Chapter 8: The baby is sick

Xu Yao hurriedly carried the kerosene lamp to Xu Jiaan's room. She had just walked a few steps into the room when her feet slipped and she almost did a split. She held on to the wall to steady herself. She shone the kerosene lamp downwards and saw puddles of water here and there on the uneven ground.

Compared to the room Xu Yao lived in, this one was as leaky as a sieve, and Xu Jiaan's bed was not spared.

Xu Yao called out twice but no one answered. She lifted the thin quilt covering Xu Jiaan and immediately felt that the weight was off. The entire quilt was soaked through and felt wet and hot to the touch.

"Son? Son? Xu Jiaan!"

The temperature of the bedding was obviously abnormal. Xu Yao shouted and touched Xu Jiaan's forehead. The temperature was much higher than normal. Xu Yao did not dare to delay. She put down the kerosene lamp, lifted Xu Jiaan's arms with both hands, and carried him to her room.

Xu Yao stumbled over and over to change Xu Jiaan into dry clothes, then used a towel dipped in warm water to wipe his forehead, neck, armpits and other parts.

Seeing that Xu Jiaan’s mouth was chapped from the burn, Xu Yao poured him another cup of warm water.

Before 1995, Xu Yao's parents were too busy with their careers to take care of their children. She and her sister went through a hard time with their grandparents. Otherwise, she would not have adapted so well to this situation and is not so busy taking care of people now.

But I don't know if this boy was deliberately going against Xu Yao. Before, he accepted anything that could be eaten, but now he kept his mouth tightly closed and let the warm water flow down the corners of his mouth.

She couldn’t hit him, so Xu Yao gritted her teeth and coaxed him in a gentle voice.

"Xu Jiaan, open your mouth and drink some water. After you drink the water, you won't feel uncomfortable anymore and the pain will go away~"

Xu Yao was just about to pry open the little bastard's mouth with her hands, when Xu Jiaan unexpectedly loosened his mouth. Xu Yao fed him a sip and he drank it obediently.

Xu Jiaan found himself roasting over a fire. He was almost cooked when suddenly someone handed him a basin of water. He remembered what Xu Yao had said. Without Xu Yao's consent, he could not take things from others casually, because the person who handed him the water might be the bad guy who roasted him over the fire.

It was not until he heard Xu Yao's voice and the person handing water to him became Xu Yao's face that he felt relieved to let the nectar pour over his body...

"Doctor Xu, Doctor Xu, open the door!"

Xu Yao knocked on the door loudly. After a long time, the old man in the room came out with his clothes on, cursing. When he saw Xu Yao, who was soaked like a drowned rat, his face suddenly became even more uglier and he said in a bad mood.

"Xu Yao? You're having a fever in the middle of the night."

The barefoot doctor didn't have a good impression of Xu Yao. Not only was she immoral, but she also had no humanity at all and beat and scolded her own son without mercy.

Many people in rural areas beat their children, but none of them is like Xu Yao, who wants to beat the child to death to put an end to it all.

Even a tiger won't eat its own cubs, but Xu Yao is even more vicious than a tiger.

"Doctor Xu, it's raining so hard that my son has a fever. Can you prescribe some medicine for him?"

The barefoot doctor stared at Xu Yao in surprise. Xu Yao would actually ask for medicine for Xu Jiaan? Doesn't she wish her son would die sooner?

Seeing that Xu Yao's anxious expression did not seem fake, the barefoot doctor did not ask any more questions and went back to the room to get a tablet of Analgin.

"It takes a long time to boil Chinese medicine, and the child's body is not strong enough, so you should give him Western medicine first."

"Thank you, Doctor Xu." Xu Yao took the medicine and realized that she was in a hurry to come out and didn't bring any money. She said embarrassedly, "Can I come back tomorrow to pay for the medicine?"

The barefoot doctor looked at her twice, hummed, and closed the door.

After Xu Yao fed Xu Jiaan the medicine, she stayed by his bedside until dawn. After a night of heavy rain, the sky finally cleared up.

Seeing that his temperature had dropped a lot, Xu Yao went to the kitchen to boil water and cook porridge.

After observing Xu Jiaan making a fire and cooking, Xu Yao has already mastered the technique of making fire. As for how the porridge will turn out, that remains to be explored.

