Ning Yue received a call from Gu Yichen and heard that Xiaobao had a high fever and came to the hospital overnight. She rushed over early in the morning.

"What's going on? Why do you have a high fever so young?"

"The antibodies brought by babies from their mothers can usually only last for three or four months. After four months, if they have too much contact with the outside world, the baby has weak resistance and is prone to illness, which is normal." Wen Chanjuan explained.

Ning Yue nodded, stepped forward, and touched Xiaobao's forehead: "It seems to be a little hot."

"I just showed him my throat, and it was so red and swollen. The fever will definitely not be able to recuperate after a day or two. The child is too young and it is difficult to use medicine."

Jingze and Jingxuan are over one year old, and Ning Yue still has some common sense about raising children: "Xiaobao is so young and does not have cold medicines for children, what should I do?"

"The doctor is here later. I'll ask if I can reduce the dose for him."

Ning Yue thought for a moment: "How about using Chinese medicine? The side effects are smaller than those of Western pills."

"Well, this is OK. Director Gong of our hospital is very good at traditional Chinese medicine."

"You are here to guard Xiaobao. I will go to the obstetrics and gynecology department to find my mother and ask her to take me to Dean Gong."

After dawn, Gu Yichen went to buy breakfast for Wen Chanjuan, then called Ning Yue, and then drove home to bring Xiaobao's daily necessities.

When they returned to the hospital again, Wen Chanjuan, Ning Yue, Xu Ruoshuang were all there, as well as the director of the pediatrics and an old man with white hair.

"Aunt Xu!" Gu Yichen greeted.

Xu Ruoshuang nodded to him and said, "Chenzi, come on, this is Director Xiao of the pediatrics. This is Director Gong of our hospital. Xiaobao is too young. Let's ask Director Gong to prescribe Chinese medicine for him. The effect is slower, but the side effects are small."

"Well, okay, Aunt Xu, you can do whatever you think is good."

President Gong prescribed Chinese medicine prescriptions, Ning Yue went to get the medicine, then went home to boil it, and then sent a small spoonful of spoonfuls from the hospital to feed Xiaobao.

Of course, the medicines boiled by Ning Yue are all amazing. At night, Xiaobao's body temperature will basically stabilize.

Gu Yichen is really really grateful to the two of them. Whether they are sick or acting cute, they are accompanied by their mother. Only his little baby, who is pitiful, is only a rough father.

When Xiaobao was so uncomfortable that he was humming, it was Wen Chanjuan holding him and coaxing him patiently. Xiaobao pulled the diaper that was peeing and the smelly little butt. It was all Ning Yue who put hot water to help wash and dry it.

Gu Yichen saw it and remembered it in his heart. Having so many brothers and sisters in this life is more precious than any wealth.

Milk is a hot food. Xiaobao has a fever and his throat is also inflamed, so he is not suitable for eating milk. Ning Yue went home in the afternoon and was confused. He brought him to the hospital. He cooperated with Wen Chanjuan to feed him a small bowl of rice porridge, and then walked in the hospital garden for half an hour. After he came back, he fed the medicine and then coaxed him to bed.

The sick little baby is very difficult to coax. After one day, Wen Chanjuan felt sore in her waist and back: "Oh, this little ancestor finally fell asleep."

Gu Yichen said gratefully: "Ning Yue, Chanjuan, thank you two. It's quite late now, you can go back first."
Chapter completed!