It's because his condition has been so good these past few days that it almost made her forget the leukemia lurking in his body.
Gu Nanqiao went upstairs to find the thermometer, but as soon as she went upstairs and hadn't returned to the bedroom, she heard the surprised cries of the servant from downstairs, "Young Master!"
The string in her mind immediately tightened, and she turned her head quickly to look over.
Chengcheng had been sitting on the sofa, but now he had fallen to the ground.
His small body curled up together, his pale face seeming to be in tremendous pain.
Gu Nanqiao hurriedly ran downstairs, not even bothering to get the thermometer, as she ran she instructed, "Call 120 immediately."
She ran over to pick up Chengcheng, thought for a moment, and changed her mind, "Forget it, have the driver bring the car around immediately, we'll go to the hospital."
