Chapter 137
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Jian Yunnao's days had not been good. Some things had almost destroyed all of his faith.
He followed his brother like a walking corpse. He didn't feel a trace of meaning in his life.
If it weren't for the fact that his hand might be cured, he might not even have the courage to live.
And now, there was another piece of good news. His surgery had been confirmed.
Jian Yunnao smiled.
Then, he started to cry again.
Jian Yuncheng and Father Jian looked at him. Their expressions were solemn but at the same time, there was a trace of peace.
After a while, Jian Yunnao's mood calmed down. Jian Shuxing said to Jian Yuncheng:
"This matter must be done well. If the surgery is successful, we really have to thank that top surgeon."
"I know," Jian Yuncheng replied. He didn't need Jian Shuxing's reminder. He knew what he had to do.
After the surgery was done, the top surgeon would definitely be rewarded.
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The next morning, Jian Yiling didn't get up on time as usual.
Grandma Jian went to Jian Yiling's room. However, no one answered when she knocked on the door.
"Darling, did you oversleep?"
"Darling, I'm a little worried. I'm coming in."
Grandma Jian saw that no one answered. Thus, she opened the door.
In the pink room, there was a princess bed. A small body was curled up on the bed. There was a small bulge in the quilt.
Grandma Jian hurried forward and lifted some of the quilt. When she touched Jian Yiling's forehead, she was startled.
"Why is it so hot?"
Grandma Jian hurriedly shouted, "Yumin! Old man! Yumin! Come here! "
Jian Yumin was in the room next door. At this time, he was sleeping in. When he heard Grandma Jian's anxious shout, he rushed over. He was wearing dark gray pajamas. He didn't even have time to put on his shoes.
"Yumin, my darling has a fever! She's burning up! "
Fever?
Jian Yumin hurried forward and carried Jian Yiling out of the quilt.
In a hurry, he grabbed a blanket and wrapped it around Jian Yiling's body.
"Get the driver to drive."
Jian Yumin ordered as he carried Jian Yiling downstairs.
"Mmm …"
When Jian Yiling felt that someone was hugging her, she began to resist. Her body began to struggle restlessly.
"Be good, it's big brother, it's big brother, you have a fever, big brother will carry you to the hospital, don't be afraid, big brother will not bully you."
Jian Yumin assumed that his impression of Jian Yiling was too bad. As a result, she began to struggle when he hugged her.
As Jian Yumin comforted Jian Yiling, he carried her into the car.
Madam Dowager hurried to catch up. She didn't care that Grandpa Sheng hadn't caught up yet. She hurriedly asked the driver to go to the hospital first.
On the way, the old lady told the driver to drive as many tickets as he wanted.
Jian Yumin looked at Jian Yiling who was still restless in his arms. Her eyebrows were tightly furrowed together for some reason.
His sister's weight was lighter than he had imagined. Hugging her soft little body in his arms, he felt as though he would hurt her if he used too much force.
This was the first time she didn't cry when he hugged her, but in this situation, she might as well cry.
When he arrived at the hospital, he saw the doctor. It was a common cold and fever. His body temperature was 39.5 degrees Celsius, and it was complicated by gastroenteritis.
The doctor quickly prescribed some medicine for Jian Yiling and put her on an intravenous drip.
After a while, Jian Yiling's tightly furrowed eyebrows gradually relaxed. However, her palm-sized face was still pale and bloodless.
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