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Chapter 691

However, the cold war between Shen Moran and Fu Yunshen did not last long and was eventually broken.

Yang Yang suddenly fell ill.

He had a high fever in the middle of the night, his whole body was hot, and he was confused, as if he had lost consciousness, which scared Shen Moran and Fu Yunshen.

Moreover, by chance, the doctor in the Fu family manor happened to take leave and stay away on this day.

At this time, Shen Moran and Fu Yunshen did not care about the Cold War at all and quickly took the child to the nearest hospital.

They arrived at the hospital as quickly as possible, but Yang Yang still fell into a coma and his breathing became a little weak.

Shen Moran always thought that she was a very strong person and would not cry easily, but when she saw Yang Yang being pushed into the emergency room by the nurse, her tears fell suddenly.

Fu Yunshen held her into his arms and comforted her: "It's okay, it's okay. Our Yangyang is a lucky child and will definitely be fine."

Although that's the case, Fu Yunshen's voice was obviously trembling, betraying his anxiety and worries.

His eyebrows were frowning, and there was a clear anxiety in his eyes.

Because Yangyang's current symptoms are very similar to the symptoms he had when he was a child.

This is something Fu Yunshen has always been worried about, and he is worried that his poor health will be passed on to his children.

Originally, the child had been growing up healthily over the years, and Fu Yunshen breathed a little relieved, thinking that he would not inherit it.

But now it seems that what he is worried about seems to be happening.

Shen Moran leaned on his arms, curled his fingers, and clutched his clothes tightly.

She pursed her lips tightly and didn't say anything. The endless tension and uneasiness seemed to contain her throat. At this moment, Shen Moran didn't want to say anything, and didn't care about anything.

Her eyes stared at the direction of the emergency room for a moment, silently thinking about peace and nothing happened.

This is the method she taught her when she was a child. She said that when she encountered something, she kept silently reciting peace and safety, and she would definitely be able to escape danger.

In the past, Shen Moran thought this was feudal superstition and was completely disdainful.

But now facing a completely helpless situation, she can only turn to these feudal superstitions.

Time seemed to have become long. Yang Yang had been sent to the emergency room for nearly an hour, but Shen Moran felt that it seemed like a century had passed.

The feeling of waiting was torment. She seemed to be exhausted and leaned completely limply in Fu Yunshen's arms.

At this time, the only person she can rely on is the man around her.

Not long after, Shen Zhai and Shen Qisheng, who had originally arrived to see Shen Moran's situation, hurried to the hospital.

When they heard that Yang Yang was sick, they changed their route and rushed over.

"What the hell happened? What about the kid? How is it now?"

Shen Qisheng quickly stepped forward and asked Fu Yunshen.

Fu Yunshen was a little surprised by their appearance, but he didn't care about so many.

"The child is still in the emergency room and the situation is unknown." His voice sounded very low.

Upon hearing this, Shen Qisheng frowned: "What does it mean to be an unknown situation? How did you become your father?"

"Qi Sheng, shut up!"

Shen Zhai rebuked Shen Qisheng unconsciously, "Yun Shen is Yangyang's father. He must care more about his children than you. Don't say too much here. The most important thing now is that the children can be safe!"

Hearing this, Chen Qisheng lowered his head unconsciously, "Grandpa, I'm sorry, I'm also worried and anxious."

"Yes." Chen Zhai ignored him anymore and walked to Shen Moran's side.
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