Wen Qinghe dreamed that she fell into lava, her whole body was engulfed by flames, and she was both hot and in pain.

"Ugh... It's so hot..."

In a daze, a cool sensation covered her forehead, but before she could feel it, the refreshing coolness disappeared.

The lack of relief and the burning pain in her body and limbs made her feel wronged and sob.

"Ouch...it hurts..."

A male voice anxiously reassured:

"My dear, I'll take you to see the doctor right away..."

…

Yan Xiao only noticed the little girl's unusual body temperature just before dawn. At first, she was just whimpering softly that she was hot, and her feet kept kicking off the blankets.

He patiently covered her with the blanket time and time again.

After what happened last night, he was worried that she would have nightmares, so he stayed by the little girl's bedside all night.

But as dawn approached, he noticed that the little person on the bed was breathing heavily and her face was excessively red. When he realized something was wrong and touched her, her body was frighteningly hot.

Yan Xiao felt as if his heart was being ripped out and repeatedly whipped, wishing he were the one who was sick.

Without delay, he quickly wrapped the person in his own clothes and held her in his arms, taking her to town to find Doctor Li without stopping.

Although there is a village doctor in the village, the little girl's physical condition is special, and he is not at ease leaving her with the village doctor.

Fortunately, the rain stopped, but the roads were muddy, making it difficult to drive the oxcart. In fact, the oxcart might not even be as fast as he could walk.

Even so, it still took him more than an hour.

He felt the little girl in his arms getting hotter and hotter, her soft hair was soaked with sweat and stuck to her face, and her lips were starting to turn white because of the fever.

At first, he could hear the little girl's soft moans, but as he walked along, he could only see her furrowed brows and faint panting.

Yan Xiao's brows were furrowed, his eyes were bloodshot, and his voice was trembling and hoarse:

"My love! My love! Hang in there a little longer, we'll be there soon..."

...

In a small courtyard filled with the fragrance of herbs.

Li Huaqing saw that the rain had stopped in the morning and was drying herbs.

"Dr. Li! Come quick! Qingqing has a fever!"

Li Huaqing's beard twitched when he heard the voice.

Tsk, Dr. Li is always there when there's trouble, but Old Man Li is always there when there's nothing to do.

This kid really knows how to navigate the complexities of human relationships...

However, since it involved a patient, he dared not neglect the matter.

He was still taken aback when he saw that the girl's face was flushed red from the fever.

"Oh dear, how did she get a fever?"

Yan Xiao pursed his lips: "She was frightened last night, and it rained heavily..."

Upon hearing this, Li Huaqing quickly sat down to take her pulse. Every second that followed felt like an eternity for Yan Xiao. Just when it seemed like a fly was about to be trapped between Yan Xiao's brows.

Then Li Huaqing spoke up: "It's good that you knew to bring it to me, it's not serious. I'll write you a prescription later, and you'll feel better after taking the medicine."

Yan Xiao was relieved to hear this, but then he remembered that the little girl didn't like drinking bitter medicine.

"But she doesn't like bitter medicine. Could you give her something sweet instead?"

Li Huaqing rolled her eyes at him: "Do you think I'm a chef who cooks dishes? Do you expect me to make them taste good for you!"

After saying that, he stroked his beard and advised, "Good medicine tastes bitter but is good for the disease; too much pampering is also not good!"

"Judging by the dates, today is exactly the day for her acupuncture treatment. It's good that you brought her along; it saves me the trouble of following you around, and you're going to wear out my old bones..."

When it was time to administer acupuncture to the little girl, Li Huaqing asked Yan Xiao to open the outer coat, and saw that the little girl's originally fair and delicate neck and the sides of her ears were covered with dense rashes.

She quickly asked Yan Xiao to help her take off her coat, and Yan Xiao looked shocked: "How did her neck get like this?"

Li Huaqing: "Isn't this your jacket? She's allergic to this kind of rough fabric. When you get back, apply this to her face three times a day, and it should clear up in two days."

After saying that, he tossed him a piece of ointment from the cabinet and began to administer acupuncture to the little girl.

Looking at the large red mark on Wen Qinghe's neck, Yan Xiao felt so guilty that he wanted to slowly torture himself.

...

An hour later.

Li Huaqing removed the needles. "Alright, the next acupuncture session will still be once every three days. Just be careful to keep this girl warm and avoid letting her catch a cold or overexerting herself. You can take her home after you get the medicine, so don't disturb my husband's rest."

"Okay, thank you!"

Li Huaqing: Tsk, when it comes to this girl, her politeness is actually quite convincing...

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Red Star Brigade.

Last night's torrential rain and strong winds caused great damage to many households, with roofs being blown off in many cases.

The educated youth compound was the most severely affected by the disaster.

The educated youth compound was an old building that had been in disrepair for many years. It was located in a low-lying area of ​​Fengjia Village. After yesterday's storm, the roofs of several rooms were missing pieces.

The house is leaking and flooded, so it's not safe to live in it for the time being.

Fortunately, everyone came out immediately when they realized something was wrong, and no one was injured.

As for those personal belongings that were soaked in water, they can only be sorted out slowly when the weather clears up.

However, the educated youth cannot be without a place to live. After Fang Ming was taken away, there are still eleven educated youth left.

After careful consideration, the brigade leader decided to assign the educated youth to various villagers' homes.

We urge everyone to help if they can. Once this busy season is over and the educated youth settlement is repaired, we can move back in.

Everyone looked unhappy. Who doesn't have several people crammed into one room? They already don't have enough room for themselves, and now they have to share a blanket with someone else. And the already meager food rations have to be cooked for just one more person.

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