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Wen Rufeng touched the child's body and shouted in horror. "Call the ambulance quickly and call An Ning over quickly. The child is in danger!"

Ma Wang ran out of the door in a panic and said to Secretary Zhou, and then went to find An Ning himself.

When An Ning heard Wang Ma's words, she threw down her pen and ran to the chairman's office. Before the person could stand firm, she picked up the child.

At this time, Xiao Xinxin was already in a coma.

An Ning looked at the child who seemed to be asleep and shouted in horror. "Doctor, hurry up and find a doctor, hurry up and find an ambulance!"

Wen Rufeng said in panic. "Someone has called for help."

An Ning kept touching the child and awakening the child. "Baby, baby, wake up quickly and talk to mother!"

Xiao Xinxin was so weak that she was still motionless.

An Ning's tears fell down. "Baby... Xinxin, please open your eyes quickly and talk to your mother, don't scare your mother anymore!"

Wen Rufeng thought of Mo Ang's words and regretted it. "It's all my fault. I shouldn't give my child milk so early. It's all my fault!"

"Mom, don't blame yourself. You don't blame you for this!" An Ning, who was extremely worried and frightened, wrapped her child up and prepared to take the child downstairs to wait for an ambulance.

Just as she was about to leave, a hurried figure walked over.

His momentum was particularly cold and calm. "Give me the child!"

An Ning, who held the child tightly, did not react for a while and looked at him stupidly.

She only heard him talking to her, but she couldn't understand what he said in detail.

"Give me the child!" Mo Ang shouted again, and at the same time reached out to grab her child.

An Ning subconsciously let go of her hand, Mo Ang hugged the child, flexibly untied the child's clothes with her slender fingers, and then pressed them on the child's body.

Xiao Xinxin spit out a lot of milk after Mo Ang's continuous pressing. "Water."

An Ning was slowing down half a beat before running to get the water and handed it over to Mo Ang.

Mo Ang took the bottle and tried the water temperature. He was very skillful in his movements, as if he had taken care of a child and was a father.

He was sure that the water was not cold or hot, so he picked up the child and fed the child water.

An Ning stood aside. "Or I'll feed the child."

Mo Ang lowered his head and looked at the baby in his arms, and said without even looking at An Ning. "No, the child is extremely weak now and cannot eat it."

"What should I do?"

An Ning lied again. His baby is a very edible little guy. Apart from sleeping, he has no time to put on his pacifier in his mouth.

Now the pacifier is in the child's mouth, but the child really doesn't move.

"Will she have something to do?"

Mo Ang didn't say anything and continued to touch the child's mouth with a bottle. "Baby, drink some water... If you don't drink water, your mother and your father will not like you in the future!"

The child seemed to understand Mo Ang's words and his mouth moved.

Maybe the water gave the child energy, and the child took two more mouthfuls.

The more I sucked the child, the more energetic he became, and the little mouth finally resumed sucking.

Seeing the child recovering his strength, An Ning breathed a sigh of relief.

Wen Rufeng collapsed directly on the sofa, then bounced up again, and ran to Mo Ang. "My granddaughter, is there nothing wrong?"

Mo Ang did not drink too much water for the child, so he raised the child and patted his burp. "I need to go to the hospital for examination. I am not sure if I am out of danger."

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