Chapter 41 What did you call me?

But Xiaojun is still in a coma.

Song Shiwei ignored his physical discomfort and hurried to perform cardiopulmonary resuscitation on him.

Xiaojun spat out a large mouthful of water with a "Puff!" and slowly opened his eyes.

When he saw Xiao Cui in front of him, he called out weakly: "Sister..."

The crowd suddenly burst into loud cheers.

Xiao Cui immediately covered her mouth and started crying.

Xiaojun is fine, her brother was rescued!

She knelt down in front of Song Shiwei with a thud. Before Song Shiwei could react, she kowtowed several times with the sound of "dong dong dong!"

"Thank you! Thank you for risking your own life to save my brother! You are the benefactor of our family!!"

Song Shiwei waved his hands hurriedly: "Get up quickly! Get up quickly!"

But she had already exhausted her strength, and coupled with the severe pain all over her body, she would have fainted if it weren't for her firm will.

At this moment, he stood up suddenly, his eyes went dark, and he fell down, unable to hold on any longer.

Zhou Tingyue had been observing her condition all the time, and when he saw that something was wrong with her, he quickly caught her.

His brows were furrowed, his heart ached so much that he didn't care about his soaked clothes.

Pick the person up.

"Let's quickly send everyone to the military hospital!"

After saying that, he picked up Song Shiwei and ran quickly towards the troops. Zhou Cheng quickly wiped the tears from his face and followed him.

He really didn't expect that he almost killed her just because he was in a bad mood and went out for a walk!

He felt mixed emotions for a while, but after this incident, he understood everything.

Song Shiwei is not a bad woman! She is a good person, a hero who risked her life to save others, and a good mother who is devoted to them.

When Zhou Tingyue rushed to the health center carrying Song Shiwei, the doctor on duty was shocked because the person in front of him was severely hypothermic and his whole body was so cold that he looked like an ice lump.

She was given first aid immediately. Xiaojun was also sent here. His condition was more critical than Song Shiwei's.

The young grandson who was on duty contacted the director immediately. Fortunately, the director had not gone to bed yet and rushed over.

After the injection and fluid were given and they were wheeled back to the ward, Director Wang did not forget to tell Zhou Tingyue: "They have been soaked in water and rained on. I'm afraid they will have a fever in the middle of the night. Tonight is the most dangerous night. You must pay close attention!"

Zhou Tingyue nodded with a heavy expression.

He was still wearing the wet clothes, and so was Zhou Cheng. During the time, Zhou Tingyue told him several times to go back to change clothes and go to bed, but this kid was stubborn and refused to leave.

Zhou Tingyue probably knew what he was thinking, so he had to let him be. However, he still borrowed some brown sugar from the nurses' station and made him a big bowl of hot brown sugar water.

Fortunately, it was summer and the clothes he wore were thin. After he drank the bowl of brown sugar water and worked up a sweat, his clothes were almost dry.

Even Xiao Cui, who was only about fifteen or sixteen years old, was soaking wet, but she refused to leave and stayed with her brother.

When Zhou Tingyue was making brown sugar water, he also made a bowl for her.

The child was very polite and refused to drink.

But in Zhou Tingyue's eyes, she was just a child who was only a few years older than Zhou Cheng.

Afraid that she would fall ill again, I asked the nurse to find some clothes and take her to change.

The child thanked the teacher profusely and said that he would wash it and return it to the teacher later.

The head nurse felt heartbroken.

"This child is such a sensible and good child!"

During this time, Zhou Cheng kept his head down.

Without saying a word.

Especially when he saw Xiao Cui's every move opposite him, he really felt that he was too ignorant.

Logically, he is already in his teens and is the eldest brother to his younger brothers and sisters, so he should take the lead.

But what did he do?

What else can I do except make my dad worry?

In particular, he assumed the utmost malice towards Song Shiwei, and even caused her to go to the beach because she was worried about him, and she almost had an accident.

Although Zhou Xiaomei was the one who did this, Zhou Cheng knew that if she hadn't been worried about him, how could such a thing have happened?

At this moment, looking at Song Shiwei lying on the bed with a pale face, he really wanted to punch himself.

Why do you have to be angry? Why do you have to think about things and not go home all day?

I heard from my younger brothers and sisters that she had been looking for me the whole day and hadn’t eaten much.

The more Zhou Cheng thought about it, the more regretful he felt. He lowered his head and couldn't help but wipe away his tears quietly.

When Zhou Tingyue saw his actions, he swallowed back all the words that were about to come out of his mouth.

The child must have figured it out and felt guilty! He also realized how good the little girl was to them!

He just patted his shoulder and said, "Think about it carefully, Zhou Cheng. Dad knows that you have grown up. You should know what you should do and what you shouldn't do!"

Zhou Cheng nodded vigorously.

By midnight, Song Shiwei and Xiaojun indeed developed a high fever.

Zhou Tingyue didn't dare to sleep, and didn't even dare to blink, for fear that she would suddenly feel unwell.

She would touch her forehead from time to time. Fortunately, he discovered it in time and quickly notified the nurse on duty, who gave them both a fever-reducing injection. He then filled it with hot water and kept wiping her forehead.

I hope she feels better.

Zhou Cheng was extremely anxious. He hadn't slept all night and just hoped that Song Shiwei would get better soon.

Xiao Cui was the same. She was so heartbroken that she would touch her brother from time to time to see if his fever had subsided.

They continued to tormented each other until dawn, when the temperature of both of them finally dropped.

Zhou Tingyue went to pour water. Xiao Cui looked at Zhou Cheng, who was sitting beside Song Shiwei's bed with a guilty look on his face, and couldn't help but say: "This sister is a good person. Although I don't know what's going on in your family, I still ask you not to hurt her!"

Zhou Cheng pursed his lips and said nothing.

Xiao Cui looked at Xiao Jun on the bed with a far-sighted gaze: "My brother and I have been without a father and a mother since we were young. We were raised by our grandparents. Our grandparents have always been in poor health, so my brother and I grew up eating at many different houses. We ate at this house today and at that house tomorrow..."

"To be honest, I envy you for having such good parents who treat you well, for having enough food to eat, enough clothes to wear, and for having someone who loves you and cares for you. You are not like my brother and I, who live a precarious life every day. I say this not to make anyone pity us, but to tell you how good your life is now. I hope you can cherish it..."

Zhou Cheng slowly raised his head and looked at Xiao Cui beside him. There was no pain or inferiority in her eyes, but rather full of envy and determination.

Zhou Cheng's heart suddenly felt like it was stabbed by something, and all his previous so-called thoughts seemed to have changed in an instant.

He lives too self-centered and doesn't care about other people's thoughts at all.

After this incident, he felt that the fog in front of him seemed to have dissipated a little, and Xiao Cui's words undoubtedly made him see the light.

At this moment, Song Shiwei frowned and slowly opened his eyes.

Zhou Cheng hurried forward.

"Mom, you're awake! Are you feeling uncomfortable anywhere?"

Song Shiwei, whose mind was still not fully recovered, was unable to react for a moment.

"You, what did you call me?"