After the divorce, he took care of his child and sold fried rice; his ex-wife was filled with regret

In that family, Su Qing was only responsible for providing the money; Lin Fan was the one who truly provided the financial support.

Later, Lin Fan was forced to move out, and Su Qing always thought that by spending money to hire a nanny, she could get rid of all these trivial responsibilities.

But now that something has really happened, money is useless.

The doctor's question, "Do you have a history of drug allergies?" stumped Liu's mother.

She earns a few thousand yuan a month, and her job is cooking and cleaning.

If she were to give a child with a fever of nearly 40 degrees Celsius a restricted antibiotic, and the child were to give it to her without her consent, and then have an adverse reaction or even go into anaphylactic shock after the injection, Su Qing would definitely blame her entirely.

Even if she sells everything she owns, she won't be able to afford to compensate.

Aside from Lin Fan, no one knew the true state of the child's health. This was Lin Fan's precious child.

Thinking of this, Liu Ma took a deep breath, hesitated for a long time, and then pressed the dial button.

……

Meanwhile, at the Qingshigou transit warehouse in the northern suburbs of Jiangcheng.

Lin Fan carried the last basket of purple jade winter bamboo shoots into the trunk of the Wuling Hongguang, pulled down the roller shutter, and locked it.

With Tuantuan not around these past few days, he has a lot of free time in the evenings.

To avoid letting himself get idle and overthink, he simply drove to the transit warehouse every day after closing time to unload the mature ingredients from the system farm, categorize and freeze them, pack them into boxes, and prepare the goods needed for the store the next day in advance.

After doing all this, Lin Fan got into the driver's seat and turned the key.

The van bumped along the potholed dirt road for a while before turning onto a smooth asphalt road and heading towards the city.

The night wind blew in through the half-lowered car window, carrying the chill of early winter, and made one's mind very clear.

Just then, the cell phone on the passenger seat vibrated, the screen lit up, and it made a muffled buzzing sound.

Lin Fan held the steering wheel with one hand and picked up his phone.

The screen displayed two words: "Liu Ma".

Lin Fan's brows furrowed instantly.

Aunt Liu is Su Qing's nanny.

Since leaving the Su family, Aunt Liu has never contacted him.

Why are you calling in the middle of the night? Has something happened?

He swiped his thumb to answer the call.

"Feed".

"Mr. Lin, please come quickly!"

Liu Ma's voice was filled with barely suppressed panic, tinged with heavy sobs. The background noise of the hospital and a child crying filled the air.

"I took Tuantuan to the pediatric emergency room at the First People's Hospital of the city. The child had a fever of 39.8 degrees Celsius and tonsillitis. The doctor wanted to prescribe restricted antibiotics and asked if she was allergic to cephalosporins. They also needed a guardian's signature. I couldn't contact General Manager Su, and the old lady was playing mahjong and didn't care..."

Lin Fan's breath hitched for a second, and he pressed his foot down on the accelerator.

"She is allergic to cephalosporins."

"I had a rash last year after taking cephalosporin. Go back and tell the doctor to switch to azithromycin or erythromycin. Take the blood test and chest X-ray results to pay and wait in line. I'll come over right away to sign them."

"Okay, okay, the doctor said I need to sign a consent form even for azithromycin. I'll wait for you here!"

"I'll be there in ten minutes."

After hanging up the phone, Lin Fan tossed it back into the passenger seat.

There was an intersection ahead, and the green light had three seconds left. He stepped on the gas, and the Wuling Hongguang sped across before the yellow light came on.

Ten minutes later, the Wuling Hongguang was parked in the parking lot outside the emergency building of the First People's Hospital of the city.

Lin Fan pulled out the car keys and strode into the emergency room.

The hall was bustling with noise and filled with the strong smell of disinfectant. Lin Fan weaved through rows of blue plastic chairs and soon spotted Aunt Liu.

Aunt Liu was sitting in the corner, holding Tuantuan in her arms.

