"Jiajia, I..." Tang Mingli embraced her and paused for a long while, unsure of how to begin.
"Uncle, little aunt, are you at home?" Tang Yue’s voice came from outside the door, saying, "Anan seems to have a fever. He woke up from a nap and something seemed off."
Today, Tang Yue had no classes, and Bai Qing was also at home. Tang You’an followed Tang Yue, and Bai Qing quite liked Tang You’an. Besides, with Tang You’an around, there was someone to play with and food to eat, so he wasn’t noisy at all. Often when they had no classes, they would take Tang You’an with them.
Tang You’an usually took a nap every afternoon, sleeping longer today than usual.
Bai Qing had mentioned earlier that she saw Tang Mingli and Wei Jiajia returning. Thinking that a short separation was good as a new honeymoon, she decided not to disturb them. Seeing that Tang You’an slept longer today, she went to check whether he slept well or had woken up. She didn’t realize until she saw him, his cheeks were red like cooked shrimp.
Tang Yue reached out to touch his forehead, the scalding temperature made her feel burned.
Tang Yue didn’t dare to delay and immediately went to find Tang Mingli and Wei Jiajia. She knew they should go to the hospital, but after Tang You’an woke up, he kept crying nonstop, and no amount of consoling would calm him.
Tang You’an’s cries continued incessantly, making Wei Jiajia feel heartbroken.
The words Tang Mingli wanted to say also choked back down.
"Uncle, little aunt, Anan just fell asleep, and when I went to check on him, he suddenly started having a fever," Tang Yue said guiltily, cradling Tang You’an and trying to soothe him. But Tang You’an kept crying. Seeing Bai Qing then, Tang You’an stretched out his arms and lunged towards Wei Jiajia.
Perhaps feeling the comfort of his mother’s arms, Tang You’an’s crying became softer, but his little face was still deeply flushed. Wei Jiajia, with her forehead pressed against Tang You’an’s cheek, could feel the heat radiating from his body.
"Xiao Yue, it’s okay, Anan has been pretty healthy since he was little, but it’s normal to have a fever," Wei Jiajia consoled, and hurried to the hospital with Tang Mingli in a rush.
Tang Yue also wanted to follow them but was refused by Wei Jiajia, who said, "Xiao Yue, if you have time, help me make some porridge. Tonight, Anan can eat it."
"Sure," Tang Yue turned back and went to start making porridge for Tang You’an as soon as she entered her house.
"How is Anan?" Bai Qing saw Tang Qing return and could not help but ask worriedly, "Looking at his fever, it must be at least thirty-nine degrees."
"He’s at the hospital now," Tang Yue felt a bit guilty, saying, "Could it be because I loosened Anan’s clothes at noon? But I put them back on very quickly."
"Xiao Yue, don’t blame yourself. It’s normal for children to catch a fever or a cold," Bai Qing reassured her. Tang You’an had several times woken from naps with a fever, and even she, an outsider, had encountered it a few times.
"I’ll go make some porridge for Anan. With a fever, he surely lacks appetite."
Tang Yue grabbed a handful of rice and started cooking porridge. To make sure it was well-cooked, Tang Yue kept a close watch from the start, fearing the porridge might burn. After all, even adults dislike the burnt taste, let alone a sick child.
The phone rang.
"Hello," Bai Qing answered the phone; it was Tang Mingli’s call. She spoke briefly and went to the kitchen to call Tang Yue to take the call: "Uncle, how is Anan?"
Tang Yue hurried over to answer the phone, her voice sounding urgent.
"High fever, he’s on an IV now. Jiajia is coming back alone now, go pick her up later and then come to the hospital together. I’m worried about Jiajia being alone," Tang Mingli explained in detail.

"Ring~Ring~Ring~"
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