Chapter 3
At night, a lot of the ointment on Jiaojiao's little face, which was curled up in the corner of the living room and fell asleep, was rubbed off. Under the moonlight, her fair face was revealed after the redness and swelling subsided.
But before long, her fair face was dyed with another kind of crimson, including her forehead and nose tip, making her look like a soft and colored steamed bun.
The delicate little nostrils under the crimson nose twitched slightly, and her breathing became a little more rapid than during the day.
The child seemed to be in some discomfort, frowning and humming softly, his long eyelashes trembling like a butterfly flapping its wings to fly.
Jiaojiao, who had once been frozen to death in the snow, instinctively arched her back when she felt the cold, and curled her limbs and head into her arms, trying to curl herself into a solid ball.
The night passed quietly, and the sunlight shone in from the window. The child, who usually woke up and sat in a daze at this time, did not react at all.
Time passed little by little. When the woman who was sleeping in the room got up and passed by the living room, she found the child who was still sleeping in the corner of the living room. With a gloomy look on her face, she stepped forward and pushed the child: "Get up."
Seeing that the child on the ground didn't respond, she pushed him harder impatiently: "Hurry up and stop pretending to be dead."
Seeing that Jiaojiao still didn't respond, the thin and dark woman realized something was wrong. She squatted down and reached out to touch his forehead.
"Why do you have a fever?!" The thin, dark woman's voice was sharp, and she reached out and pushed the child who was curled up on the ground and couldn't be woken up no matter how hard she pushed.
The beggar, who had come over with his back hunched, glanced at the child's red face and said to the thin, dark-skinned woman, "Send him to the black clinic."
There are no so-called clinics in the chaotic area of the outer city, and if there are any, they are only unlicensed black clinics.
"A black clinic? So expensive?! It's just a fever, it will go away after you endure it." When she heard that the child was going to be sent to a black clinic, the thin dark woman immediately objected loudly. Not only did she not send her child to a black clinic, she also did not allow men to send her child there.
"It will pass if you just bear with it. Children are not that fragile. Just wait and see. The fever will be gone by noon, I guarantee."
The thin, dark-skinned woman named Zhou Dafang spoke impatiently as she walked to the bathroom, grabbed a hardened towel, dipped it in cold water, and wrung it dry. Then she brought it out and casually placed it on the child's forehead. "Well, that's it. Just wait for him to retreat on his own."
The leper glanced at the thin and dark woman with his cloudy eyes, then looked at the red-faced child sleeping on the ground, turned and left without saying anything.
He knew Zhou Dafang wasn't a good person, but he didn't mind. He wasn't a good person either, otherwise he wouldn't have agreed when the woman suggested she take the child home and raise him for a few years, then sell him to someone with a sexual fetish when he was older.
This woman was short-sighted and reluctant to spend money on treatment, so he let her. Black clinics were indeed very expensive, and it would be painful for him to spend money on treatment. As for whether the child could survive, it was up to him.
As time passed, Jiaojiao's fever not only did not go down but became worse at noon. She could still hum a few times before, but now she doesn't even have the strength to hum.
Zhou Dafang touched the child's forehead with his rough, calloused hand. Noticing that the temperature was rising instead of rising, he frowned and threw the towel in his hand to the ground.
"Damn it! I'm changing the towel myself and it's getting worse. Why doesn't this bastard just die..." Zhou Dafang cursed, "Just throw it away to avoid bringing bad luck to the family."
Even though I said that, I still couldn't bear to do it. This child is so beautiful. He will be worth a lot of money when he grows up.
Thinking of this, Zhou Dafang suppressed the irritation in her heart, picked up the child with an impatient look on her face and walked out. Forget it, she decided to go to the black clinic for a check-up.
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"Sal, Sal, come here quickly." A dark and thin wild child about nine years old waved his hand.
The boy called Sal came over with an impatient look on his face: "Amu, what are you doing now?"
"Look." The boy called Amu pointed to the corner with an excited look on his face.
Thinking he had found something good, Sal looked over and found that it was not a good thing, but a child who was so sick that he looked like he was about to die.
"Fuck, are you crazy? Why did you pick up a dying child? Just throw it away wherever you picked it up." Sal said gritting his teeth.
"This kid was thrown next to the trash can by the beggar couple after they came out of the black clinic. I picked him up quietly because I found out that he knew that crazy dog Yin. We can use him and Yin to get some benefits." Amu said excitedly.
He was the wild kid who was trying to pick up plastic bottles yesterday and was glared at by Yin Zheng.
"That's Yin the Mad Dog. Are you sure he won't kill us if we ask him for a favor?" Sal said with a look of doubt.