Tuantuan was wrapped in an inappropriately thick down jacket, her little face was flushed, her lips were dry and chapped, her eyes were tightly closed, her brows were furrowed in discomfort, and her breathing was heavy and labored.

"Mr. Lin!" When Liu Ma saw Lin Fan, she looked at him as if he were her savior and quickly handed him a stack of forms.

"The blood tests are all done, and the doctor prescribed azithromycin. The prescriptions are all here; you just need to sign them to pick up the medication."

Lin Fan walked over and reached out to touch Tuan Tuan's forehead.

It's scalding hot. The temperature is at least close to forty degrees Celsius.

"You stay here and watch over her, I'll go get the medicine."

Lin Fan took the form, glanced at the diagnosis record and prescription, and after confirming that there were no problems, walked to the nurses' station.

"I am Lin Yutuan's father. I'm here to sign." Lin Fan picked up the pen and neatly signed his name on the informed consent form.

After paying at the payment window and picking up the prepared medicine from the pharmacy, Lin Fan returned to the bench.

"Let's go to the infusion room."

Lin Fan took Tuantuan from Liu Ma's arms. He hadn't seen the little girl for a few days, and she felt like a hot ball of cotton in his arms.

Tuantuan stirred in Lin Fan's arms, seemingly smelling a familiar scent on his clothes. She struggled to open her eyes a crack, focusing her gaze for several seconds before finally making out Lin Fan's chin.

"Dad..." The voice was weak, filled with deep grievance.

"Dad's here." Lin Fan gently patted her back, supporting the back of her head with his hand. "You won't feel uncomfortable after the injection."

The pediatric infusion room was packed with family members. Lin Fan found an empty seat against the wall and sat down, letting Tuantuan lean against him.

The nurse came over with the prepared medicine, tied a tourniquet, and looked for a vein on the back of Tuantuan's hand.

The child with a fever was dehydrated, and his veins were severely collapsed. The nurse had to tap his fingers several times before she could find a vein that was barely usable.

"It will hurt a little. Parents, please hold your child's hand down so she doesn't move around and the needle will dislodge," the nurse said, holding the needle.

Lin Fan firmly grasped Tuan Tuan's wrist with one large hand, and gently covered Tuan Tuan's eyes with the other hand.

"I won't look," Lin Fan said in a low voice.

The needle pierced her vein, and Tuantuan flinched in pain, tears streaming down her face. But she didn't cry out loud; instead, she buried her head tightly in Lin Fan's chest.

The nurse applied the medical tape and adjusted the drip rate of the IV tubing.

"Drip it slowly, this medicine can irritate the stomach. If you feel nauseous or vomit, call me immediately." After giving these instructions, the nurse took the tray and went to attend to the next patient.

Lin Fan watched as the medicine dripped into Tuantuan's body through the tube.

Before long, the side effects of the medicine began to appear. Tuan Tuan's brows furrowed more and more, and she suddenly clutched her chest and gagged.

She hasn't eaten anything for the past few days; her stomach is completely empty, and she can't vomit anything, only acid refluxes.

Lin Fan quickly grabbed the trash can next to him and gently patted her back.

After she finished gagging, Lin Fan got up and went to the water dispenser in the corner of the infusion room to fill a paper cup with warm water.

"Rinse your mouth and drink a little bit." Lin Fan held the cup to her lips.

Tuantuan took a small sip of warm water to suppress the nausea in her stomach, leaned against Lin Fan's chest, and closed her eyes wearily. Her breathing gradually became steady, and she fell into a deep sleep.

Standing to the side, Liu Ma looked at the father and daughter and sighed deeply.

"Mr. Lin, thank you so much for today. I really don't know what I would have done without you."

Aunt Liu rubbed her hands, her heart filled with lingering fear.

"When the doctor asked about my allergies, my mind went completely blank. If the wrong injection had been given and something had gone wrong, I wouldn't have been able to afford to lose my life."