Chapter 119: Give My Grandson a Shot First

He Xiyan came to the checkout counter, turned away with some embarrassment, and threw the things she wanted to buy on the counter.

She lowered her head to look for money in her bag. Just as she was about to pay, a long arm stretched out and snatched the money from her hand.

"Sorry, we don't want to buy this." The person who spoke was the family's bodyguard, Gu Chi.

Gu Chi didn't give He Xiyan time to react, and dragged her out.

He didn't let go until he was more than twenty meters away from the pharmacy.

He Xiyan looked at the tall and burly man in front of her angrily, with a displeased look on her face.

"Are you following me?" She glared at him, feeling particularly uncomfortable being followed.

Gu Chi nodded apologetically, admitting it.

"I'm sorry, Miss He. Mr. Ye said you are not allowed to come to the pharmacy to buy such things." He cleared his throat and spoke apologetically.

As expected, Mr. Ye was so good at predicting things, he never expected that such a thing would really happen.

He Xiyan let out a long sigh.

He was speechless.

"Go back." She waved her hand at him, knowing that he was just following Ye Hao's order, so she didn't embarrass him.

But her heart was beating wildly. Ye Hao didn't allow her to take birth control pills. What did he want to do? Could she possibly get pregnant?

When she got home, she was still a little restless. I have no appetite for food either.

Little Yuanyuan seemed to sense that his mother was unhappy. He clenched his fists and pouted his pink lips.

The wet nurse came out of the bathroom and hugged the baby who was about to cry. She thought the baby was hungry, so she quickly pulled up her clothes to feed the baby.

He Xiyan had insufficient milk supply more than a month ago and is now in a state of weaning. Yuan Yuan's milk now belongs to the nanny, and some of it is milk.

The little guy is growing very fast, and even after eating the feed, the child who is just over five months old is taller than others who are seven months old, and he can even sit very firmly.

"By the way, Miss He, today is the 17th." The nurse patted her hair and remembered something.

He Xiyan also remembered it after being reminded. She hit herself on the head. I don't know what's going on with this wooden fish's brain, so it doesn't remember things.

Today she had to take Yuanyuan to Night City Children's Hospital for a hepatitis B vaccine injection. This vaccine is required for babies around half a year old, and it is also an indispensable and important shot in infant vaccines.

She should get up early in the morning and go there early. Children's Hospital is always the most crowded, and she didn't know how long she would have to wait in line this afternoon.

She packed up Yuanyuan's things and brought soaked milk, water, diapers, etc.

She put Yuanyuan into a stroller, pulled Qin Xiaoyu with her, and they went to the hospital together.

When we arrived at the Municipal Children's Hospital, sure enough, the place was crowded with people. Because many patients are children, the cry of children can be heard in the hospital from time to time. These children had just received an injection, and each one of them cried heartbrokenly.

They came to the place where the vaccine was administered. It's even noisier here, as the babies are all half a year old and will cry for various reasons even if they don't get injections.

He Xiyan got the number, and there were more than 120 numbers ahead of them. She can only be ranked at the end. Yuan Yuan was woken up by the crying in the hospital, but he didn't cry, he just put his little hand into his mouth. Looking at the white ceiling, his eyes moved from time to time, looking at the people around him.

Because the country stipulates that this vaccine can only be injected in a few public hospitals in Night City. To prevent fake vaccines from being injected, people in Night City rush to the best hospitals, and Children's Hospital is the first choice.

There were too many people, it was crowded, and there were so many crying children. All the mothers in the corridor were waiting impatiently. Of course there is a menopausal woman in her fifties who is even more impatient.

She bypassed the long queue in front of her, took out a wad of red bills from her bag, and threw it in front of the doctor who was injecting the baby with vaccines.

"Doctor, please give my grandson a shot first." The woman looked rich and domineering.