Hearing him say this, the excitement on Amu's face disappeared instantly. Yes, that was Yin Mad Dog. If he dared to ask him for something, he must be tired of living. He didn't know why this thought flashed through his mind when he saw the child just now.
"Ah," Thrall waved his hand. "Hurry up and find a place to bury this child. Don't let him die in the belly of a wild dog. Consider it a gesture of kindness on my part today."
It's not out of kindness, after all. When the wild kids living in the chaotic area have nothing to do, they always find a corner and stay as still as possible.
You know, the more you move, the faster you get hungry, so he's really being kind by going to such lengths. This is all for Amu's sake.
"No, I still plan to go find Mad Dog Yin." Amu said after a moment of silence, "This time I don't want his things. I just want to tell him that the child is dying of illness. See if he can save the child."
"Are you hungry? Why are you meddling in other people's business?" Sal was puzzled.
"I'm not starving." Amu looked at the child breathing weakly on the ground: "I just think it would be a pity for this child to die like this."
Sar didn't say anything, guessing in his heart that Amu was thinking of his brother who died of illness.
But this child does not look like the children in the chaotic area. Although he is thin, his skin is very white, as white and delicate as the expensive milk.
At this time, her cheeks and forehead were flushed due to fever, her thick eyelashes like crow feathers hung quietly on her eyelids, and her small mouth was slightly open due to difficulty breathing.
The whole little body was curled up, looking extremely pitiful.
It would be a shame if he died, Thrall thought. "I'll watch him here, you go find Mad Dog Yin. Remember to be careful, and run for your life if anything goes wrong."
Anyway, he didn't dare to go look for Feng Gou Yin. No matter how pitiful the child was, he would never go to look for him.
"Okay." Amu agreed and turned to run.
Amu first went to Yin Fenggou’s residence in the chaotic area.
Feng Gou Yin lives in Yongxiang Street in the Chaos District. Most of the people living here are hunters. They are the richest and most difficult to mess with group of people in the Chaos District. Few people dare to cause trouble on this street.
Amu ran here and looked at the house with a yard in front of him with great envy. He prepared himself mentally before mustering up the courage to go forward and knock on the door.
But after knocking on the door for a long time, no one came to open it.
Amu immediately became a little anxious. He knew that the sooner a fever was treated, the better, and the child looked like he was dying.
He immediately went to look for the other places where Yin Fenggou Chang had appeared, but when he couldn't find him, he suddenly had an idea and ran to the meat market in the market.
The meat market is where hunters go to sell their meat after hunting exotic species outside the city. Exotic meat contains energy, and it's common knowledge that eating it strengthens one's health. Therefore, exotic meat is very expensive and is the hunters' main source of income.
When Yin Zheng has nothing to do, he will go out of the city to hunt exotic species. After hunting, he will keep the meat and exotic cores for two or three days, and take the rest of the meat to the market to sell.
Moreover, he is the only one who can hunt third-level alien species. Other hunters mostly hunt first-level alien species, and occasionally hunt second-level alien species.
The higher the level of the alien species, the higher the energy content of the meat. So even though the people in the Chaos Zone dislike Yin Zheng very much, the alien meat he hunts sells the fastest, often sold out as soon as it is put on the shelves.
Today, Yin Zheng didn't wait for the child who picked up bottles on the main street, so he went out of the city to hunt an alien species as usual.
Yin Zheng, who was carrying a mountain-like bag and had just reached the meat market, was stopped by a wild child who rushed out from the side and stopped him with both hands.
The people around the market immediately looked over, ready to see what would happen to this daring child.
Yin Zheng, who was stopped, stopped and raised his eyelids slightly under his sharp brows, ready to see why the kid was stopping him.
Amu, who had mustered up the courage to rush forward, began to tremble as soon as he met his gaze.
Otherwise, let’s just forget it!
The child didn't have to be saved. What if that crazy Yin didn't care about the child and kicked him because he was upset at being stopped?
My small body can't withstand his kick.
Amu, his teeth chattering with fear, thought about slowly lowering his hand. Just when he was about to give up, he didn't know where the courage came from, but he clenched his fists and closed his eyes as if to risk everything. He said, "The child you were walking on the street with yesterday has a fever. The beggar couple left him next to the trash can and he is dying of illness."
Upon hearing this, Yin Zheng frowned deeply, and his already unfriendly face instantly became more fierce. Just when the people around him thought he was going to beat the wild child to death.
He gently threw the bag behind him to the child, then nodded and said, "Lead the way."
In an instant, the eyes of the people around changed from watching the show to naked jealousy. This was a whole bag of money.
