After Xiaocong fell asleep, Lin Xinlan also wanted to go to her room to sleep.
At that mont, the Maternity Matron rushed to her holding a crying Xiaotian.
"Miss Lin, sothing’s wrong. Xiaotian has been vomiting continuously and now he’s crying non-stop. I’m worried he might be sick."
Lin Xinlan’s face turned pale imdiately, and she quickly looked at Xiaotian.
The little guy was crying so hard that his face turned red from suffocation. If this isn’t an illness, then what is?
She took him into her arms and gently patted him.
"Quickly arrange for a car, we need to go to the hospital imdiately."
"Okay!"
At the party.
Fang Fang gathered her courage and walked towards Rong Shaoze.
"Brother Rong, long ti no see." She smiled politely, greeting him nervously.
She wondered if the incident from last ti had made him angry.
She was scared that he might ignore her and never speak to her again.
Rong Shaoze, holding a wine glass, glanced at her as his secretary Su whispered in his ear, "She is Vice Mayor Fang’s daughter, nad Fang Fang."
The developnt of the new business district definitely requires governnt support.
Rong Shaoze is the largest shareholder, but many processes still depend on governnt approval.
He gave Fang Fang a slight smile and said calmly, "Long ti no see."
Fang Fang felt a bit happy; it seed he wasn’t angry with her.
She knew his friendliness was strictly out of courtesy, not because he liked her.
So she maintained her composure and gracefully asked, "Brother Rong, may I invite you to dance?"
Rong Shaoze didn’t bring a female companion tonight, so many won wanted to dance with him.
Since he was here, he couldn’t avoid dancing.
He set down his wine glass, extended his hand towards Fang Fang, making a gesture of invitation.
If he had to dance, then he’d dance with Miss Fang.
Fang Fang was flattered and quickly put her hand in his.
When Lin Xinlan and the others arrived at the hospital, Xiaotian was sent for ergency treatnt.
Sitting on a chair outside the ergency room, she felt extrely exhausted and anxious.
Xiaotian had never been sick before. Now that he suddenly fell ill, her heart was naturally very heavy.
She rembered that Xiaocong also suddenly fell ill at night when he was young, with a high fever that wouldn’t go down, scaring her out of her wits.
She was inexperienced at that ti. Watching Xiaocong cry in agony, she thought his illness was very serious. She cried non-stop on the way to the hospital.
Moreover, she was a single mother, young at the ti. Xiaocong’s illness made all her pent-up grievances surface, resulting in her crying uncontrollably, feeling like the whole world had abandoned her.
Now with Xiaotian falling sick, she wasn’t as distressed, but still felt sowhat aggrieved.
Old Gu asked beside her, "Miss Lin, do you want to call the master?"
Lin Xinlan nodded; she definitely should.
After all, Xiaotian is also his son. He should know if his child is sick.
Secretary Su was seated nearby, admiring the elegant dance steps of the people in the ballroom.
Rong Shaoze’s phone suddenly vibrated.
She glanced at the caller ID; it was the President’s wife calling, and she was uncertain whether to answer.
The President’s wife’s call can’t be taken casually.
Besides, she was a woman. Even as a secretary, taking a call from the wife during off-hours could cause misunderstandings.
Secretary Su did not answer the call. Lin Xinlan, not hearing it picked up, didn’t call a second ti.
Old Gu asked her, "No one answered?"
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