"Mom will get you something warm." Cheng Zhenzhu went outside, filled four hot water bottles, and stuffed one into each baby's arms.
"Mom, it's so warm." Peng Ertiao hugged the warm hot water bottle and suddenly felt refreshed, his eyes full of curiosity.
Peng Yitiao was sleepy and turned over with the hot water bottle in his arms and continued to sleep.
"As long as they're warm, go to sleep..." Cheng Zhenzhu tucked the little ones into bed and climbed into bed with a hint of worry. The weather was getting colder, but one and two were fine, as they were always in good health. She was more worried about three and six, especially six.
San Tiao has always been in poor health, and Liu Tiao fell seriously ill when he was one year old... Of course, she didn't remember Liu Tiao's serious illness at the age of one.
But just now, a scene of six illnesses suddenly flashed through her mind. The time point was written as the end of December. Today was December 28th.
After experiencing the trials and tribulations of time travel, book travel, systems, and space exploration, Cheng Zhenzhu was now quite receptive. But unlocking the plot for no apparent reason was still a bad thing, and she wasn't too happy about it...
I don’t know whether this time point has passed or not. What I’m most afraid of is that it hasn’t passed, and then Liu Tiao gets sick according to the plot.
The most worrying question is whether the sudden emergence of the plot can determine the direction of the story.
"It's cool, let's take a nap~" Peng Sandiao hugged his mother's neck in a daze and rubbed her affectionately.
"Go to sleep." Cheng Zhenzhu looked at the three rosy little faces and coaxed him to sleep.
Maybe I'm overthinking it... These past few months, with plenty of food and warmth, nourished by the ocean's blue water, and nourished by fish and shrimp fed with seaweed mud, San Tiao's health should be back on track, and Liu Tiao looks healthy too! Perhaps this is a reminder that Liu Tiao's illness is over...
But just in case, Cheng Zhenzhu took strict precautions for the next three days and wrapped the little ones tightly.
December 31st. Seeing that it was the last day of December, Liu Tiao was still alive and kicking, Cheng Zhenzhu felt relieved.
"It's cool~" Peng Sandiao was wearing three thick clothes and running slowly in the yard, like a silly little penguin.
Cheng Zhenzhu held San Tiao, who was breathing heavily, in her arms and asked, "Wouldn't it be a bit uncomfortable to run in so many clothes?"
Peng San Tiao shook his head and said softly, "No, just listen to the cool talk~"
"The three of us are so well behaved." Cheng Zhenzhu rubbed her little head.
"Mom, I'm good too." Peng Ertiao took a bite of the animal biscuit, "Mom, I listened to you and ate snacks at home. I didn't go out."
"Well, they are all mother's good babies." Cheng Zhenzhu smiled, led the two little kids back to the house, and took a look at Liu Tiao who was sleeping on the bed.
At some point, Liu Tiao kicked off the thick quilt that covered him, revealing his two little hands.
Cheng Zhenzhu gently put her little paw back.
"Oh~" Liu Tiao suddenly opened his eyes, revealed a sweet smile, and then quickly closed them again.
"Go to sleep~" Cheng Zhenzhu was caught off guard by the little guy's sweetness and went to cook...
During the meal, Liu Tiao woke up and was very cheerful, even eating a few more grains of rice, which made Cheng Zhenzhu, the old mother, very happy.
However, at around 11pm, Liu Tiao suddenly developed a high fever. He was limp and scalded, but he didn't cry or make a fuss. He just blinked his big eyes at his mother, tears streaming down his face. It was heartbreaking to see him.
Or maybe he had a fever... So the scenario that suddenly popped up in his mind wasn't about him having safely gotten through it, but rather a warning? Cheng Zhenzhu had some guesses.
"Hmm~Hmm~" Liu Tiao stretched out a little hand and rubbed his eyes awkwardly, and the sound sounded very uncomfortable.
"Liu Tiao, it's okay, mom is here, mom is here..." Cheng Zhenzhu hadn't slept all night. Looking at the hot little boy who was crying but trying hard to smile at her, she quickly hugged him in her arms to help him cool down.
38.8 degrees Celsius, that's way too high. Not only would it be too hot for a child, but even an adult would have struggled. But thankfully, it didn't suddenly spike to 40 degrees Celsius like they said in that scene...
Cheng Zhenzhu had some experience with her nephew, as he'd often been sick. Now that he had a sudden high fever, she had no choice but to reduce it quickly. She used a combination of acupoint massage and fever-reducing patches.
Cheng Zhenzhu looked at Liu Tiao, whose face was red and the corners of her eyes were burning red, and her movements became gentler. "Liu Tiao, mother is giving you a massage. Do you feel better? Mother will wipe your body, okay..."
Because this scene suddenly appeared in her mind, she prepared cold medicine, fever-reducing patches, and hot towels in advance just in case. If she needed them now, she could just take them out from the space table.
"Hmm~Hmm~" Liu Tiao grabbed Cheng Zhenzhu's clothes, her voice was small and soft, and the tip of her nose was red.
Cheng Zhenzhu quickly got up, put on a coat, took out a hot towel and a basin of hot water, and applied it to the little guy's neck, ears, armpits, and little feet.
Seeing that the little guy seemed to feel comfortable, Cheng Zhenzhu applied it again.
It was already 11:50 when I finished applying the compress. One, two, and three were all awake. I put on my clothes and looked at Six to cheer him up.
"Liu Tiao, are you still feeling uncomfortable? Brother will wipe it for you too." As the older brother, Yi Tiao was so anxious that he jumped up and down.
Er Tiao touched his own face, then touched Liu Tiao's face, "Liu Tiao, it's okay..."
"Don't cry, Nie Tiao~" San Tiao looked at Liu Tiao and suddenly remembered some vague fragments of his previous illness. "It's cold and uncomfortable, don't be uncomfortable..."
Cheng Zhenzhu changed the hot water and took Liu Tiao's temperature.
37.5. It's down a lot. It doesn't match the storyline about a persistent high fever. "Liu Tiao, are you feeling better?"
"Oh~" Liu Tiao grinned broadly at his mother and three brothers. He raised his two little paws and opened them several times.
Cheng Zhenzhu listened to the sound of the little guy becoming more energetic and continued to massage the little guy's acupuncture points. "Brother is here too, Liu Tiao, call brother to listen?"
"Ga ga~" the six mouths patted twice, and then two words popped out.
"Mom, Liu Tiao can't call me brother, he can only call me Gaga." Peng Ertiao said.
Ichijo believed that Liutiao was smart and wanted to cheer him up, so he kept mouthing the word "brother" to him.
"Haha~" Liu Tiao looked at his older brother and shouted, his tearful eyes sparkling and bright.
"It's my brother." Peng Sandiao leaned forward with his little face, his eyes shining.
"Quack~" Liu Tiao shook his feet and was overjoyed.
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