Yin Zheng, noticing their gazes, shot them a warning glance, and those who received the warning quickly averted their gaze. They knew Yin Zheng was warning them not to covet the child's money. At least, not the money generated by this bag of alien flesh.
Knowing that Yin Zheng was not someone they could afford to offend, those who had coveted him suppressed their thoughts.
Amu, who was nearly crushed by the bag in his hands, suddenly brightened up when he realized what he meant. He nodded hurriedly, gritted his teeth, and walked forward with the heavy bag in his arms.
Seeing this, Yin Zheng reached out to help him carry the bag. Amu, fearing that he would take it back, quickly refused: "No, no need, I can do it myself."
After saying this, he clenched his cheeks, the veins on his forehead and neck bulged, and he started jogging while holding the bag that was taller than him.
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In the alley near the black clinic, after waiting for a long time, Sal simply squatted on the ground, and from time to time he reached out and poked Jiaojiao's flushed cheeks to entertain himself.
This child doesn't look like he has much flesh on his face, but he's surprisingly soft when you poke him.
Thinking of this, Sal stretched out his thumb and index finger and pinched it. Wow, it felt better.
Just as he was enjoying himself poking and pinching, Yin Zheng had already walked to the entrance of the alley and saw everything he did.
With his eyes blocked by the tall bag, Amu, who was walking by muscle memory, did not see Sal's movements, so he did not see Yin Zheng's face suddenly darken, and Sal, who noticed the movement and looked over vigilantly but was frightened.
Yin Zheng strode forward without looking at Sal, who was pale with fear. He squatted down and stretched out his hand with a cautious and clumsy movement. It took him three attempts before he was able to pick up the limp Jiaojiao with the appropriate strength.
After stiffly picking up Jiaojiao, he did not walk towards the black clinic not far away, but turned around and strode towards the outer city.
The Chaos Zone is actually a slum area with one main street and sixteen secondary streets, which spiral around the black market in the middle.
There are three such slums in the outer city. The Chaos District is located closest to the Endless Forest, making it the largest of the three slums. The people there are also the most violent and chaotic, so people in the outer city usually call it the Chaos District instead of the Slums.
People in the slums were not allowed to enter the outer city at will. If they wanted to enter the outer city, they had to report and apply first, and only after getting permission could they enter. If they entered the outer city without permission, they would be caught by the patrol and fined a large sum of money and sent back to the slums.
However, Yin Zheng was not in this group. Over the years, he had killed many alien species and his contribution had reached the standard. For convenience, he paid a lot of money to get an outer city resident ID card, which allowed him to enter and leave the outer city at will.
It’s just that the Chaos Zone is close to the Endless Woods, and he is not a person who has high requirements for material environment, so he is too lazy to move out of the Chaos Zone.
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In the Orphee Hospital, Yin Zheng was sitting beside the bed and rolling up the sleeves of a child who had changed into a hospital gown. The child's wrists were very thin, and the pale and thin wrist bones made Yin Zheng have to be very careful when rolling up his sleeves for fear of breaking them.
A day later, the blush on the child's face had faded and his breathing was almost stable. However, because he had been running a fever for too long, his lungs were infected and he had to stay in the hospital for two days for observation.
After rolling up his sleeves, Yin Zheng looked up and found that the child had woken up and was looking at him with bright eyes.
"Are you hungry?" Yin Zheng asked.
Seeing that the child had a confused look in his eyes and obviously didn't understand, he gestured with his hands to eat.
Yin Zheng discovered early on that children may not understand what others say, but if they follow the tone, actions and expressions, they can mostly understand.
Sure enough, after seeing his actions, Jiaojiao nodded immediately, raised her little hand to touch her belly, looked at him with sparkling eyes, and imitated the sound of hunger: "Gurgle gurgle."
"Heh." Yin Zheng laughed, helped him sit up from the bed, and reached out to take a bowl of porridge from the cabinet beside him and handed it to him.
Jiaojiao reached out to catch it, but because she had just woken up and had no strength in her hands, she almost knocked the porridge onto the bed. Fortunately, Yin Zheng reacted quickly and reached out to catch it, preventing the tragedy of the porridge falling on the bed.
"Ah~" Jiaojiao clenched her hands with a blank look, as if she didn't understand why she couldn't hold the porridge.
Seeing this, Yin Zheng did not hand him the porridge again. Instead, he placed the porridge in front of him and handed him a spoon, indicating that he should eat it with a spoon.
Jiaojiao, who had never used a spoon before, held the spoon in her hand in a daze, with a look of confusion in her eyes as she met Yin Zheng's eyes.
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