Military marriage + stepmother + second marriage + raising kids + sweet pet + food + daily life + arranged marriage then love
Upon opening her eyes, Song Shiver found herself transmigrated in...
But Xiaojun is still in a coma.
Song Shiwei ignored his physical discomfort and rushed to perform cardiopulmonary resuscitation on him.
Xiaojun spat out a large mouthful of water with a "Puff!" and slowly opened his eyes.
When he saw Xiao Cui in front of him, he called out weakly, "Sister..."
The crowd suddenly burst into loud cheers.
Xiao Cui immediately covered her mouth and started crying.
Xiaojun is fine, her brother was rescued!
She knelt down in front of Song Shiwei with a thud, and before Song Shiwei could react, she kowtowed several times, "Dong Dong Dong!"
"Thank you! Thank you for risking your own life to save my brother! You are the benefactor of our family's revival!!"
Song Shiwei waved his hands quickly: "Get up! Get up!"
But her physical strength had long been overdrawn, and coupled with the severe pain all over her body, if it weren't for her firm will, she would have fainted long ago.
At this moment, he suddenly stood up, his eyes went dark, and he fell down, unable to hold on any longer.
Zhou Tingyue had been observing her condition all the time. Seeing that something was wrong with her, he quickly caught her.
His brows were furrowed, his heart ached so much that he didn't care about his wet clothes.
Pick the person up.
"Let's quickly send everyone to the military hospital!"
After saying that, he picked up Song Shiwei and ran quickly towards the army. Zhou Cheng quickly wiped the tears from his face and followed him.
He never thought that just because he was in a bad mood and went out for a walk, he almost killed her!
He felt mixed emotions for a while, but after this incident, he finally understood everything.
Song Shiwei is not a bad woman! She is a good person, a hero who risked her own life to save others, and a good mother who is devoted to them...
When Zhou Tingyue rushed to the health center carrying Song Shiwei, the doctor on duty was shocked because the person in front of him was severely hypothermic and his whole body was as cold as an ice lump.
They quickly gave her first aid. Xiaojun was also sent here. His condition was even more critical than Song Shiwei's.
Xiao Sun, who was on duty, quickly contacted the director. Fortunately, the director had not gone to bed yet and rushed over.
After the injection and IV drip, and when they were wheeled back to the ward, Director Wang didn't forget to tell Zhou Tingyue, "They've been soaked in water and caught in the rain. I'm afraid they'll get a fever in the middle of the night. Tonight is the most dangerous night. You must pay close attention!"
Zhou Tingyue nodded with a heavy expression.
He was still wearing the wet clothes, and so was Zhou Cheng. During this time, Zhou Tingyue asked him several times to go back and change his clothes and go to bed, but the kid was stubborn and refused to leave.
Zhou Tingyue probably knew what he was thinking, so he had to let him go. However, he still borrowed some brown sugar from the nurses' station and made him a big bowl of hot brown sugar water.
Fortunately, it was summer and the clothes he wore were thin. After he drank the bowl of brown sugar water and worked up a sweat, his clothes were almost dry.
It was Xiao Cui in the bed next to her. She was only about fifteen or sixteen years old. She was also soaked all over, but she refused to leave and kept guarding her brother.
Zhou Tingyue also made a bowl of brown sugar water for her when he was making it.
The child was very polite and refused to drink.
But in Zhou Tingyue's eyes, she was just a child who was only a few years older than Zhou Cheng.
Afraid that she would fall ill again, I asked the nurse to find some clothes and take her to change.
The child thanked him profusely and said he would wash it and send it back later.
Even the head nurse felt heartbroken.
"This child is such a sensible and good child!"
During this time, Zhou Cheng kept his head down.
Without saying a word.
Especially when he saw Xiao Cui's every move across from him, he really felt that he was too ignorant.
Logically, he is already in his teens and is the eldest brother to his younger siblings, so he should take the lead.
But what did he do?
Besides making dad worry, what else can I do?
In particular, he used the greatest malice to speculate about Song Shiwei, and even caused her to go to the beach because she was worried about him, and almost had an accident.
Although it was Zhou Xiaomei who did this, Zhou Cheng knew that if she hadn't been worried about him, how could such a thing have happened?
Looking at Song Shiwei lying on the bed with a pale face, he really wanted to punch himself.
Why would you be so angry? Why would you stay home all day thinking about something?
I heard from my younger brother and sister that she had been looking for me the whole day and had barely eaten.
The more Zhou Cheng thought about it, the more regretful he felt. He lowered his head and couldn't help but wipe away his tears quietly.
When Zhou Tingyue saw his actions, he swallowed all the words that were on the tip of his tongue.
This kid must have figured it out and felt guilty! He also realized how good the little girl was to them!
He just patted his shoulder and said, "Think about it carefully, Zhou Cheng. Dad knows that you have grown up. You should know what you should and shouldn't do!"
Zhou Cheng nodded vigorously.
In the middle of the night, Song Shiwei and Xiaojun indeed developed high fever.
Zhou Tingyue didn't dare to sleep, and even didn't dare to blink, for fear that she would suddenly feel unwell.
She would touch her forehead from time to time. Fortunately, he discovered it in time and quickly notified the nurse on duty, who gave them both fever-reducing injections. He then filled it with hot water and kept wiping her forehead.
I hope she feels better.
Zhou Cheng was extremely anxious. He hadn't slept all night and just hoped that Song Shiwei would get better soon.
Xiao Cui was the same. She was so heartbroken that she would touch her brother from time to time to see if his fever had subsided.
They kept going on until dawn, when the temperature of both of them finally dropped.
Zhou Tingyue went to pour water. Xiao Cui looked at Zhou Cheng, who was sitting beside Song Shiwei's bed with a guilty look on his face, and couldn't help but say: "This sister is a good person. Although I don't know what's going on in your family, I still ask you not to hurt her!"
Zhou Cheng pursed his lips and said nothing.
Xiao Cui looked at Xiao Jun on the bed with a far-sighted gaze: "My brother and I have been without parents since we were young. We were raised by our grandparents. They have always been in poor health, so my brother and I have been eating at many different houses. Today we eat at one place, tomorrow we eat at another..."
"Honestly, I envy you so much. You have parents who treat you so well. You have enough food to eat, enough clothes to wear, and someone who loves you and cares for you. Unlike me and my brother, we live a precarious life every day. I'm not saying this to make anyone pity us, but to tell you how good your life is now. I hope you can cherish it..."
Zhou Cheng slowly raised his head and looked at Xiao Cui beside him. There was no pain or inferiority in her eyes, but rather full of envy and determination.
Zhou Cheng's heart suddenly felt like it was pierced by something, and all his previous so-called thoughts seemed to change in an instant.
He lived too self-centeredly and didn't consider other people's thoughts at all.
After this incident, he felt that the fog in front of him seemed to have dissipated a little, and Xiao Cui's words undoubtedly helped him see the light.
At this moment, Song Shiwei frowned and slowly opened his eyes.
Zhou Cheng hurried forward.
"Mom, you're awake! Are you still feeling unwell?"
Song Shiwei, whose thoughts had not yet returned to normal, was unable to react for a moment.
"You, what did you call me?"