I Am the Mother of a Prodigy - Chapter 61

He vomited five or six times, until his stomach couldn’t vomit anymore, An Zimo’s head was heavy, and his body temperature increased.

He lay on the ground for a while, waited for his strength to recover a little, and then calmly got up from the toilet while holding his stomach. An Zimo first went back to the room and changed his clothes. Then he found out all the important documents such as the medical insurance card and ID card and put them in his small schoolbag. He sorted out two sets of clothes by the way, and then he opened the door of the master bedroom, bending his fingers and knocking. coffin.

An Zimo also knew that she would not wake up so easily, so she simply turned on the lamp, and the suddenly lit light source immediately awakened An Xiang.

Before she came out of her sleep, she didn’t even get used to the dazzling light, so she sat up in a daze for a long time.

An Zimo stood in front, wearing a thick coat and covered with a tender yellow raincoat. His complexion was pale and his lips were bloodless, making those eyes look bigger and darker.

An wanted to rub her eyes, and asked in a hoarse voice, “Momo, what are you doing when you get up?”

An Zimo clutched his stomach. Although his feet were unstable and he didn’t have much strength, he said calmly, “Don’t cry when you say it.”

Ann wanted to feel funny, as if she was crying.

“I don’t cry, you say.”

“I may be food poisoned.”

An Xiang’s face changed suddenly.

An Zimo continued to say calmly: “It may also be acute gastroenteritis or acute appendicitis in children. In short, you have to take me to the hospital.” After speaking, he felt vomiting again. He rushed to the bathroom and spit out a few mouthfuls of soreness in the toilet. water.

An Xiang realized that it was not good, and hurriedly got up and put on clothes. She had never dealt with such a sudden situation, and her brain was a little confused. When he was at a loss, An Zimo spoke again: “I have all the ID cards in my schoolbag. You just need to get your mobile phone.”

An wanted to be stunned, and suddenly felt that Xiao Douding, who was under four years old, was more reliable than an adult.

She called an express train first, and then ran outside with An Zimo in her arms.

An Xiang’s eyes were filled with eagerness, and the anxiety in his heart could be heard clearly by him.

An Zimo was calm, “I can walk by myself. It rains outside, and you may fall if you are nervous.”

“It’s okay, mom won’t fall.” She hugged An Zimo tightly, her slightly messy hair pressed against her clear and white cheeks, her lips pressed lightly, her pupils gleaming with anxiety, but she still forced her composure. , Because I don’t want my panic to cause my child’s anxiety.

An Zimo’s heart moved slightly, and he paused for a while and said, “I don’t know if I need to be hospitalized, so I took a few pieces of clothes. You send me to the hospital and come back by yourself.”

The more sensible he is, the more guilty An Xiang is.

Compared to her son, she doesn’t seem to be calm and doesn’t take care of everything properly.

The car had been parked at the gate of the community, the night rain was flying, An Xiang carefully covered the brim of the raincoat for An Zimo, and trot into the car holding him.

They went to the nearest pediatric hospital, and even in the early morning, there were still many patients on the emergency department.

While lining up, Ann took a cup of hot water to him.

An Zimo shook his head and vomited twice into the plastic bag.

He has no extra energy to squander, groggy leaning on An Xiang’s arm to rest, his eyes are trying to close, his ears are buzzing.

He didn’t feel any pain in his body, so he didn’t know where the problem was. He had been ill before. His mother usually didn’t care about him. Most of them relied on the body’s self-healing ability.

An Xiang has a good smell on her body. She has been holding his hand, the hand is not wide, the fingers are not strong, slender and soft, and there is not much strength. An Zimo looked at the hand that was holding him in a daze, then looked up at the side face full of worries and worries.

He blinked his eyelashes and opened his mouth, but he didn’t know what to say when he spoke to the side of his mouth.

“Next, An Zimo.”

Hearing the nurse’s call, An wanted to enter the examination room with An Zimo in his arms.

He was very well-behaved and kept silent during the examination. Nurses rarely saw such a sensible child in the pediatrics department. In addition, he was born too beautiful and exquisite, and his attitude improved a lot.

“Acute appendicitis requires surgery.”

“appendicitis?”

“Yeah.” The doctor looked at the film, and his tone was obviously blamed. “It seems that it has been a while, and I will die any later. Appendicitis is so painful, why don’t you send your child over earlier.”

An Xiang was stunned. She had never had appendicitis, but she knew it was uncomfortable.

She stared at An Zimo blankly and found that his expression was still faint.

“Sorry, I, I don’t know.” An Xiang was a little confused, her son’s pale and bloodless face made her feel painful.

“Don’t blame her.” An Zimo said suddenly, “I don’t feel the pain.”

The doctor stopped prescribing the prescription.

An Zimo said: “I don’t have any pain whether it is injured or knocked. I should be suffering from congenital analgesia, so it is my own problem.”

His eyebrows were light and his tone was as usual, as if he was talking about the weather as natural and simple.

The doctors and nurses present, including An Xiang, looked at him in surprise. An Xiang’s reaction was the biggest. She spent so long with the child and never heard him complain. Whether it was beaten or injured, he will always All are so indifferent.

An Xiang was very uncomfortable, her chest was crushed like a boulder, and she couldn’t breathe dullly.

