mtl008 Chapter 1134 Star Wish: Gu Yanxiao has a fever
Chapter 1134 Star Wish: Gu Yanxiao has a fever
In the hospital corridor, the lights were pale and emitted a cold atmosphere, making this small space seem particularly cold and desolate.
The pungent smell of disinfectant permeated the air, making people's noses feel sour and astringent, as if even breathing was a little suppressed.
After receiving the news, Gu Yunqian was extremely anxious and hurried all the way, almost trotting. As soon as he stepped into this floor, his eyes searched eagerly like a hawk, and he saw Su Xingya sitting dejectedly on a bench in the corridor.
She was curled up with her back hunched, as if all her energy had been drained away. Her originally smooth hair was now scattered messily on both sides of her cheeks, with a few strands still clinging to her tear-stained face.
Gu Yunqian's heart suddenly tightened, as if it was being tightly grasped by an invisible big hand, and it hurt so much.
He took two steps at a time and quickly ran to Su Xingya, "Xingya!" He called out in a low voice, his voice filled with a bit of anxiety and heartache. Then he squatted down without hesitation and held Su Xingya's cold hands tightly with both hands.
The slender fingers of those hands trembled slightly, conveying endless fear and anxiety. Gu Yunqian didn't say anything more, but used his palms to continuously transfer his strength and warmth to her, trying to dispel the haze in her heart.
Su Xingya seemed to be surprised by the sudden warmth. She slowly raised her head. Her eyes were red and swollen like ripe peaches. Tears were still swollen in her eye sockets, rolling down and leaving clear tear marks on her cheeks.
She looked straight at Gu Yunqian, her lips trembling, and she stammered for a long time before uttering: "Yunqian, it's all my fault...Xiaoxiao, he..." Before she finished speaking, she choked up again.
"Xiaoxiao developed a high fever because of my troubles. No matter how I comforted him, he wouldn't stop crying. His whole body was burning hot. I... I was really scared..."
When she said this, her body began to tremble violently, she covered her face with her hands, and cried uncontrollably, her heart full of remorse and self-blame, as if she had committed an unforgivable sin. She was afraid that because of her recklessness, her son would be in danger and she would become the sinner who implicated her son.
Gu Yunqian's eyes reddened slightly when he saw Su Xingya like this. He opened his mouth and wanted to say a few words of comfort, but his throat seemed to be blocked. After a long while, he said with difficulty: "Don't blame yourself. Things have come to this. Let's take good care of Xiaoxiao first. He will be fine."
However, even though he said this, his tone revealed a heaviness that was hard to conceal, which was completely different from his usual gentle care.
His brows were furrowed, especially when Su Xinya made him feel that his son was very ill. His eyebrows were twisted into a deep "川" character, and his eyes were filled with an unremovable gloom.
Just then, the door of the ward shook slightly, and Dr. Lu Jinqi walked out wearing a mask and taking steady steps.
He first looked at the couple who were immersed in sadness and self-blame, sighed slightly, and his eyes showed some concern and sympathy.
"It's okay to worry about it." He spoke softly, his voice gentle and steady, trying to calm their panicked hearts.
"It is very common for newborns to catch a cold and have a fever occasionally. After all, their immune systems are not yet fully developed. You see, after the simple treatment just now, the baby's fever has gradually subsided."
As he spoke, he raised his hand slightly and pointed inside the ward, indicating that the child's condition had improved.
"However," Lu Jinqi paused, his eyes swept over the two people's faces, and then he warned earnestly, "You have to pay more attention in the next few days. The child is young and his condition changes quickly. Keep him warm and don't let him catch a cold again. When feeding, pay attention to the amount and frequency, don't feed too quickly or too much. Also, if you find any abnormalities in the child, such as drowsiness, crying or shortness of breath, be sure to notify me immediately."
As he spoke, he gestured with his hands, his eyes focused and serious, and every word he said was full of professionalism and responsibility. He hoped that the couple, who were new parents, would remember these precautions and avoid a recurrence of their child's illness.
As Su Xingya listened to Lu Jinqi's words, she cried even harder, almost to the point of being unable to speak.
Her shoulders were shaking violently and she covered her chest with her hands tightly, as if this could ease the pain in her heart.
At this moment, she was filled with guilt towards her son and regret for her own behavior, and was unable to respond normally to the doctor's advice.
Gu Yunqian felt distressed when he saw this. He gently held Su Xingya in his arms and stroked her back slowly and rhythmically with his right hand, trying to calm her excitement.
At the same time, he raised his head slightly and looked at Lu Jinqi, his eyes full of gratitude: "Thank you for your hard work."
Although Lu Jinqi said that Gu Yanxiao was fine, Gu Yunqian still arranged for his son to be hospitalized for observation to be on the safe side.
In the ward, the lights were dimmed, with only the small lamp at the bedside emitting a soft glow, illuminating the child's rosy face. Gu Yunqian sat on a chair beside the bed, leaning forward, lying on the bed with his arms folded, staring at his son without blinking.
His eyes were filled with fatigue, worry and deep fatherly love; his gaze seemed to be glued to the child, unwilling to leave for even a moment.
The long period of mental tension made his face look particularly haggard, his eye sockets were sunken, the dark circles under his eyes became more and more obvious, and his hair was a little messy, as if he had aged several years in an instant.
From day to night, he stayed there like a frozen statue, only his eyes occasionally blinked, showing that he was still awake.
Finally, extreme fatigue overwhelmed him like a tide. He slowly closed his eyes and lowered his head slightly. At that moment, his heart seemed to be tired to the extreme, and even its beating had lost its vitality, as if all his energy had been drained away.
After an unknown amount of time, Su Xingya tiptoed into the ward.
She was carrying a lunch box in her hand and walked very lightly, fearing to disturb the sleeping father and son. Her eyes first fell on her son, and she breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that the child was sleeping soundly.
Then, she looked at Gu Yunqian, and seeing how exhausted he was, her eyes instantly turned red again. She knew that all these troubles were caused by her own wild imagination, and it was her own impulsiveness and irrationality that had put this family in such a situation.
Su Xingya took a deep breath and tried hard to force a smile, even though that smile was uglier than crying.
She slowly walked to Gu Yunqian, squatted down, gently placed the insulated lunch box on the ground, then raised her hand and gently touched Gu Yunqian's arm: "Yunqian, eat something, you haven't eaten for a day."
Her voice was as gentle as the breeze, with a hint of flattery, trying to break the suffocating silence.
However, Gu Yunqian seemed to be immersed in his own world and did not respond to her.
He still maintained the same posture, his eyes closed, his brows slightly furrowed, as if he was trapped in a nightmare from which he could not wake up.
Su Xingya's hand hung awkwardly in the air. After a pause, she bit her lip, still suppressing the bitterness and embarrassment in her heart, and reached out to pick up the lunch box again, opened the lid, took out the steaming hot food inside, and handed it to Gu Yunqian: "Yunqian, eat something, don't starve yourself, your health is important."
She lowered her eyes, not daring to look directly into Gu Yunqian's eyes, for fear of seeing the indifference and alienation in them.
After a long time, as if a century had passed, Su Xingya finally made up her mind. She uttered the three words "I'm sorry" in a trembling voice with tears in her eyes.