After three rebirths, the poor kid is loved by everyone

At night, Xiaoyou slept with his two twin brothers.

Before going to bed, Xiaoyou behaved very normally, always smiling and looking in a good mood.

He just kept yawning. Feng Shimo thought it was because he practiced for too long during the lunch period and was too tired.

Plus, because he didn’t have a nap today, I thought the little guy was very sleepy, so I didn’t think much about it.

But unexpectedly, an accident occurred at 2:30 in the morning.

"Well……"

Wuwuwu, Youyou is in so much pain, it hurts...

Youyou's hands and feet are burning. It hurts so much. Woo woo woo, mommy...

Xiaoyou was sleeping soundly when he was suddenly woken up by the heat in the middle of the night. Then he felt a headache and his body was hot and uncomfortable.

Xiaoyou opened his eyes drowsily, but his face was already covered with tear marks and his little pillow was also wet.

Mommy... Mommy, Youyou feels so bad, woo woo, Mommy...

No, Youyou can't cry, Youyou must hold it in and don't bother your mother...

Youyou, don’t cry, don’t cry, you have to hold it in… wuwuwu, it hurts so much, wuwuwu…

Mommy…I’m sorry, Youyou, Youyou can’t help it, I didn’t mean to cry, wuwuwu…

Mom, Youyou is in so much pain, Mom...

Tears were piling up in his eyes, and Xiaoyou was sobbing uncomfortably, biting his lips tightly, his little hands nervously grasping the quilt.

Youyou, be good, don’t cry, Youyou, don’t cry, don’t make a noise…

Feng Shimo, who was sleeping soundly on the right side, woke up in a daze when he heard intermittent sobbing sounds beside his ears.

In the moonlight, Feng Shimo half-closed his eyes and raised his hand to pat his belly, thinking that he was feeling uncomfortable after waking up, so he comforted him.

But the sound in his ear and the heat in his palm told him that something was wrong, and he sat up suddenly.

"Youyou? Youyou! What's wrong with you? It's so hot! Not good!"

Feng Shimo hurriedly hugged Xiao Shiyou into his arms, raised his hand to wipe away the tears on Xiao Shiyou's face, and coaxed him gently in panic.

"Don't cry, don't cry, big brother will take you to the hospital right now, it's okay, it's okay."

After saying that, he kicked Feng Shiyi to wake him up, "Xiaoyi, get up quickly, Youyou has a fever, go call mom and dad, quickly!"

Feng Shiyi stood up in a daze, "Ah? Ah! I have a fever! How could this happen! Wait a minute, I'll go call my parents."

Upon hearing that Xiao You was sick, Feng Shiyi quickly came to his senses and calmed himself down, and Feng Shimo did the same.

This was not the first time the brothers had suddenly fallen ill, so after their initial panic, they quickly regained their composure.

The division of labor was clear. Feng Shimo held Xiao Shiyou and dressed him, while Feng Shiyi ran to Yu Jingshu and Feng Bozhou's room to call them.

He knocked on the door three times quickly and shouted, "Mom, Dad, Youyou has a fever, we need to go to the hospital, get up quickly!"

"Mom and Dad! Get up! It's too late!"

Feng Shiyi shouted very loudly and soon woke people up.

Yu Jingshu was the first to put on her coat and ran out. As soon as the door opened, Feng Shiyi saw Yu Jingshu with panic in her eyes.

Yu Jingshu ran out with unsteady steps: "Where's the baby?"

Why did I suddenly have a fever? Go to the hospital, hurry up!

Feng Shiyi quickly supported her: "Brother is helping Youyou put on clothes, Mom, let's go!"

Yu Jingshu grabbed his hand and walked out, ignoring Feng Bozhou who was looking for the car keys behind him, and urged him, "Hurry up!"

After taking a few steps, Yu Jingshu saw Feng Shimo with red eyes, holding Xiao Shiyou.

As soon as he saw Yu Jingshu, Xiaoyou opened his eyes and stretched out his hand with tears streaming down his face.

Woo woo woo, mommy hold you, mommy hold Youyou, Youyou feels uncomfortable, woo woo woo.

