Before Old Lady Qian even entered the house, she could already hear the scolding.
"Second brother, you lazy bastard, why haven't you woken up yet?"
She was very angry when she saw through the window that the person was still lying on the bed.
"Oh, you're still lying down at noon. If you know, you hurt your arm, but if you don't, you might as well have a hole in your butt. You're just lazy because you don't work. You might as well die of laziness in bed."
After scolding, he hurriedly asked his eldest son to open the door.
The door was locked from the inside. In fact, the lock was just a piece of wood the size of a palm, nailed on with a single nail.
He pushed gently but it didn't open, so Mr. Feng kicked the door with all his strength, and all the wooden blocks flew away, and the door opened.
Old Mrs. Qian hurried into the inner room and saw someone lying on the bed, motionless.
After cursing for a few times without any response, both of them felt something was wrong.
Old Mrs. Qian's heart skipped a beat, and she pushed Boss Feng and said, "Boss, go and have a look. Don't let him die."
Boss Feng slowly approached and breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the person on the bed move.
"Oh, second brother, you scared me to death. We called you for a long time, why didn't you say anything?"
Feng Feng opened his eyes weakly and said in a hoarse voice, "Brother, pour me some water."
Hearing that his voice was not right, Boss Feng reached out and touched his forehead, and found that it was terribly hot.
"Hey, second brother, why are you so hot?"
"I don't know, pour me some water."
"Okay, mom, the second child seems to have a fever, go and get him some water."
Upon hearing this, Old Mrs. Qian hurried to the kitchen to get a bowl of cold water.
Yesterday, the wind was strong and the water dried up.
He drank a bowl of cold water in one gulp.
Boss Feng took a broken palm leaf fan and fanned him. Old Lady Qian snatched it away and asked, "Why are you fanning him?"
Boss Feng was stunned. "He's hot, Mom, touch him, it's very hot."
"Don't fan him blindly if you don't understand. He must be cold and has a fever."
Boss Feng: “…” It’s July, the hottest time of the year, is the second brother cold?
Feng Feng, who was lying on the bed, said, "Mom, I feel really bad. You and my brother, please take me to the hospital."
The two looked at each other, disapproval written in their eyes.
Old Mrs. Qian said, "Hospitals are all scams. If you have a fever, they will peel off your skin. Mom knows how to cure your disease. Just sweat it out and you'll be fine."
After that, he said to Boss Feng, "Go get a quilt."
"well."
As long as it doesn't cost money, you can do anything.
Boss Feng hurriedly got the quilt and covered Feng Feng tightly with it.
It was a hot day and the wind was already hot. This cover could easily kill him.
Feng Feng struggled and said, "Brother, Mom, I shouldn't be cold. You should take me to the hospital. I feel uncomfortable."
As he was about to lift the quilt, Old Lady Qian held him down tightly.
"Why don't you listen, kid? I'm your mother, how can I harm you? If you have a fever, just cover yourself up and sweat it out. This is how I treated you when you were sick as a child."
Feng Feng was having a headache and his arms were aching, so he had no strength to struggle.
But he knew that his mother didn't let him go to the hospital because she was stingy with the money.
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