“Don’t cry, no one is coaxing you.” Seeing her eye sockets were red, as if she was about to cry again, An Zimo frowned and complained, “Are you a kid crying at all times? It’s so annoying, I have to go for surgery. Woolen cloth.”

“Mo Mo…” An Xiang dropped her arms, her lips trembled, and tears rolled out, “I’m sorry…”

Sure enough, I cried.

An Zimo held his stomach and rolled his eyes to the sky.

“I’m sorry, when will we start the operation.” Now that you can’t count on An Xiang, An Zimo looked calm and decided to rely on himself.

Doctors have been in the pediatric emergency department for at least seven or eight years, and even noisy children have been seen, but it is really rare for An Zimo to manage himself and adults by the way.

“Go and pay first, and we can start when the operating room is ready.”

An Zimo nodded: “How long does the operation take?”

“Routine surgery will take a little longer. Generally, we recommend minimally invasive surgery, which takes a short time and is good for self-recovery.”

After listening to An Zimo, he wanted to say to An, “Pay the fee. I’m going to have an operation.”

Ann wanted to wipe away her tears, and asked anxiously, “Doctor, is there a risk?”

She was so frightened, the doctor couldn’t help but smile and said, “Any operation is risky.”

Ann Xiang’s face paled.

An Zimo couldn’t stand it, and said: “Appendicitis surgery is a common minor operation, and it is also very mature for modern technology, so you don’t have to worry about these unnecessary worries.”

After being taught by his son, An Xiang was wronged and Baba exited the room, paid the fee and signed it, and it was done in one go.

An Zimo was pushed to change clothes by the nurse, and while busy talking: “Baby, you are very sensible, you must love your mother very much.”

Love?

These numb words suddenly made An Zimo get goose bumps, and said in disgust, “I just don’t want her to cry.”

“Puff.” The nurse laughed out instantly.

“There will be anesthetics during the operation, so don’t be afraid.”

An Zimo: “It’s okay if you don’t.”

The nurse was choked by these words, and for those who don’t feel pain, it seems…that’s okay. She was embarrassed and decided to ask the chief surgeon if she needed anesthetics later.

While An Zimo was preparing for the operation, An Xiang had been sitting in a chair outside the operating room.

She also knew that she was already a mature mother, she shouldn’t always cry over and cry, her son would laugh at her and look down on her, but she just couldn’t help it.

He is too young, smarter and more stable than his peers.

This cleverness taught him to forbear, and when he couldn’t feel the pain, all the attacks outside turned into knives that fell on his heart. She blamed him for being ignorant, obedient, and not learning to understand others.

Ann wanted to look at the direction of the operating room with a heavy heart.

The lights in the corridor flickered, and she was the only one waiting in the seat. The operation was quickly over, and An Xiang hurriedly got up and went over.

“The operation was very successful, and I need to be hospitalized for observation for a few days.”

An Xiang was finally relieved.

“Your child is so cute. During the operation, he always said that there was no pain and no need for anesthetics. He complained for a while after we used anesthesia. The child should be asleep now. You can go to the ward to accompany him.”

“Thank you doctor.”

Ann wanted to thank him and turned to the inpatient area.

An Zimo was assigned to an ordinary double ward. A curtain in the middle separated two beds. There seemed to be people living in it. An wanted to put things down lightly and carefully sat on the side of the bed.

The effect of anesthesia put An Zimo in a lethargic state throughout the process.

She touched his face with her fingers, and then took An Zimo’s small schoolbag and started checking. He brought a set of clothes and a set of pajamas, two pairs of socks, a water bottle and a tablet, and the rest of the gadgets did not fall. .

She was very well prepared and very careful, even more thoughtful than she thought.

An Xiang’s chest was filled with tenderness in an instant, and she couldn’t help but bow her head and kiss the tip of An Zimo’s nose.

After the effect of the anesthesia, An Zimo in his sleep began to uncontrollably scratch the wound to prevent him from touching the affected area.

When the day was about to dawn, the nurse started rounds, and Ann wanted to take the opportunity to leave and go home to prepare the sick meal.

A touch of morning light gently invaded, An Zimo rubbed his eyes, yawned lazily, and slowly opened his eyes. He looked around for the first time. The seat was empty and the bag was not there. It is estimated that he would go back very early.

An Zimo was inexplicably upset, he leaned his head and looked at the wound on his stomach, then fell back on the pillow.

“Hey.”

Someone was calling next to him, it was the little boy sleeping in the bed next door.

He doesn’t look big, he is six years old at the most, with a shaved head, two thin arms sticking out of the hospital gown, his complexion is sallow, the hall is black, but his eyes are smart and smart.

“Is that your mother yesterday?”

An Zimo retracted his gaze, not wanting to ignore him.

The little boy is very familiar, holding his chin and shaking his feet, and said with a smile: “Your mother stayed with you all night, she didn’t sleep.”

An Zimo raised his eyebrows and turned his head: “Really?”

“Really, why did I lie to you.” He jumped onto An Zimo’s bed, “Is your name Momo? I heard your mother call you like that.”

The suddenly reduced space made An Zimo look dissatisfied, “My name is An Zimo, I am not familiar with you, don’t call me so close, and then get out of my bed.”

As if he hadn’t heard, he sniffed his nose, and reached out to An Zimo friendly: “My name is Qiuyang, and you look younger than me. Just call me Yangyang brother.”

“…?”

This kid is quite good at raising himself.