Xiaoyou, who had been trying to hold back his emotions just now, couldn't hold it back anymore. Now he just wanted his mother's arms.

Mommy, hug Youyou, woooo, it hurts so much, Youyou feels so bad, woooo!

"Don't cry, baby. Mommy will hold you. Let's go to the hospital now. You won't feel uncomfortable after seeing the doctor. Don't cry, don't cry."

Yu Jingshu took Xiaoyou in her arms and coaxed him softly.

Seeing Feng Bozhou coming out, he immediately carried Xiao Shiyou downstairs, and the father and his two sons followed closely behind.

After the car drove out, Yu Jingshu and the others still felt uneasy and anxious, and could not be shaken off for a long time.

Feng Shimo: "Mom, I'm sorry, I..." I didn't take good care of Youyou.

Before he could finish his next words, he was interrupted by Yu Jingshu.

"Momo, it's not your fault. Not everyone can predict this kind of thing. Just be more careful in the future."

Yu Jingshu was feeling anxious and panicky, but she had to remain calm in front of the children.

She couldn't lose her composure; no one could see her clenched and slightly trembling hands.

"No, it's okay, the baby will be fine, it's just a fever, it's okay."

Yes, it’s just a fever. There will be no problem with your body. The disease will not relapse. No.

While comforting Feng Shimo, Yu Jingshu was also comforting herself.

She was afraid that this was not just a simple fever. She was afraid there would be other complications and that the baby was not in good health. She was really scared.

Fortunately, there were few cars on the road in the middle of the night and the road was smooth. Feng Bozhou drove to the hospital.

As soon as they got off the car, the doctor who had been waiting at the hospital entrance pushed the emergency bed forward and took Xiaoyou.

Soon we arrived at the pediatric emergency room on the third floor.

Looking at Xiaoyou being pushed in, Yu Jingshu could no longer control the panic in her heart, and her legs went weak and she sat down on the ground.

My memory suddenly went back to four years ago.

The skinny little girl was pushed into the emergency room again and again, and each time she was so panicked that she couldn't breathe.

She was really afraid that the baby would leave her forever, and even a simple cold would make her extremely uneasy.

The baby had been growing healthily in the past few months, so she let her guard down.

Baby, don't leave mommy...please...

"Jingshu!"

Feng Bozhou quickly hugged her, helped her sit on the chair and hugged her, "It's okay, it's okay, don't worry."

"It must be just a common fever. It will be fine. By tomorrow, the baby will be full of life."

Feng Shimo and Feng Shiyi also hurriedly stepped forward and squatted in front of Yu Jingshu, each holding one of her hands.

Feng Shimo: "Mom, Youyou will be fine!"

Feng Shiyi: "Good luck to you. You have persisted for so long, and nothing will happen this time!"

After listening to the three people's consolation, Yu Jingshu stopped crying, but did not dare to look up, for fear that they would worry about her.

Nodding his head, he said, "Yes, it will be fine, it will be fine..."

This was an answer to them and also a way to comfort myself.

It is no longer a year ago now. The doctor said that the baby is in the recovery stage and is in much better shape than a year ago.

There is nothing wrong with my body, it's just a common cold, yes, just a common cold...

Yu Jingshu wiped away her tears and looked at the door of the emergency room with firm eyes.

Baby, mommy will always wait for you!

Half an hour later, the lights in the emergency room went out and a doctor wearing a mask came out.

"Doctor, how is the baby?"

With the help of Feng Bozhou, Yu Jingshu quickly stepped forward and asked anxiously.

The doctor took off his mask, his face looked a little haggard, but he had a relaxed smile on his face. He was Xiaoyou's attending physician.

He said: "It's OK, there are no other complications this time, just a fever and some fainting."

"The young master is in much better health than before. This is already a very good situation. We just have to wait for him to wake up."

If this had happened in the past, not only would the young master faint if he had a fever, his heart rate would also become very low, and even his body temperature would be frighteningly low.

It was as if he would pass away at any time, and he had to stay in the observation room for a few days and be observed extremely carefully before he could be transferred to the ward.

The doctor's words made Yu Jingshu and the others feel a little relieved.

Then he continued to look at the closed door of the emergency room.