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Chapter 877: Chapter 861 That’s Not Grandpa Chapter 877: Chapter 861 That’s Not Grandpa Tang Xincheng frowned, mmm, resentment, there seemed to be some, but it was alright if he just treated that person as a stranger.

Just then, the elevator dinged open.

“Qiuqiu, we’re here.”

Gu Dabai pointed outside, “Find mommy.”

“Mmm, find mommy.”

Tang Xincheng tightened his grip on his nephew’s chubby little hand and placed his hand on the boy’s forehead.

It still felt hot.

He had given him some sugar water, but the fever just wouldn’t go down, so he had brought him here.

Tang Xincheng walked out of the elevator with Gu Dabai, not sparing even an extra glance at Ren Li’s father.

Of course, he knew that Ren Li’s father came for Wu Liangliang, not him.

He shouldn’t be too moved.

Being moved was illusionary; the man came to see his grandson, what did it have to do with him?

The elevator doors closed, and Gu Dabai turned back to look at the elevator for quite some time.

“Uncle, that’s not Dabai’s grandpa,” Gu Dabai wrinkled his little nose.

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He had two grandpas, and he remembered them both very clearly—his grandpa wasn’t that old.

“Mmm, that’s not Dabai’s grandpa.”

Tang Xincheng held his nephew’s little hand tighter, “So Dabai must remember never to go with strangers, even if that person claims to be your grandpa, because he is someone else’s grandpa, not Dabai’s.

Someone else’s grandpa might sell Dabai, and then you won’t be able to see your uncle or play with him anymore.”

Gu Dabai shook his little head like a wobble drum, “Dabai is a good boy, Dabai won’t recognize the wrong grandpa,” and he was a smart kid, how could he possibly mistake someone else for his grandpa?

His grandpa was handsome, not ugly at all.

“Good if you know,” Tang Xincheng then squatted down and touched his nephew’s little forehead again, feeling increasingly anxious.

Why was it so hot?

The little cheeks were flushed as if burned by fire, but fortunately, his spirit was still good, and he had been talking to his uncle all the way here.

“Let’s go, your uncle will carry you on his back.”

He bent down, and Gu Dabai climbed onto his shoulders, accustomed to the position.

In fact, both he and Xiaobai had grown up on their uncle’s back.

When they were young, and the uncle was too small to carry them, he would carry them on his back instead.

Tang Xincheng stood up, and Gu Dabai rested his little chin on his uncle’s shoulder, his small body trembling slightly even though his spirit was not weak.

It could be because he had good physical stamina since childhood that even with such a fever, he hadn’t fussed and remained a brave and well-behaved child.

As for encountering Ren Li’s father here, Tang Xincheng pushed that thought to the back of his mind.

Since it was someone he had decided not to recognize, there seemed to be no need to remember or tell anyone about it.

Especially not his mother, Tang Xincheng had never thought of telling Ren Li…

After all, the man had come to see his own grandson, not theirs.

He carried Gu Dabai to his sister Tang Yuxin’s office.

Just as they entered, he saw Tang Yuxin was there.

“Mommy…”

Gu Dabai stretched out his little arms to Tang Yuxin, his little mouth pouting and his cheeks red and hot.

Was he just now realizing how uncomfortable and wronged he felt?

“How long has he had the fever?” Tang Yuxin took Gu Dabai into her arms and touched his forehead.

It was indeed hot.

She pulled a thermometer from her pocket, had Gu Dabai hold it, then placed him on a small bed inside.

Gu Dabai sat obediently, and although his little cheeks were red, he was still very well-behaved, doing whatever mommy asked.

Tang Xincheng found himself a chair to sit down as well.

Gu Dabai was getting heavy—he was sweating from carrying him up to now.

If he grew any larger, he might not be able to carry him anymore.

He was calculating time in his own mind.

“It’s been almost two hours, I noticed he was looking pale and realized he had a fever, so I fed him some sugar water, but it didn’t bring the fever down, so I brought him here.”

Tang Yuxin’s sugar water is effective and is a good remedy for colds, but it only works for colds.

If it’s a fever caused by other illnesses, then sugar water is useless.

That’s why Tang Xincheng had to bring Gu Dabai over so quickly, without even waiting for Tang Zhinian to come back.

Tang Yuxin gripped her son’s small wrist, while Gu Dabai still sat obediently, keeping the thermometer clamped tightly under his arm, afraid it would fall.

After a while, Tang Yuxin took out her son’s thermometer and checked the temperature.

Seeing it was close to 39 degrees made her a bit worried.

Usually, children at this temperature wouldn’t even feel like crying anymore, but he was still spirited and sat up straight.

“Sister, is everything alright?”

Tang Xincheng asked anxiously, especially as his little nephew’s cheeks became redder and redder—wouldn’t they explode if this continued?

“It could be a viral cold, so ordinary medicine is useless for him, let alone sugar water.

Otherwise, why would he still be so hot after drinking sugar water?”

Tang Yuxin had some conclusions in her heart, but whether they were right or not, she couldn’t say yet.

They needed to do some tests first.

She took out her mobile phone and called Gu Ning to ask if he could come over now.

She was a doctor and had an urgent surgery to perform soon.

With only Tang Xincheng here, who was still a child himself, he couldn’t take care of Xiaobai, another little one.

She was worried he wouldn’t be able to handle it.

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“Don’t worry, I’ll be right there.”

Gu Ning quickly put down his phone and closed the laptop in front of him.

In less than ten minutes, he had arrived.

“Daddy…”

As soon as Gu Dabai saw Gu Ning, he hurriedly asked to be held by Daddy.

Perhaps it was because he was really sick and not feeling well that he was especially clingy.

Just a moment ago, he insisted on being held by Mommy, and now that Daddy had come, he wanted Daddy to hold him.

Gu Ning picked up his son and then put his large hand on the boy’s little forehead, which felt somewhat hot.

“What might be the illness?” Gu Ning asked Tang Yuxin.

This child usually had a good constitution and rarely got sick.

How could he suddenly spike such a high fever?

“Eight or nine out of ten, it’s a viral cold.”

“Let’s go,” Tang Yuxin put on her coat, “first we need to get his blood tested.”

Gu Ning quickly carried Gu Dabai and headed toward the Blood Collection Department.

When they arrived at the Blood Collection Department, the nurse who saw Gu Dabai immediately took his soft little hand, “Why has our Dabai come over?

Are you sick?”

“Yes,” Dabai nodded his little head, “Sister, Dabai is sick.”

“Don’t be scared,” the blood collection nurse patted Dabai’s chubby little hand, “Sister won’t hurt Dabai.”