Her hometown is a small town not far from Jiangyu. You have to take a high-speed train for several tens of minutes to the county seat, then transfer to another vehicle to get to the town, and finally take a motorcycle taxi to get to your doorstep.
Yuan Fang didn't dare to rest during the journey, and rushed as fast as she could to finally get home within three hours.
Once she got home, she went straight to her brother's room.
As soon as she entered, she saw her brother lying on the bed with his face flushed red.
The temperature has been quite low lately, and she was still wearing a down jacket, while her brother was covered in sweat and his face was flushed.
Yuan Fang quickly touched his forehead and was startled by the temperature of it.
Just then, her mother heard the noise and came over from the kitchen.
Upon seeing Yuan Fang, Yuan's mother's eyes reddened, and she called out to her in a choked voice.
Seeing this, Yuan Fang quickly comforted her mother, telling her not to worry and to tell her the details.
After calming down, Yuan's mother recounted when Yuan Fang's brother, Yuan Yuan, had started acting strangely and the details of the past few days.
In fact, Yuan's mother didn't know how her son Yuan Yuan caught a cold and had a fever.
She only remembered that her son, Yuan Yuan, was perfectly fine when he came home from get off work in town three days ago.
Yuan Yuan runs a hardware store in town and also takes on repair jobs on the side. Although he doesn't live a particularly wealthy life, he's doing alright.
The shop he rented in town was small, and with it piled high with goods, there was nowhere for him to sleep.
In addition, his home is only about a 20-minute ride by electric bike from the town center, which is not far.
So every night, Yuan Yuan would come home to sleep.
Three nights ago, as usual, Yuan's mother cooked a bowl of hot noodle soup for her son when he was almost home.
The whole family is frugal, and the son, in particular, often forgets to eat when he gets busy. He thinks that since he has to go home in the evening anyway, he shouldn't waste money eating at restaurants in town. He'll just have to wait until he gets home around 8 or 9 pm to eat.
Perhaps because his father passed away when he was young and his mother raised him and his sister alone, Yuan Yuan witnessed his mother's hard work and sacrifices, as well as his sister's pitiful appearance when she was young. Therefore, he was very willing to give to his mother and sister.
Not only did she often bring back delicious food for her mother from town, but even though Yuan Fang had been working for several years, she would still give her pocket money to buy things.
So the family of three has a very good relationship.
That evening, when Yuan Yuan returned home, he ate the hot soup noodles his mother had cooked for him while chatting briefly about the shop. He also mentioned that he had met a girl on the way back.
The girl seemed to be from another village. Because it was too late, she missed the bus and had to walk home in the dark.
Yuan Yuan happened to be passing by, so he gave her a ride.
Yuan Yuan is not only good to his family, but also a warm and kind young man to outsiders.
Situations like giving someone a ride or doing a good deed from time to time happen frequently.
So neither Yuan Yuan nor his mother took it to heart.
After eating the noodle soup, Yuan Yuan went to wash the dishes, then washed up, and then it was almost time for bed.
Since Mrs. Yuan was getting on in years, she went back to her room to rest after finishing her noodles with her son.
The night passed quickly.
The next morning at six o'clock, Yuan's mother woke up.
After waking up, as usual, Yuan's mother started making breakfast for her son, waiting for him to wake up so he could eat.
Normally, my son gets up around 7:30, then takes a few minutes to get ready before eating. After eating, he leaves before 8:00 and goes to town to open the shop at 8:30 sharp.
She waited and waited until 7:40, but her son still hadn't come out.
She wasn't too worried at the time, thinking that her son might have accidentally fallen asleep.
Similar situations have occurred occasionally before, where Yuan Yuan sleeps so soundly that the alarm clock doesn't wake him up, and she has to go and wake him up herself.
Fortunately, he owns his own shop, so being a little late won't result in a deduction from his salary, and it's not a big deal if he occasionally gets up a little late.
As she pondered this, Yuan's mother walked toward her son's room.
She knocked twice on the door and called out a few times into the house.
Normally, Yuan Yuan should have been woken up by her noise.
But despite calling out several times and knocking on the door several times, there was no response from inside.
Could he really be sleeping so soundly?
Or did you say something?
Thinking of this, Yuan's mother finally became a little anxious, and she directly opened the door and went inside.
When I went inside, I saw that my son was still fast asleep.
He was clearly sleeping restlessly, his brows were furrowed and his cheeks were flushed an unnatural red.
It's obvious at a glance that he's sick.
Yuan's mother quickly went to find a thermometer, intending to wake her son up first and have him take his temperature. She would then decide whether to give him fever-reducing medicine at home or go to town for an IV drip based on his temperature.
It took considerable effort to wake his son, Yuan Yuan.
But that only made him open his eyes; he wasn't fully conscious.
At the time, Yuan's mother thought he was delirious from the fever, so she quickly put the thermometer under Yuan's armpit and made him hold it tight.
While waiting for his temperature to be taken, Yuan Yuan looked at his mother with dazed eyes and mumbled something indistinctly.
Yuan's mother had to practically lean close to his mouth to hear him clearly.
She heard her son saying that they weren't familiar with each other.
Mrs. Yuan was immediately filled with questions.
She is Yuan Yuan's biological mother, how could we not be familiar with each other?
Besides her, there is probably no one in this world who knows him better than her.
I didn't expect that my son, who is over twenty years old, would still be shy and not want her to help him take his temperature.
Yuan's mother could only pat his back and say helplessly, "What are you being shy about, you brat? I don't know how many times I bathed you when you were a child."
Besides, it's just taking his temperature, there's nothing to be ashamed of.
Yuan's mother muttered a couple of complaints to herself at the time, but didn't take her son's nonsense to heart.
He's burning up like this now, he's definitely talking nonsense.
When the time came, Yuan's mother took out the thermometer and found that her son's temperature was not very high, only 37.7 degrees Celsius, which could only be considered a low-grade fever.
But seeing that his face was flushed and he was delirious, she thought he was almost 38 or 39 degrees Celsius feverish.
Worried that the measurement might not have been accurate, Yuan's mother measured it again, but the temperature remained unchanged.
Once she confirmed that her son's temperature wasn't too high, she didn't think about taking him to town and quickly found some fever reducers for him to take.
After he finished eating, I gave him some hot water, hoping that his fever would subside soon.
After everything was done, Yuan's mother could only wait patiently.
Once the fever reducer takes effect, my son should be able to sweat it out by covering himself up, and the fever should go down.
But when she went to check on her son again a while later, she found that his condition had not changed at all; he was still the same as when she saw him that morning.
She took his temperature again, but it didn't go down.
Actually, his body temperature wasn't very high, but he remained unconscious, which was what frightened Yuan's mother the most.
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