Dreaming of Lion Rock: Recipe in Hand

Chapter 257 Despair

Chunni and Chuchu stayed in He Yanqing's clinic for the whole night.

That night, Chunni and her husband kept comforting Chuchu and using physical methods to cool her down, which made them deeply realize how difficult it is to be parents.

Fever caused by pneumonia: Chinese medicine to reduce fever

Chunni and He Yanqing didn't sleep all night, and Chuchu still had a recurring fever. She also took medicine, but the effect was not obvious.

"Yanqing." Doctor Zhu looked at the couple's red eyes and said to them: "Chuchu has had a fever for two consecutive days. This is not good. I just checked and found that Chuchu has a tendency to develop pneumonia."

He Yanqing was extremely worried. His hands were shaking as he held Chunni. He understood what Dr. Zhu meant. He said that there was a tendency to develop pneumonia, which proved that Chuchu had pneumonia. If a child has pneumonia, it is not serious. If it is serious, it will cause other complications, such as pleurisy, otitis media, etc., which will be very troublesome to treat.

Chunni was heartbroken. She blamed herself for neglecting Chuchu and Cici because of work. Now Chuchu was seriously ill again. She was already panicking and asked anxiously: "How to treat it?"

Doctor Zhu shook his head. "I'm sorry. I tried my best, but I can only maintain the status quo and prevent Chuchu's condition from getting worse. The most important thing for Chuchu now is to reduce her fever. It will be easier to treat her once the fever is reduced. But my ability is limited. I can only suggest that you go to a large hospital in the city or provincial capital to try."

He Yanqing's heart was already in a mess. It was wishful thinking to ask him to treat Chuchu. But the journey was too long. "Okay, let's go to Rongcheng. Please help me complete the formalities. I'll make a phone call first."

"Okay." Dr. Zhu agreed readily.

He Yanqing patted Chunni's shoulder soothingly and hurried out the door.

After a while, he came back.

"Chun Ni, let's pack up and take a bus to Rongcheng later."

Chunni looked up unexpectedly and asked: "Are there still trains now?"

It was already the evening of the third day, and the train from Tuoxian to Chengdu had long gone.

"I asked a friend to borrow an ambulance from the city's People's Hospital." He Yanqing said this calmly and was unwilling to tell Chunni about the twists and turns so as not to worry her.

"Well, how long will it take?" Chunni asked, without asking how much it would cost to call an ambulance for such a trip. Compared to life, money is a small issue.

"Half an hour!"

Sure enough, half an hour later, the ambulance stopped at the gate of Tuo County People's Hospital. He Yanqing held Chuchu in his arms, and Chunni followed behind with her luggage and got on the ambulance.

The ambulance roared past, bringing the anxious parents to Chengdu.

The doctor gave Chuchu some medicine, but her condition did not improve.

"Chun Ni, continue to cool Chu Chu down. I'm going to go find grandpa."

Chunni nodded, with hope in her eyes. He Yanqing's grandfather, Mr. Lai, was a well-known traditional Chinese medicine expert. With him, Chuchu had hope.

As soon as He Yanqing left, Chunni got busy. She measured Chuchu's temperature again and found that her fever was 39.5°. She went to get some water and repeatedly wiped Chuchu's palms, soles of feet, armpits and other parts with rich blood vessels to help her daughter dissipate heat.

But no matter how hard she tried, Chuchu's temperature could not be lowered. Chunni felt very uncomfortable, and tears fell one by one, wetting Chuchu's clothes.

Chuchu opened her eyes dazedly and shouted, "Mom." Because her body temperature was too high, the breath she exhaled was hot.

"Oh. Mom is here! Chuchu, do you want to drink some water?" Chunni wiped away her tears, a smile appeared on her face involuntarily, and she coaxed Chuchu.

Chuchu saw her mother smile, and she smiled too, "Water."

Chunni hurriedly picked up the kettle and found something wrong. She shook the kettle again, but heard no sound. She looked into the kettle again and confirmed that there was no water.

Chunni's tears welled up in her eyes. She blamed herself for being useless and not filling the kettle in time when it was empty.

Seeing her mother crying, Chuchu moved her little body restlessly, stretched out her hand, clumsily wiped her mother's tears, and comforted her in a hoarse voice: "Mom, does it hurt? Chuchu blow on it, and it will stop hurting!"

Chunni's heart felt like it was being tormented in a frying pan, and she cried bitterly in the unfamiliar hospital corridor.

"What's wrong? What's wrong?" Someone saw Chunni crying miserably, so he came forward and asked with concern.

After Chunni vented her emotions, she calmed down a lot and looked at the white coat in front of her in a daze.

"Why do you look familiar?"

Doctor Zhou Wushuang stared at the embarrassed woman in front of him for a long time, and suddenly a light flashed in his eyes, so fast that even Chunni, who was staring at her, didn't notice it. She touched Chuchu's forehead and breathed a sigh of relief. The child was not dead, so why was this woman crying as if her father had died?

"Have you taken the medicine?"

"Did he eat?" Chunni stopped worrying about the unfamiliar face and asked Zhou Wushuang, "My baby has had a fever for more than two days and the fever won't go away. I'm afraid that..." Chunni hiccupped and continued, "I heard that Director Wu of your hospital is an expert in pediatrics. Can you ask him to help my Chuchu?"

Zhou Wushuang broke free from Chunni's hand and said expressionlessly: "Director Wu is on a business trip and is not in the hospital. Besides, it's late at night, where can you find him? Just follow the doctor's instructions and don't run around."

Chunni fell into deep despair.