Chapter 2047: Sweetheart, Xiaojin and Yoyou are sick

But now, with only three short days before the presidential inauguration ceremony, it is impossible for Fu Yuzhu to drive out a set of Hanfu within three days.
To know that a complete set of Hanfu requires a long period of time just to cut clothes, not to mention the complicated embroidery methods above.
"My wedding dress is still there."
Wedding dress.
These four words instantly lightened Fu Yuzhu's inspiration.
"That's it, leave it to me, three days later, I will keep you satisfied."
After Ye Tianxin and Fu Yuzhu exchanged their thoughts, Fu Yuzhu also expressed their own thoughts.
Fu Yuzhu believed that three days later, when Ye Tianxin appeared at the presidential inauguration ceremony in that suit, she would definitely attract the eyes of the people of the whole country and the whole world.
Ye Tianxin looked at the sketch that Fu Yuzhu drew quickly, and said helplessly in her voice, "I hope no one will say that I am wearing a kimono."
Fu Yuzhu was taken aback for a moment, and said in a deep voice, "No, your suit and kimono are completely different styles, and no one with a normal brain can regard it as a kimono.
"That's because you are designing clothes and you are so dear to the clothes. Other people don't have such good eyesight as you."
As soon as Ye Tianxin finished saying this, the phone rang.
"Sweetheart, Xiaojin and Youyou are sick."
The phone calls between Sister Song and Sister Tang made Ye Tianxin no longer think about her dress.
She hurriedly bid farewell to Fu Yuzhu and returned to the apartment.
"Sister Tang and Sister Song, what is going on?"
Tang's wife is very clear. She said, "In the morning, there was no problem. I just felt that Yo-yo's mental energy was a little bad. After taking a little measurement, I found out that Yo-yo had a fever. I took a temperature of 38.9."
"Go to the hospital first."
Healers do not heal themselves.
Although Ye Tianxin is also a doctor.
But under the circumstances, Ye Tianxin still asked to save Ye Linlang.
When the group arrived at the hospital, Ye Linlang began to examine the two babies.
Such a small baby had to draw blood, and when the slender needle plunged into the baby's tender arm, Ye Tianxin's tears couldn't stop streaming.
Ye Tianxin feels distressed.
My child.
How could she not feel bad.
She was heartbroken.
"Yo Yo, good!"
Rao is both Tang and Song who are both professional gold medal parenting sisters.
When the two children cried into a ball, the two were at a loss.
Ye Tianxin held her baby and kept crying.
Ye Linlang said warmly, "Sweetheart, go to the bathroom to wash your face and look in the mirror."
Ye Tianxin wiped her face with the back of her hand. Of course she knew that she had no image of crying, but...
What can we do?
Her child is suffering.
"Mom, it stands to reason that Xiaojin and Youyou both ate breastmilk. This would not happen."
Under normal circumstances, a breast-fed baby will not get sick before the age of six months.
I don’t know how Xiaojin and Yoyo got sick?
And still have a fever.
"Sweetheart, they are twins, plus you were sick for a while, and finally you were born prematurely for a while. It's normal to be sick. Don't worry!"
"Mom, I'm so worried."
I am really worried.
It was like a strong wind engulfing countless knives, holding her heart in Ling Chi.
For a mother, it is not others but herself that suffers the most from having a child sick.
Ye Tianxin was in her heart at this moment, extremely disgusting her own powerlessness.