Reread Kindergarten for Her [Rebirth]

Xu Ruoruo had a fever, burning like a stone just picked up from the fire.

My aunt came to pick her up with Xu Ruoruo's big backpack, and when she walked to the gate of Spring Kindergarten, she saw her little baby lying down not far from the gate of the kindergarten, her eyes were closed, her face was flushed, and it was hot to the touch.

"Baby Ruoruo! Wake up! Don't scare my aunt." My aunt was too scared to touch her, her voice trembling slightly.

The little girl is such a small lump, covered in a mess, and fragile like a bubble that can burst when poked.

Director Dong sent away the last parent who came to pick up the child. When she came out, she saw the aunt who was squatting on the ground at a loss. She ran over and immediately noticed Xu Ruoruo who had fainted on the ground and had a high fever. , to the hospital! My car is nearby, follow me!"

The aunt and grandma trembled and dared not hug her for a long time. In the end, Director Dong quickly bent down, carefully held the child in his arms, and hurried out to find a car.

The aunt hugged Ruoruo's big backpack to her chest, and followed Ruoruo who was in Director Dong's arms in a nonchalant way.

"Can you drive?" Director Dong held Ruoruo in his arms, and threw the car keys to his aunt.

Trembling, my aunt grabbed the key and opened the car. Seeing Director Dong holding Ruoruo sitting in the back seat, she hurriedly calmed herself down, opened the front door, started the car quickly, and drove towards the car as fast as possible. Driving to the nearby Children's Hospital.

While driving, she looked at Xu Ruoruo through the rearview mirror.

"Baby Ruoruo, is she okay?" The aunt and grandma trembled in fear.

"It's okay, don't be afraid," Director Dong touched Xu Ruoruo's forehead and raised his head, "Give me the mineral water in the storage box! Are you... Tang Fei?"

Director Dong's voice was gentle and stable, and my aunt's mind was slightly calm. She reached for mineral water and handed her to Director Dong. Then she glanced at Director Dong: "Dong Man? What a coincidence."

The two were not in the mood to reminisce for the time being. Director Dong poured mineral water on his cotton handkerchief, helped Xu Ruoruo wipe his palms and arms, and finally put the handkerchief soaked in cold water on Ruoruo's forehead.

Xu Ruoruo's condition is very bad, the heat is already very abnormal.Director Dong was anxious, but his voice was more gentle: "Don't be afraid, it's quite common for children to have a fever, and the doctor will take care of it."

"Yes." My aunt stopped talking and drove the car very fast.

As soon as Xu Ruoruo arrived at the hospital, she was sent to the emergency department, and her aunt and grandmother followed beside her in a state of desperation. Director Dong hugged her shoulders to comfort her.

When the sky darkened outside, Xu Ruoruo left the emergency room and was sent to the ward.

"The child's fever is too severe." The doctor shook his head, his eyebrows and eyes serious. "The temperature is under control for the time being, and we need to observe it. Check the thermometer every once in a while and give the child plenty of water. If the fever starts again, press the call bell immediately. "

My aunt carefully placed Xu Ruoruo's small hand in the palm of her own big one, and hurriedly responded, feeling a little relieved.

After the doctors and nurses left, my aunt and grandma sat in front of the hospital bed, not daring to move, and carefully put the big backpack that Xu Ruoruo carried to sleep every day in Xu Ruoruo's arms.

This little baby is so cute, how can he get sick so frightening.

"Tang Fei, are you okay?" Director Dong felt that his aunt's situation seemed to be very bad.

"No, I'm fine." My aunt stared at Xu Ruoruo, eyes full of anxiety, "Why isn't baby Ruoruo awake?"

Director Dong followed her to look at the past, sighed inwardly, and then comforted her: "The child is young, he hasn't recovered yet, he will wake up in a while, don't worry."

Just as he was talking, he heard Xu Ruoruo speak weakly with his eyes closed: "Arong, Arong..."

My aunt's eyes lit up a little, she quickly put her ear to Xu Ruoruo's mouth, and listened carefully to what she wanted.

"Arong, I want Arong..."

Xu Ruoruo was still talking subconsciously, as if he didn't stop until he asked for it.

"It should be calling a child in our kindergarten." Director Dong took the initiative to explain to his aunt.

