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Seeing her cautious expression, as if he would force her to sell her kidneys in the hospital, Lin Lang could not help but laugh. He curled his index finger and scratched her nose: ”You don't think that the doctors in the hospital only gave this medicine to this family of patients, right?”

”Right.” An Hao suddenly realized, ”There must be other children who also used this medicine.”

As she spoke, she walked in the direction of the hospital. ”Quick, let's hurry and take a look. Maybe we can stop the doctor from taking more medicine for the child in time.”

Lin Lang looked at her slim and straight back and quick steps, and suddenly asked: ”You … You don't have a stomachache anymore? ”

An Hao's footsteps suddenly stopped. Blinking his eyes, he chuckled: ”It's within tolerable range, let's quickly go.”

As she spoke, she continued to move forward, slowing down her pace this time. She imagined what the dysmenorrhea must look like and tried to imitate it.

Lin Lang walked lazily beside her, and said indifferently: ”Speaking of which, why did you come to the hospital this morning?”

An Hao's footsteps stopped once again, her heart beating rapidly, causing her to feel a little irritable. Her brain quickly worked, and said as naturally as possible: ”I had gastritis not long ago, and took a treatment period of medicine, so I'm here to review it today.”

”Is that so?” Lin Lang dragged his words, obviously maintaining his suspicion.

Qingqing didn't say that she had gastritis, she only said that it wasn't a serious cold. Lin Lang thoughtfully sized up An Hao.

An Xin was already feeling guilty, but being sized up like this made her even more helpless. She averted her eyes and said somewhat irritably, ”Is there a need for me to lie to you?”

She spoke as she walked towards the hospital, not caring what Lin Lang thought, she walked extremely fast, and very quickly, she reached the entrance of the hospital.

Lin Lang followed behind her without saying anything else.

As soon as they entered the hospital, they saw a woman in her thirties carrying a boy of about two weeks and walking away hurriedly with a man carrying all kinds of daily necessities following behind her.

The man didn't seem to like this kind of tormenting. He complained as he walked, ”If it wasn't for you, why would the other doctors have anything to do with us? Why are you tormenting yourself to transfer to another hospital?”

”I say, do you have any guts?” The woman rolled her eyes at him and said angrily: ”That child Wang Da Zhi and my Dong Dong are both suffering from infantile pneumonia, he used the same medicine, do you really have to wait for our Dong Dong to die like their child before willing to transfer?”

”It's not that I don't want to transfer, it's just that under our circumstances, we don't even know anyone in Beijing and Chuan. Even if we changed the hospital, we would have to wait for a few days for the bed. Our family has severe pneumonia, just in case …” As he said this, he also felt that what he just said was too unlucky, so he stopped in time and sighed.

The woman's bloodshot eyes looked at him, and her tears quickly gathered in circles, ”Then what do you think we should do? ”Could it be that the people from the countryside have arrived in the city and can't even find a place to be at ease when they treat their children?”