Just as she added some firewood to the stove, Xu Yao suddenly heard Xu Jianan anxiously calling her name. She walked outside in surprise and saw Xu Jianan had walked to the door barefoot and was about to run outside.

"I'm cooking in the kitchen. Your fever hasn't subsided yet. Go lie down on the bed."

After she finished speaking, Xu Jiaan's thin body became stiff, and he slowly turned around. His dark eyes burst into a strong glow the moment he saw Xu Yao. Then, his beautiful obsidian eyes became misty and wet, like a fawn that couldn't find its home.

Xu Jiaan woke up when light shone through the window onto his face.

He stared blankly at his surroundings. This was Xu Yao's house. Xu Yao didn't allow him to enter her room, so there was absolutely no way he could have walked into the wrong place.

And the clothes he was wearing. He wore tattered clothes to sleep yesterday, but the clothes he was wearing were Xu Yao's clothes, which gave off a faint scent of soap.

There was a vague memory in his mind, it seemed that Xu Yao had carried him here, and gently coaxed him to drink water...

Xu Jiaan didn’t know if he was dreaming. If it was a dream, he would never wake up!

But what about the mother who was so good to him?

Xu Jiaan was panicking and didn't even bother to put on his shoes, so he ran out barefoot.

When he heard Xu Yao's voice, he was afraid it was a dream and that Xu Yao would disappear as soon as he turned around, but he also wanted to see Xu Yao immediately.

After confirming that Xu Yao had not disappeared, his heart felt swelled, as if it was soaked in sweet water. The feeling was indescribable. He just wanted to run faster and faster to Xu Yao's side.

Xu Yao squatted down and opened her arms. The little cool boy always looked like a calm little adult. This was the first time she saw this kid running towards her with tears in his eyes, begging for a hug and a stroking. She couldn't help but smile and open her arms to welcome her son's hug.

"You were burned like a crayfish yesterday. I, your mother, knocked on your door in the middle of the night to buy medicine for you. The barefoot doctor scolded me like a big chicken neck and I had to keep my eyes open with matches to watch over you for half the night."

"Tsk tsk tsk, I've never been this kind to myself. Remember to repay me when you grow up."

"I don't ask for much. First, prepare a house of several thousand square meters for me. When I open the window, I can see the sea and colorful cherry trees. The Simmons mattress should be at least 500 meters high, the kind that you can drive a sports car on. The bathroom should be made of pure gold, so I can play with it while I poop and chew it. Then prepare ninety-nine male servants who are 188 cm tall to serve me personally..."

"Hey, why are you gone? You don't want to hug your mom?"

Before Xu Yao could finish her nonsense, Xu Jiaan walked past her open arms with an expressionless face.

"I'll go cook." Xu Jiaan said.

When he heard her say to take care of himself at the beginning, he wanted to give his life to her, but when he heard the latter part, his expression became hopeless.

With a mentally ill mother, what else can he do except take good care of her?

Xu Yao sighed, she was most afraid of that kind of sentimental scenes, she was good at being hypocritical, but she would rather not exchange her true feelings for her body and soul.

After all, the person she loves the most is herself, and she hopes that Xu Jiaan will love himself the most before loving others.

The moment Xu Jiaan ran towards her just now, she was shocked by the depth and stubbornness in his eyes.

"Sister, are you in the room? Uncle asked me to tell you to get ready to go to the county town. Are you two having dinner?"

Xu Lanxiang walked into the house, breaking the quiet atmosphere between Xu Yao and her son. She jumped back and forth on the wet ground in her leather shoes, being careful not to get her shoes dirty.

Xu Lanxiang smiled and said to Xu Yao, "Just have a couple of bites and don't fill your stomach. When we get to the county town, ask the deputy director to take you to the state-owned restaurant and ask him to order whatever you want to eat."

Ever since Xu Lanxiang came in, Xu Jiaan slowed down his eating and stared at her with a strong aggressive look, like a small beast that could pounce and bite people at any time.

Hearing Xu Lanxiang's instigation, a trace of panic flashed across Xu Jiaan's face, and he looked at Xu Yao helplessly.

Is Xu Yao really going to abandon him and remarry?

Is Xu Yao suddenly being nice to him out of guilt?

However, after remarrying, she can live a good life.

Xu Jiaan was in a dilemma.