My aunt hurriedly looked up at Director Dong: "Xiaoman, can you bring that child? Our Ruoruo baby wants to..."

Speaking of this, my aunt also felt a little bad, how could Xu Ruoruo bring other people's children to the hospital just because Xu Ruoruo wanted it, because the wards are full of germs, parents generally don't bring their children here.

Director Dong was indeed hesitant, but he couldn't bear to see Xu Ruoruo's pitiful little group calling "A Rong", and it was rare for Tang Fei to ask her, so she picked up the phone and gave Rongchun and his family Call up.

***

"Little Ruoruo, is it all right? It's all my fault that I didn't notice it at the time!" Uncle Zhao was a little annoyed when he went on the phone, because he felt that something was wrong with Xu Ruoruo.

Rong Chunhe was lying on the sofa watching cartoons, when she heard Uncle Zhao talking about Xu Ruoruo, she couldn't help sitting up, her small eyes moved away from the cartoons, and looked at Uncle Zhao.

I don't know what was said on the phone, Uncle Zhao's expression was not very good: "Principal Dong, you know this is unlikely, when Xiao Ruoruo recovers from her illness, shall we go see her again?"

The conversation was blank for a while, Uncle Zhao hung up the phone, glanced at Rong Chunhe, and walked away with drooping shoulders.

"Uncle Zhao, what's wrong with little beggar Ruoruo?" Rong Chunhe asked curiously as he sat on the back of the sofa.

Uncle Zhao hesitated to speak, took a few steps quickly, and squatted in front of Rong Chunhe: "Miss...it's nothing." In the end, he still didn't have the nerve to say it.

Rong Chunhe didn't know what to think, and suddenly yelled: "I want to see little beggar Ruoruo, Uncle Zhao, take me there!"

"Miss, it's too late now, let's go tomorrow." Uncle Zhao dared to make fun of the master's little ancestor.

"No! I'm going now!" Rong Chunhe was inexplicably anxious, especially Uncle Zhao's attitude made her even more anxious.

"Miss, Ruoruo is ill, we will go tomorrow, early in the morning!"

"I don't care, I'm going now, if you don't take me, I'll let my dad fire you!" Rong Chunhe said fiercely.

Uncle Zhao clenched his fists tightly, and finally nodded, armed Rong Chunhe once more, wearing a tight mask, and then drove Rong Chunhe to the children's hospital that Director Dong said.

When the two arrived, there were many people around the ward, and nurses came in and out with things.

Xu Ruoruo's fever flared up again, and it took him a long time to forcefully utter a nonsense.

"Arong..."

"Is she calling me?" Rong Chunhe was hugged by Uncle Zhao, not letting her approach, she watched from a distance, the noise of collisions of various things in the dull ward was noisy, but she heard Xu Ruoruo the sound of.

"No... No way." Uncle Zhao didn't dare to continue walking inside. The poor child was surrounded by doctors and nurses, and a woman in her 40s was lying in the arms of Director Dong, crying silently.

"Arong, I want Arong..." The voice suddenly sounded again, as if right next to the ear.

"She's calling me, really." Rong Chunhe struggled to get off the ground, "I want to go over."

Uncle Zhao didn't let go, and after deliberating for a while, he hugged Rong Chunhe and approached slowly.

As soon as they approached, Xu Ruoruo's current appearance was more clearly revealed in front of them.

The little cheeks and ears are red and gorgeous, but the lips are blue and white, the eyes are closed, and the breath is barely there, like a fragile glass doll.

Rong Chunhe was so frightened by the scene that he didn't speak, he tightly gripped the clothes on Uncle Zhao's sleeves, and stared at Xu Ruoruo with wide eyes.

The doctor in charge finally straightened up, and said in the direction of his aunt: "The child's condition is very bad. If he can't stabilize tomorrow, his brain will be burnt out if it is mild, and if it is serious, it may be..."

The attending doctor didn't finish his sentence, but the meaning was all there.

My aunt's face was pale, her lips were trembling to speak.Rong Chunhe suddenly pulled off his mask, grinned and burst into tears, buried his head in Uncle Zhao's arms, sobbing tremblingly: "Uncle Zhao, is she going to die! It's not my fault. I dare not."

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