Guo Dabao drank his porridge in silence, his usual liveliness gone.
Guo Erge felt bad looking at his son, but there was nothing he could do.
After dinner, Guo Dabao lay on the kang (a heated brick bed) thinking about the day's events.
He felt it was all his fault. He thought that if his mother had been angry, he would have stopped running to his grandmother's house. He never expected things to turn out like this.
He felt guilty and regretful. This time, his grandmother was so angry with his mother that she fainted, and his mother didn't come back.
Seeing his friend's friend who had a stepmother made him even more worried.
Although his mother had a bad temper with him, she genuinely cared about him.
Before he knew it, tears were streaming down his face, and Guo Dabao drifted off to sleep in a daze.
Every morning, Guo Dabao wakes up the same as usual. His father still cooks for him every day, and he and his father go to see his grandmother together.
He wanted to bring up his mother, but he didn't dare. He didn't know how to talk to his father about it, and he gradually became more and more silent.
Of course, all sorts of rumors circulated in the village, and Guo Dabao wasn't planning on going out to play with them yet.
Because people kept asking him where his mother was, his friend asked him about it too.
"Guo Dabao, I heard your mother got sick from breastfeeding, is that true?"
"So, will you end up like me, without a mother?"
"Don't talk nonsense. My mother will come back, and Grandma is better now."
“I’m not making this up. That’s what everyone in the village is saying. Besides, it’s been a month and we still haven’t seen your mother come back.”
"Isn't it your dad who takes care of you? Isn't it normal for you to be like me?"
Although Guo Dabao had grown up, hearing them say this made him even more worried.
When will my mother come back? I'll go apologize to my grandmother then.
Guo Dabao's voice has been hoarse these past few days; he's started to get a sore throat.
Although Guo Erge dotes on his son, he isn't very attentive to him and has recently been taking care of his mother more often.
Naturally, no one paid attention to Guo Dabao's situation, and Guo Dabao himself didn't take it seriously either.
Guo Dabao fell ill after dinner that evening due to a sudden bout of worry.
Guo Dabao had too many things on his mind and too many burdens to bear. Even if his mother was wrong, he was still thinking about her.
Guo Erge didn't pay much attention, nor was he very observant. It was also too late, so he didn't realize that the child had a fever.
I thought he was just too tired and fell asleep. Now everyone in the village goes to sleep when it gets dark; it's become a habit.
After all, lighting candles is quite expensive, so we're all trying to save money.
The next day, when Guo Erge called Guo Dabao to get up for breakfast, he found that he couldn't wake the child up no matter what he did, and realized that the child had a fever.
They might have been sick all night, and in that moment they rushed to find Jianjun, not caring about anything else.
My mother had just recovered from her illness, and I didn't want them to worry. Jianjun was the most resourceful person in the family, so I looked to see if there was any medicine to reduce the fever.
"Jianjun, Jianjun, are you home?"
"Jianjun, that sounds like my second brother's voice. Is he here? He sounds very anxious."
"Okay, I'll go now. Is something wrong with Mother? My second brother has been taking care of her lately."
“Jianjun, do you have any medicine at home? Dabao has a fever, and I can’t wake him up no matter what I do. He still has a fever now.”
"I'll go check. Honey, we have some fever reducers at home, go find some. My second brother and I will go check first."
"Uncle, I'll go with you. You guys go first. Youcai and I will get the cart and see if we need to take them to the hospital."
"Okay, Second Brother, let's go quickly, we can't delay. I'll go check on Da Bao first."
Tingting took out fever-reducing medicine from her spatial storage, poured it onto a piece of paper, and also took out fever-reducing patches. She then got up and ran over.
Seeing how serious the situation was, Zhu Zi and the other children got dressed and ready to help.
"Second brother, prepare some warm water and give the child his medicine first."
Tingting first put a fever-reducing patch on the child's forehead, and when she touched the forehead, it was too hot.
"Jianjun, quickly give the child the medicine, and then wipe his body with cool water."
"Second brother, do you know how long this child has had a fever?"
“I came back from my mother’s yesterday and found that Da Bao was asleep. Today I found that his head was so hot and I couldn’t wake him up no matter what I did.”
"It's been a while now, we're worried about burning the child. Zhuzi, you guys tidy things up and put some quilts on the cart."
"After you give this child his medicine, take him to the hospital. Don't let it get worse."
"Mother, with such heavy snow outside, won't Guo Dabao catch a cold?"
"Now is not the time for the child to catch a cold; he might become delirious from the fever."
Zhu Zicheng and his friends prepared everything, then used a cart to push the child through the wind and snow to the hospital.
Looking at his child lying there, even the usually strong Guo Erge shed tears.
They were even more grateful to Jianjun, because with so many people there was great strength, and the roads were already difficult to travel due to the heavy snow.
With so many people, they were all carrying carts to hurry forward, and time was extremely important to them and to Guo Dabao.
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