SCT-Novel Chapter 877
Chapter 877
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.
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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.
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.
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?