A nurse rushed to the scene, and with her assistance, Lin Shu managed to place Xiaoxiao on the stretcher.
Xiaoxiao was wheeled into the Diagnostic Room and soon after was wheeled out again, "Don't worry, she's just running a fever, nothing else is wrong," the doctor said, removing his blue mask as he spoke to Lin Shu.
Hearing what the doctor had said, Lin Shu's heart finally eased a bit, relieved that Xiaoxiao was all right.
"Doctor, she's just given birth not long ago; will injections and medication affect her health and breastfeeding?"
"Don't worry, we'll be careful with that."
Lin Shu followed the doctor as they took Xiaoxiao to her Hospital Room. She was worried about the child, and about Xiaoxiao, but what worried her most now was the little dumpling.
She had no idea how the little dumpling was faring at the moment.
Thinking of the little dumpling fainting due to a high fever, Lin Shu felt her heart being tightly clenched.