When Xia an was still a little bean curd, she saw other children being hugged in her arms by their mothers. In a gesture of absolute protection, she was also envious and pretended not to care. In fact, she secretly kept her eyes on the children and their mothers, and even wanted to get closer to them.

She once thought whether she was not good enough, so her mother didn't like her, just to abandon her ruthlessly.

So she made great efforts to do everything well. She even naively thought that as long as she became excellent, her mother would return to her side.

Later, Xia'an grew up a little, and she finally understood that no matter what she did, her mother would not look back and take a look at her, a little bit lost, but Xia'an kept silent in her heart. She had a grandmother who loved her very much. Xia'an thought, this is enough. For a long time, she will no longer feel sad for the maternal love she has not received, and people should be satisfied at that time Waiting for her to see her busy grandmother think so.

But at that time, she decided that if she had her own children in the future, she would give the best love in the world to her baby, just like making up for her regret.

But now, she can not even protect her baby, let her smile hurt, perhaps, she is not a qualified mother, Xia an repressed closed her eyes.

"Ann, get up and take some medicine first." Song Ma's words interrupt Xia an's thoughts of drifting farther and farther. Xia'an sees Song Ma carefully blowing the boiling water in the cup. Suddenly, Xia'an's heart is like being caressed by the spring breeze, which is appropriate and warm.

Song Ma didn't notice Xia'an's loss of consciousness, so she went straight to Xia'an and sat her up. She leaned her against the head of the bed so that she could be more comfortable. Then she took out the thermometer and looked at it carefully.

“38。 Five degrees! " Song Ma suddenly exclaimed, such a temperature has been considered a high fever, Song Ma panicked, carefully told Xia an to take medicine and so on, immediately went out to call Lu Qichen.

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The phone rang for a long time, just as Song Ma was about to hang up in disappointment, Lu Qichen picked it up.

"Hello, young master, Ann has a high fever. Can you come back and see her?" Song Ma knows that Xia an's heart knot lies in the disappearance of Xiao Xiao and Lu Qichen's attitude. She hopes to ask Lu Qichen and hope that he can come back, at least to make An'an more comfortable.

Although the young master's attitude towards An'an is not good these two days, song Maquan sees his affection for An'an in the past. She believes that the young master will not ignore An'an in this way.

Lu Qichen heard what song Ma said, as well as the rumors from the phone. Maybe Song Ma called him on the balcony. Lu Qichen could only think aimlessly.

It is because he knows that he can't be soft hearted now and can't respond to Song Ma's words.

In fact, when he heard Song Ma say that An'an had a high fever, Lu Qichen was deeply stung by the news, and a little numbness appeared in the center of his heart, like ripples on the water, which spread round and round, and finally covered the whole ventricle airtight.

Lu Qichen wrung his eyebrows, closed his eyes, and clenched his lower lip. After a long time, he spoke to the people on the phone. His voice drifted away in the air, and then became fragments, leaving no trace. Lu Qichen even felt that this was not the voice from his throat.

"Song Ma, I have business to be busy, so I won't come back. You can call the family doctor directly and ask the doctor to go home to see Xia an. That's it. I'll hang up first." With that, Lu Qichen hung up the phone in a hurry, as if afraid of the next second, he revealed his real emotions.

However, even after cutting off the call, Lu Qichen did not want to look at the documents all over the table. His mind was full of pale and weak appearance of An'an. He was almost driven mad by such pictures in his mind. He could not wait to rush to Xia'an in the next second.

Again and again, he warned himself to be patient, but it was still more than half an hour before Lu Qichen reluctantly focused his attention on the company's documents.

Song Ma was shocked by the indifference in Lu Qichen's words. She felt really sad for Xia'an.

She watched with her own eyes how An'an was struggling in this family. She thought that even if Shen Qing tried to embarrass her, at least the young master really loved her in this family. But now it seems that the young master's deep love is just like a gust of wind, which disappeared in a flash. She was just pitiful for an's sincerity and was wronged.

Song Ma couldn't help but feel unworthy for Xia'an. Her deep sigh melted into the quiet air, which only added a little sadness. She finally chose to hide Xia'an and didn't want to let Xia'an feel sad again.

She quickly hid her mood and quickly called the family doctor to inform him to come to Jingyuan to see a doctor.

By the time Song Ma returned to Xia'an's bedroom, Xia'an was already in a coma. She took a cotton swab and dipped it with water to moisten her dry lips. Xia'an was still in a coma. Her eyebrows were tight, her hands clenched tightly, her eyelashes trembled from time to time, as if she was having a nightmare.

At this time, Xia'an was indeed experiencing pain, like a nightmare, with heavy eyelids, as if she could not open her eyes, but her consciousness was still clear. The armor outside her heart seemed to weigh a thousand pounds, which made her chest tense and numb. The pain spreading around the surface of her heart finally turned into a faint sense of suffocation.In the darkness, she seemed to hear the sound of footsteps approaching her ears, just like the steps of the devil. She tried to struggle, but she could not make any effort. A helpless sadness gradually came to her heart. Finally, she gave up her resistance in despair and completely lost the last trace of consciousness, and fell into the boundless darkness.

About half an hour later, the family doctor arrived in a hurry. In fact, the family doctor received a short call from Mr. Lu about a minute before receiving the call from mother song.

On the phone, Mr. Lu flustered him to go to Jingyuan to see Mrs. Lu immediately, and explained Mrs. Lu's condition in advance. The urge between Mr. Lu's words was self-evident. He could feel Mr. Lu's concern and nervousness for his wife, because he even heard the trills in Mr. Lu's voice.