Chapter 697: who is this child
Chapter 697 Who is this child?
Finally, I saw someone coming out of the door.
The leader was a tall man wearing a long trench coat. He walked hurriedly to her car, bent down and asked, "How is the child?"
Xia Ling saw his face clearly: "Pei Ziheng, help me! Shao Hui has a rash, and I don't know why. Is Dr. Ouyang here?"
Pei Ziheng said: "Don't worry, I will accompany you to the hospital. Dr. Ouyang will go too." He said, opening the door of her cab, "You go to the back seat with the child, and I will drive."
Now was not the time to be polite, so she hurried to the back seat of the car and picked up Shao Hui. Shao Hui's body seemed to be even hotter. The rashes appeared quickly and urgently, and they looked so dense and scary.
Dr. Ouyang also got in the car and sat in the back seat with her. He also brought a small first aid kit, showed it to the child, and said, "Ms. Ye, the child is probably allergic to something. We need to find the source of the allergy. I We have given him simple first aid treatment, don’t worry if he can make it to the hospital.”
Xia Ling felt a little relieved.
“Drive faster,” she said to Pei Ziheng, “How long does it take to get to the hospital?”
Pei Ziheng's car drove fast and steady, and his voice was very calm: "We're almost there. I asked the nanny to contact the hospital before I left. Several experts are on the way and can consult the child."
She was slightly startled, and then she remembered that the Pei family was familiar with the hospital and could use their privileges.
The road in the middle of the night was silent, and the boundless darkness spread. However, in this darkness, her heart suddenly calmed down, as if she had found support. In a trance, she felt like she was back in her childhood, when she was helpless and panicked. Only this god-like man was her eternal anchor.
She held Shaohui in her arms and calmed down.
He arrived at the hospital soon. Sure enough, as Pei Ziheng said, Yuanfang was ready to receive treatment. When Shao Hui was pushed into the consulting room, several experts also arrived one after another. They gave the child a comprehensive examination and then told Xia Ling: "Ms. Ye, we will first put the child into the sterile room for desensitization treatment. The allergen examination will take a while, so please be patient."
So, she waited in the corridor outside the ward.
Pei Ziheng accompanied her, took off his long windbreaker and put it on her shoulders. Only then did she realize that she was wearing only a thin pair of pajamas when she went out, and the wind in the corridor made her feel cold. She looked up at Pei Ziheng and said, "Thank you."
Pei Ziheng comforted her: "The child will be fine."
“He is my lifeblood,” she said.
The two people waited outside the door for several hours, until the sky turned white.
The doctor opened the door and came out and said: "The allergen has been identified and it is chemical fiber allergy. This is a very rare allergy, and ordinary contact with man-made fiber clothing will cause serious consequences."
Xia Ling's head suddenly exploded: "What did you say?"
She thought of her dead child who was also allergic to chemical fibers. How could it be such a coincidence?
Pei Ziheng's expression also changed slightly: "Allergic to chemical fibers? Doctor, could I be mistaken?"
“That’s right,” said the doctor. “We don’t joke about things like this.”
Xia Ling's body was shaky, and she didn't know what was wrong with her. It seemed as if there was some voice that was about to come out in her heart, but it was too vague for her to catch.
Pei Ziheng naturally supported her and sat down on the chair.
His heart was filled with turmoil - unlike Xia Ling, he knew very clearly that her biological child did not die, but was taken away by Xia Moyan. Recalling that Shaohui often said "Uncle said...", Pei Ziheng suddenly made a bold guess in his heart. Could it be that Ye Shaohui is Pei Shaohui? Is he her biological son? !
His expression gradually became gloomy.
"How is he now?" Suddenly, he heard Xia Ling ask dryly.
“The situation is quite stable and the allergy is under control, but hospitalization is needed.” The doctor said.
Xia Ling nodded.
She thought about it carefully and roughly understood why Shaohui suddenly developed an allergy to chemical fibers. In her home, the children usually wear pure natural fabrics, and the nanny at home also wears the "work clothes" she prepared, which are also all natural fabrics. There is no access to chemical fibers.
But, what about yesterday?
When she followed Li Lei into the car, she remembered that Shao Hui was very close to Reporter Sun. It was probably the material of Reporter Sun's clothes that he came into contact with at that time, which caused the allergy.
Her heart twitched. This allergen was so common. What should the child do when she grows up?
Thinking wildly, she also felt that this child was so similar to her dead child. Was it a kind of fate? Maybe God saw how pitiful she was after losing her child, so he specially sent Xiao Shaohui to comfort her...
She suddenly stood up, went to find the attending physician, and said, "I want to test the child's blood type."
The attending doctor was a little confused: "Why?"
"I adopted this child," Xia Ling said. "I don't even know his blood type. If I encounter any danger in the future, I don't know how to give first aid. Why not take advantage of this time to understand some basic data?" clear."
The attending doctor thought it made sense and said, "We will check the child and let you know the results when they come out."
Xia Ling thanked the attending doctor.
Pei Ziheng heard it from the side and his expression became darker.
He stayed with her and stayed with the child. One day later, the child was transferred from the sterile ward to the general ward. The rash on his body receded as quickly as it appeared, and it had almost dissipated. However, he cannot be discharged from the hospital yet and must be observed.
Xia Ling was tortured all day and night. She was too frightened and couldn't sleep well. At this time, seeing that the child was fine, she finally couldn't hold on any longer and fell asleep beside the child's bed. Pei Ziheng picked her up, opened a room in a high-end hotel near the hospital, put her in, and ordered people to take good care of her.
Go back to the ward by yourself and ask the doctor: "Have the blood test results come out?"
The doctor said: "It is a very rare MNSSU type. This child must be protected, otherwise it will be difficult to replenish the blood in time if he loses too much blood."
Pei Ziheng's face tightened slightly. He was probably this child. He was allergic to chemical fibers, had MNSSU blood type, and was of the same age. How could there be such a coincidence in this world?
He thanked the doctor and said, "Miss Ye, I hope you will keep it a secret."
The doctor was startled and said, "This blood type is very dangerous. It would be better to let the guardians know as soon as possible."
Pei Ziheng said: "Tell her it's type O."
The doctor was surprised: "Sir..."
Pei Ziheng glanced at him, with endless pressure in his eyes: "I remember that the next vice president selection is just around the corner, right? Professor Chen might as well focus on the selection, maybe there will be surprises." After a pause , "If you are half-hearted, I'm afraid you are not a qualified professor."
(End of this chapter)