge, Xiao Ziqing was sweating all over, and with the physical cooling just now, she felt a little better.

"Husband, my body is sticky, you can take me in and take a bath!"

She originally had a slight cleanliness fetish, and now her clothes were stuck to her body, making her uncomfortable at all.

Feng Yiran helped her put the pillow away, carefully helped her to lie down, and coaxed her patiently: "Hey, you're prone to catch a cold in the shower now. I'll get a hot towel to wipe your body, and change into a clean one. How about your clothes? I'll take a shower tomorrow when I feel better."

People who are ill don't have the energy to reason with others, so Xiao Ziqing can only be obedient.

The man is very meticulous, holding two towels in his hand.

First use a hot towel to help Xiao Ziqing wipe off the sweat stains, and then immediately wipe it again with a dry towel to wipe off the moisture left on her body, lest the water vapor will become cold again.

Xiao Ziqing half-closed her eyes the whole time, letting Feng Yiran play with her. The feeling of stretching out her clothes and opening her mouth is really good.

Thinking back seriously, she hasn't lived such a comfortable life for a long time...

"Don't go to the company starting tomorrow, I will take care of it." Feng Yiran told her worriedly after changing into her pajamas.

The most important thing right now is the child in his womb. As for the messy affairs of the Feng Group, he can still take care of it.

Xiao Ziqing was terrified of her last experience in Africa, and she didn't want to hurt her child again because of her negligence.

So she has no objection to such an arrangement.

After serving her well, Feng Yiran went to the bathroom to take a quick shower, and came out with a few extra dry towels.

The person on the bed was already asleep at the moment, his mouth was still slightly open because of his stuffy nose, and his breathing was heavier than usual.

Feng Yiran gently leaned towards Xiao Ziqing's back, felt a thin layer of sweat, wiped it off with a dry towel, and carefully placed a towel under her pajamas.

Throughout the whole night, Young Master Feng barely slept, at most he squinted for a while.

With Xiao Ziqing's illness in mind, she always woke up quickly, and then checked her condition nervously, obviously feeling that the fever was slowly subsiding.

Xiao Ziqing woke up at 5 o'clock in the morning, starving.

People who are pregnant are easy to be hungry, and because they didn't eat anything last night, the bowl of porridge has long been turned into sweat and drained away.

Young Master Feng didn't say a word, and immediately went downstairs to get her something to eat. He was so active that he was a 24-filial good husband.

As soon as she arrived downstairs, she bumped into Fang Yi who was going to do morning exercises. The old lady was shocked by her son.

"Yi Ran?? Why are you up at this hour?" It's too early to go to work!

After Feng Yiran said hello, he said, "Qing Bao'er is hungry, I'll cook some noodles for her." After speaking, he went into the kitchen without looking back.

Fang Yi's expression darkened immediately, "What's wrong with this? Isn't it a fool to ask you to make breakfast at this time?"