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Chapter 789

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    However, children's medicine will naturally be less effective, and it doesn't have much effect on adults. The next morning, Ou Zeye still had a fever.

    Tong Xiaoman looked at the number on the thermometer and sighed, "It's still thirty-eight degrees, go to the hospital, children's medicine won't work for you."

    When Ou Zeye heard that he was going to the hospital, he immediately regained his spirits, "Why do I feel better! You see, I was at thirty-eight degrees five degrees at the beginning, but it has dropped a bit. I will be fine if I eat for another day today.  gone."

    "Forget it, you! There is basically no difference between thirty-eight degrees five and thirty-eight degrees. You can immediately lower your body temperature to normal after taking some antipyretics. Listen to me and go to the hospital immediately."

    Perhaps Ou Zeye was sick, weak, and his attitude was not that strong, so he hugged Tong Xiaoman in his arms.

    "No, wife, I'm fine at home, with you by my side, I miss you so much."

    "Don't worry about this, what if you don't go to the hospital! Now I have to give you some anti-inflammatory drugs, maybe it's a virus cold! This is not a joke."

    "Wife" Ou Zeye buried his head in Tong Xiaoman's neck, coquettishly to his heart's content.

    To be honest, Tong Xiaoman quite liked this feeling, but she still forcefully pushed Ou Zeye's head away from her.

    "Must go! Change clothes immediately! No matter how serious you are, it will be bad if you infect the children!"

    Seeing that there was no other way, Ou Zeye had no choice but to bite the bullet and go even more slowly when changing clothes.

    Tong Xiaoman packed up here and found that Ou Zeye's clothes hadn't been changed yet, she saw that Ou Zeye was still wearing short sleeves.

    "Hey! What season is this, why are you still wearing short sleeves! Don't you feel cold?"

    Ou Zeye looked at the short sleeve in his hand, but he didn't think much of it!

    In the past, when the seasons changed, Tong Xiaoman prepared the clothes in advance. These days, when the seasons are changing, the temperature difference between morning and evening is relatively large, and it is easy to catch a cold if you are not careful.

    "No wonder you have a cold and a fever! Wear so little! Wait!"

    Tong Xiaoman immediately went to the cloakroom to find the autumn clothes for Ou Zeye and gave them to Ou Zeye, and the two went to the hospital.

    The doctor diagnosed that Ou Zeye was just a common cold, not a viral cold, but his inflammatory reaction was relatively serious, and a high fever that persisted would easily lead to more serious inflammation, requiring him to stay in the hospital for two days.

    Of course Ou Zeye disagreed, but with Tong Xiaoman in charge, he didn't dare to do anything.

    In the hospital it was nothing more than infusion, when Tong Xiaoman stood watching the nurse give Ou Zeye an injection, Ou Zeye's dying expression was so ridiculous.

    The first time I saw Ou Zeye was also afraid.

    After the infusion, Ou Zeye's face was still dark.

    "It's all over, and you still have a face! It's all right! What's for dinner?"

    "It's not all your fault! I have to be hospitalized!" Ou Zeye's mood has fallen to the bottom. Why did he send a message to Tong Xiaoman? He should ignore her!

    She came back to torture herself!

    "Then don't get sick yourself!"

    Tong Xiaoman pouted and sat beside Ou Zeye's bed, "Don't be angry, you are such an adult, you are not afraid of children's jokes!"

    "You are not allowed to mention it to them when you go back!" Ou Zenye also wanted to save face, and he wanted to maintain his authority as a father!

    "It's okay not to let me mention it, you have to obediently cooperate with the treatment!"

    "Tong Xiaoman, you are threatening me!" Ou Zeye stared fiercely at Tong Xiaoman with wide eyes.

    Tong Xiaoman held up Ou Zeye's face and rubbed it, "Okay, don't be angry anymore, isn't it just an infusion? What's the big deal."

    "It's no big deal for you, it's not your flesh! Look, it's all green!"

    Ou Zeye stretched out his hand in front of Tong Xiaoman, Tong Xiaoman was speechless.

    "Okay, I'll rub it for you!" Tong Xiaoman held Ou Zeye's hand in his palm and rubbed the back of his hand for him. Ou Zeye enjoyed it quite a bit.

    "Let me tell you! If it wasn't for you, I wouldn't be sick either! Xiaoqi is sick, Sansan is in trouble, and Jiujiu is a torturer! I'm exhausted! You have to be responsible for me! These days  Don't arrange work, take good care of me!"

    Ou Zeye became more and more enthusiastic.

    Tong Xiaoman didn't refute, looking at his thin face, he knew that he had worked hard these days.

    "Okay, okay, I am responsible to you, and I will serve you well."

    Ozawa glanced at?Xiaoman was already happy at first sight, "It's more or less the same."

    After insisting on the infusion for another day, Ou Zeye didn't stay in the hospital any longer. Fortunately, the inflammation has subsided a lot, and the fever has disappeared. Tong Xiaoman couldn't persuade Ou Zeye any more, so he had to ask the doctor to prescribe some medicines.  Go home and raise them.

    When Tong Xiaoman returned home, he had one more task, which was to supervise Ou Zeye to take medicine.

    In addition, as soon as she came back, she was busy taking care of Ou Zeye, and she didn't have time to talk to the children. As soon as she came back, she went straight to the children's room and put the presents in their room.

    Jiujiu also went to kindergarten, and the family can only be lively at night.

    When Tong Xiaoman went to Sansan's room, he found that Sansan was in the room!

    "San San, why didn't you go to school?"

    Sansan lay prone in front of the table as if doing homework, without raising her head, "Yeah."

    "Well, what does that mean? I asked why you didn't go to school!" Tong Xiaoman didn't like children who played truant.

    "The school asked me to go home and reflect, can I go to school?" Sansan seemed a little impatient.

    It was then that Tong Xiaoman remembered that Ou Zeye seemed to have said that Sansan got into trouble, and the servant also told her, but because of Ou Zeye's disease, she didn't ask in detail, she didn't expect it to be so serious that it would be so serious.  Everyone introspected.

    Tong Xiaoman took a chair and sat beside Sansan, "What did you do? Why did you go home and reflect on yourself? Haven't been to school for a few days?"

    "Can you just ask my dad?"

    "You brat! Stop writing!" Tong Xiaoman picked up Sansan's arm to make him put down the pen.

    "Ouch!"

    "What's the matter? I didn't work hard!"

    Tong Xiaoman opened Sansan's sleeve and saw a blood-red mark, "What happened?"

    "My dad drew it with a belt."

    Sansan seemed much calmer.

    "Where did you still hit you, let me see." Tong Xiaoman lifted Sansan's clothes, it doesn't matter, the back is full of marks, which seem to have faded a bit.

    Tong Xiaoman's heart ached for a while, Ou Zeye's attack was too ruthless, right?  He even hit with a belt.

    "Does it hurt?"

    "It won't hurt if you don't touch it, man, it's no big deal." Sansan replied lightly.

    "You are six years old! You are still a man! Let me ask you, what bad things did you do at school?"

    "I didn't do anything, but a classmate bullied a girl, so I went up and fought with them. Maybe it was a bit harsh. That classmate was hospitalized." (Remember the website website: www.hlnovel.com
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