Chapter 912: IV Drip

Bo Qingshan nodded, half-understanding.

He stayed nearby the whole time, occasionally touching Qianqian, not just on the forehead, but also on her back and the soles of her feet.

Before long, her temperature had indeed dropped a lot.

He watched Nan Jiaojiao’s gentle demeanor toward Qianqian, and his mischievous nature kicked in, so he said, “Sister Jiaojiao, doesn’t acupuncture hurt?

Then how do you manage to do it to me every time?”

Nan Jiaojiao gave him a quirky look, “You’re thick-skinned, what are you afraid of?”

“…” She really knows how to shut someone down.

That righteous demeanor made him feel that even a slight rebuttal would be unfounded.

Soon, Bo Yanching returned, asked Nan Jiaojiao a couple of questions, then grabbed a thick coat and wrapped Qianqian, carrying her downstairs.

The car was parked right at the villa door.

The Old Lady followed him down, but didn’t get in the car, giving a few brief instructions, especially telling Nan Jiaojiao, “Call Grandma if anything happens.

Also let me know if Qianqian stabilizes.”

“Don’t worry, it’s just an IV.

Qianqian’s constitution isn’t suitable for medicine; the IV is gentle and there’s no major issue.”

The Old Lady choked up slightly, “Grandma trusts you.”

Nan Jiaojiao patted her hand to comfort her.

Bo Yanching placed Qianqian in the back seat, and Nan Jiaojiao followed in, holding Qianqian on her lap.

Bo Qingshan quietly tried to get in the car, but Bo Yanching grabbed him by the collar and tossed him aside, not letting him follow.

Bo Qingshan didn’t dare follow and didn’t dare make a fuss.

As soon as the car drove off, he chased after it, muttering curses, but only his mouth moved with no sound coming out, flailing like the weakest zombie in an apocalypse.

On the road, the car moved slowly, with Nan Jiaojiao inside, Bo Yanching felt at ease.

When they arrived at the hospital, it wasn’t Xu Shu who came to see them, but another pediatrician who attended to Qianqian.

They found out by asking that Xu Shu was in surgery and couldn’t get away.

The ward they got was a single room.

The doctor set up the IV drip and then left, Bo Yanching went downstairs to pay the fee, while Nan Jiaojiao stayed in the room to keep watch.

Having slept twice during the day and after all the commotion, Qianqian was already awake.

In the car, she was lively, chatting with Nan Jiaojiao.

She no longer just spoke in two-word bursts, but talking still seemed a bit hard for her.

She stared at the IV tube for a long time, then tugged at Nan Jiaojiao’s little finger and pointed at it, “Auntie, look, how fun.”

Nan Jiaojiao suddenly perked up.

She grabbed a doll and placed it next to Qianqian, her face kind and gentle, “Qianqian, didn’t you always call me Sister Jiaojiao before?

Why suddenly Auntie?”

“Huh?” Qianqian seldom moved her gaze from her beloved IV tube and briefly shifted it to Nan Jiaojiao’s face, “Third Uncle taught me, ah, Third Uncle said he would marry Auntie, and told us not to call you randomly.”

“He was just talking nonsense, don’t listen to him.

I think it’s more fitting for you to call me sister.”

Qianqian looked at her with a face full of confusion.

Nan Jiaojiao never felt any guilt about her appearance, patiently correcting, “You see, Auntie—no, Sister is almost ten years younger than your Third Uncle and only a few years older than you, isn’t it more appropriate to call me sister?”

Qianqian was wavering, “Then will Third Uncle get angry?”

“What’s there to be angry about!” Nan Jiaojiao leaned in, her voice gentle and soft, like a kind witch coaxing a child, “Your brother Qingshan calls me sister too, you should call me that with him.”

Qianqian was reluctantly swayed by her and was just about to call her sister when suddenly they heard a giggle at the door.