Chapter 315 Chen Fang's Child is Gone

Chen Fang's child will definitely not come back after the fever subsides after being sent to the hospital. He needs to be observed for a few days. The family compound has been disinfected inside and out these days. Chen Tang thought that she would disinfect it again after the child comes back. Anyway, she doesn't plan to contact the neighboring family during this period.

The condition was more serious than Shen Tang had imagined. Anti-virus drugs could not be developed for the time being, and several frail elderly people died in a short period of time.

In particular, the aunt who first broke out had a child at home. The child was exposed and then played with other children. Within three days, more than a dozen people on that floor fell ill!

However, the medicine also has disadvantages. It is no longer contagious when it is transmitted to the fifth person. In other words, even if it is transmitted to a human, the disease will not be too severe. The human body can develop resistance, and the attack is no different from a common cold and fever, and can be cured by ordinary antipyretics.

After sending her son and sister away, Chen Fang made some egg dumplings for herself at home.

Unexpectedly, when disinfecting the next evening, a medical staff member with whom she had a good relationship told her that her son was critically ill.

The low fever turned into a high fever and it hasn't gone down yet.

It may just happen in the next few days. Let her say a few words and then she can pass them on to her sister and son.

Chen Fang was so frightened that her legs went weak and she fell to the ground.

Chen Tang heard the noise next door and asked through the door: "Isn't the child just having a low-grade fever? How come he is critically ill after only one day?"

He Zhi didn't understand what the adults were saying. He hugged his mother's legs and looked at the door tremblingly.

When Chen Fang heard Shen Tang's question, she immediately grabbed her friend's pants and said excitedly, "Yes, yes, my son just has a low-grade fever. You are talking nonsense, right?"

Her friend said, "If you and I were not from neighboring villages, I would not have come to tell you that your son had a low-grade fever. I also advised you not to send the child to the hospital because it was not safe there. But you were greedy and took advantage of the few cents of medicine. Your son had a low-grade fever, was too weak, and was infected with the virus, which led to his critical condition."

"I came to tell you just to ask if you have anything to say to your son. Now you are locked up at home and are not allowed to go to the hospital."

"That's my son, why can't I go to the hospital!" Chen Fang cried.

"You'll only get infected if you go at this time!"

Many people were infected in the hospital and the epidemic prevention measures were not perfect. If the virus was not weaker the more people were infected, the outbreak would have already occurred by now.

Many people nearby heard Chen Fang's heart-wrenching cries and stood on the wall to watch.

At this moment, there are many people disinfecting the family compound, and there is a smell of disinfectant in every house.

Chen Fang cried so hard that she couldn't catch her breath: "My son just had a minor illness, how come he is critically ill? Tell me why he is critically ill?"

Her friend was furious: "If you add illness to illness, it's natural that your son will become seriously ill. You think your son is in good health and it's just a matter of getting an injection. He won't be infected at all, but nothing is absolute. If you don't leave a message quickly, I will be going back soon. You can cry at home by yourself."

Chen Fang begged and cried: "Just let me go see my son. At worst, we will be infected together. If my son dies, I will not live either!"

At this time, the memorial book covered his mouth and nose and walked out of the house.

Because Song Luo and He Zhi had contact with Zhang Dafu, she was also quarantined for a few days. Now she is fine, but she can't stay at home all the time and has to go to the hospital to help.

She will probably have to rest in the hospital during this period and cannot go home, so the child can only be left to Chen Tang to help take care of.

The two of them had agreed on this before.

He Zhi was bored at home, and when Song Luo arrived, the two of them were no longer tense as before, but became happy instead.

Hearing Chen Fang crying miserably and looking pale, Ji Nianshu felt something was wrong and took her pulse.

She looked at Chen Fang with a complicated expression: "You're already two months pregnant, so don't get angry, or you might lose the baby."

Chen Fang was startled and covered her abdomen.

She asked why her appetite was so much bigger even at home.

She has already given birth to two children, and this is her third. She has hardly had her period in the three years since she got married. Pregnancy used to be a happy thing, but in this situation, she can't be happy at all.

She wanted to see her son, but was afraid something might happen to the baby in her belly. After hesitating for a while, she suddenly remembered something.

"Where is my sister? Why doesn't my sister take care of my son?"

When Chen Fang mentioned Chen Yu, her eyes were full of resentment.

Chen Yu is in good health, why didn’t she get infected, but her son?

Her friend said: "Your sister is fine, she has not been infected. She is taking care of the child, but she is not a doctor and cannot decide whether the child will be infected, so don't blame her for this."

"Do you have anything else to say? If the child is critically ill, and something happens to him, you may not be able to see him for the last time. If there is anything you want to say, I will help you tell the child."

Chen Fang started crying again. After she finished crying, she asked unwillingly, "Is there really no hope for my son?"

"Well, your son is weak and sick, so it's hard to say. I can only say that we will do our best to treat him."

But now the medical equipment is so poor, and her son is still so weak. The high fever has not been reduced, and he has problems breathing. The symptoms are exactly the same as the late stage of viral infection. They have no choice.

In the end, Chen Fang did not go to see the child in the hospital. The baby in her belly was her hope, and she did not dare to kill the baby, which might be a boy, for the sake of a critically ill child.

Seeing that the medical staff were about to leave, she burst into tears: "I'm sorry for him. It's me as a mother who is sorry for him..."

The medical staff sighed, packed up their things and left the family quarters.

The commemorative book also said goodbye to Shen Tang and left.

The next morning, when the medical staff came to disinfect again, Chen Tang heard the crying of collapse in the yard next door.

The child finally left.

After being sad, Chen Fang vented most of her anger on Feng Feng.

She felt that if he tried to stop her again, she would definitely not send the child to the hospital.

She even went so far as to think that it was Feng Feng who killed her son.

Feng Feng knew that she was sad, so he didn't bother with Chen Fang. He cleaned the house inside and out, endured her beatings and scolding while cooking for her, and quietly let her vent her anger on him.

He felt bad because of his brother's death.

He has just started elementary school, and he usually takes care of the children more than Chen Fang, the mother.

Not long after, Chen Yu returned from quarantine.

Chen Fang was so angry that she slapped her several times and then did not allow her to eat. Every night, she would get so angry that she would hit her with a stick.

Chen Yu felt sorry for her sister and did not resist at all.

She was so hungry that she couldn't stand it anymore, so Feng Feng secretly brought her food.

Chen Tang and Aunt Zhang, who were nearby, heard Chen Fang smashing things around the house like crazy, crying and making a lot of noise, but they endured it.

After all, if they lost their child, they would probably be even crazier than her.

It seemed as if he knew that if he got angry like this, the child would never come back.

Chen Fang suddenly became listless and ate all the delicious food, while she kept muttering that the baby in her belly must be a son.

More than half a month has passed.

The virus vaccine has finally been developed.