My Wife Is A Miracle Doctor In The 80s

Chapter 879: Chapter 863: It’s Really a Viral Cold Chapter 879: Chapter 863: It’s Really a Viral Cold “He’s not as feverish as before,” Tang Zhinian held his grandson, his face also awash with deep contemplation.

The child felt like a little furnace, and from holding him, it was obvious he still had a fever.

Why, considering that his resistance should have been better in his younger years, does it seem so much worse now?

Gu Ning approached with a medical report in her hands.

“How is it, nothing serious, right?” asked Tang Zhinian, eagerly, as soon as he saw Gu Ning coming.

“Indeed, Yuxin guessed it right; it’s a viral cold.”

“Viral again?”

Tang Zhinian felt a headache coming on.

His family’s Yuxin had said it before.

Viral colds are highly contagious, especially for children with low immunity, who can easily catch it.

“It might be because he’s been playing with other kids outside.”

Gu Ning knew that Gu Dabai now had quite a few little friends.

She didn’t know if those children also had colds.

Fortunately, Xiaobai hadn’t caught it; otherwise, if the two of them got sick together, it would truly be a nightmare.

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“I wonder if Yuxin’s surgery is finished?” Gu Ning continued, touching her son’s little forehead, “Let’s start with an injection to bring down the fever first.”

Tang Zhinian was extremely reluctant to have his grandson injected, as he was just too small.

When such small children need injections, sometimes it’s hard to find a vein in the tiny hand; they have to use the foot, and that’s incredibly painful.

How could he bear to let his grandson endure such pain?

Yet this was a viral cold.

Last time, he had been too negligent, which led to a lot of trouble and left Gu Dabai to an unnecessary extended hospital stay, making him lose a significant amount of weight.

Now that he was sick, they couldn’t afford to delay.

The longer they waited, the worse it got.

“Let’s go,” he stood up, ready to take his grandson for the injection.

It seemed as if today’s decision was made—Gu Dabai would have to endure several more needles.

They entered Tang Yuxin’s office; she wasn’t there, but Li Jia was.

“She’ll be back soon.

I’ll get an IV started for Dabai,” said Li Jia, quickly taking the medical report from Gu Ning’s hands.

Just as Tang Yu had said, it was indeed a viral cold.

And she had already brought the medicine.

Li Jia pulled up Gu Dabai’s little arm, but with his chubby hands, she really didn’t know how to proceed with the needle.

Tang Yuxin was usually the best at giving such small children injections, almost always hitting the mark on the first try.

After feeling for quite some time, she still couldn’t locate Gu Dabai’s vein, patting and touching over and over, but couldn’t seem to get the needle in.

The door suddenly opened, and Tang Yuxin walked in, looking exhausted.

“Mama…”

Upon seeing Tang Yuxin, Gu Dabai finally cracked a small smile, but he had little energy.

After a short while, he leaned back against his grandfather’s chest and stopped moving.

It’s difficult to insert the needle.

Li Jia was really at a loss about this; children’s veins are small, and to make matters worse, Gu Dabai was a chubby little thing with pillowy flesh, which made it even harder to find a vein.

She had been searching for quite a while, but she had to apologize, she just couldn’t make herself do it.

Tang Yuxin pulled over her son’s chubby hand, and upon gripping it, it was truly as soft as cotton.

After touching it a few times, the needle had gone in.

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Gu Dabai furrowed his little brows, then glanced at his mom.

It probably hurt because his small mouth puckered and tears welled up at the corner of his eyes, but they did not fall.

Tang Yuxin stroked her son’s little face, “You’re the big brother, you have to set a good example for your little brothers and sisters.

You can’t cry, you know that?”

“Mhm,” Gu Dabai nodded his little head several times.

“Mommy, Dabai is good, and brave.

Dabai won’t cry.”

It was good that he wasn’t crying.

Tang Yuxin patted her own forehead, feeling it throbbing.

She knew this was from focusing under the surgical lights for too long; she had been so concentrated that now she felt a bit dizzy and her head swollen.

The IV was set up for Gu Dabai, and of course, he was tired.

Rubbing his eyes with his small fists, he fell asleep in Tang Zhinian’s arms, and it seemed Tang Zhinian wouldn’t be getting anything done today.

There was no helping it—Dabai had always had him by his side since he was a sickly child.

Normally, Dabai was obedient, but when he fell ill, his temper would become terrible, and he absolutely demanded his grandfather’s presence.

Of course, as a grandfather who treasured his grandson as much as life itself, how could he possibly leave him at a time like this?

Ren Li was out of options; she couldn’t neglect other matters, so she had to step in herself.

As for the people from the Ren Family that Tang Xincheng mentioned that morning, did she need to bother with them?

She grabbed her car keys ready to leave.

Actually, there was no need for her here anymore.

As long as Dabai was alright, she could rest easy.

If anything serious had happened, could she have left?

She put on her sunglasses and entered the elevator, but unexpectedly, she ran into Wu Bin’s parents.

However, she thought they wouldn’t recognize her—it had been more than a decade since she last saw them, and she looked much younger than Ren Li and was wearing makeup.

She really didn’t believe they could recognize her.

Those who would recognize her are the ones who pay attention to her.

As for Wu Bin’s parents, they had always treated her like she didn’t exist, never giving her a proper look, so how could they possibly remember her face that clearly?

She stood next to them, bold and unabashed, and, as expected, they didn’t spare her a glance.

Of course, they never would have guessed that the person standing next to them now was Ren Li, the same Ren Li they had looked down upon all those years ago, the same Ren Li who had slaved away for their family for a decade.

The me of the past was beneath your notice.

But the me of now is beyond your reach.

The elevator descended quickly, and with each floor, more people entered.

Ren Li, standing to one side, could overhear Wu Bin’s parents discussing something.

“What’s going on with Wu Bin?”

Wu Bin’s mother couldn’t help but complain about her son, “Liangliang is so seriously ill, how come he hasn’t come yet?

Now we don’t even have a pillar to lean on.”

“He said he had things to do and just left.

He hasn’t returned even till now,” came Wu Bin’s father’s voice, filled with dissatisfaction.

Their grandson was on death’s door, waiting for Wu Bin to come and make decisions.

The situation with Wu Liangliang was serious, and he needed a second surgery, but how should they proceed with the second surgery?

It wasn’t a problem that money could solve.

No matter how wealthy the Wu Family was, they certainly weren’t short of money.

But the issue of bone marrow—whom should they draw from?

It was infeasible to take it from anyone else; only Tang Xincheng’s would do.

However, the last time they’d only taken a sample, and they all ended up being detained; that doctor Su was even facing over a decade of incarceration.

They had narrowly escaped prison themselves, so they dared not forcefully target Tang Xincheng again.

Regardless, Wu Bin needed to be there.

If he didn’t show up, with only the elders and women present, who would have the resolve to make the necessary decisions?