Ji Mian used the fastest speed in his life to pull Fu Chenyu out of the snow.
But he was limited by his five-year-old body and his strength was limited.
Although he imagined himself to be heroic, in fact, in Lin Minzhi's eyes, his son was like a little rabbit gritting its teeth, kicking its legs hard, and every cell in its body was exerting strength to pull out the small radishes in the snow.
"babble--"
Little Radish Fu Chenyu was drowsy and was held limply by Ji Mian. His upper body was hugged and his lower body was dragged on the ground.
Lin Minzhi was anxious and amused, and quickly picked up both children.
She had a son of her own and couldn't bear to see any children suffer.
As soon as she touched Fu Chenyu's clothes, her face changed as if they were ice chips.
Lin Minzhi pressed her face against Fu Chenyu's forehead with full experience, not caring whether the child was dirty or not. She was startled by the scorching heat transmitted to her. She quickly stood up and carried Fu Chenyu to his house.
This kid, why is he still outside in such heavy snow? Doesn’t his family care?
Halfway through her hurried walk, Lin Minzhi slapped her head and remembered!
Fu Chenyu's house had been empty for a long time. In the morning, she seemed to see Aunt Chen taking her son away.
Lin Minzhi paused, thinking in disbelief:
Could it be that they left a five-year-old child at home?
How could someone do such a thing that is worse than an animal!
Seeing Fu Chenyu's current situation, Lin Minzhi immediately figured out the whole story.
For a moment, she felt a little angry.
Fu Chenyu's family situation is no secret. Lin Minzhi heard about it half a year ago. Ning Qian doesn't care much about his son.
But she thought, at least the Fu family had a nanny to take care of the child, so the child wouldn't be in such a miserable state.
Who knew this nanny was worse than a beast!
Fu Chenyu was delirious from the fever, breathing out but not in. Time was running out, so Lin Minzhi had no time to think about it. The first thing she did was to send the child to the hospital!
She hurried back home with the two children in her arms, found two sets of clothes, and wanted to change Ji Mian's wet clothes first.
What she didn't expect was that Ji Mian was very sensible. He clumsily changed his clothes by himself and helped Lin Minzhi a lot.
Lin Minzhi quickly took off Fu Chenyu's clothes and changed into dry clothes.
They were all baked in the stove, and the clothes still gave off warm heat at night.
She took out three hundred yuan from the box under her pillow.
Fortunately, business has been good during this period and she has saved a lot of money. Otherwise, if she encountered this situation, Lin Minzhi would really be at a loss.
Three hundred yuan is not a small amount of money for her.
But human life is at stake. Although Lin Minzhi felt pained, she acted quickly and rolled up the money and hugged the two children and put them into the tricycle.
The tricycle is used by Lin Minzhi to serve breakfast, and it is always wiped clean.
Before getting in the car, Lin Minzhi filled a hot water bottle and asked Ji Mian to hold it in his arms.
There was a small stool in the car, which was usually Ji Mian's exclusive seat. Now the small stool had become a thick blanket. Ji Mian hugged Fu Chenyu tightly, and the small hot water bottle was squeezed in their arms, allowing the two children to share the only warmth in the cold winter night.
It was still snowing heavily on New Year's Eve, and a large, mottled and worn umbrella could barely cover the two people's heads.
The road to the hospital was long and bumpy, which woke Fu Chenyu up.
He woke up very quietly, his mind was still a mess, his vision was blurry, and he couldn't see anything clearly.
But... so warm.
The milky scent of a child wafted into his nose, and the hand holding his shoulder was very tight, as if afraid that he would fall to the ground.
It has been a long time since I was hugged so tightly, as if I was being placed on the top of someone's heart. Fu Chenyu's mind was even confused.
Is he... saved?
"cold……"
Fu Chenyu's nose felt sore. Although he had been rescued, he felt more aggrieved than when he was in the snow just now.
Ji Mian heard the weak voice and wanted to reply to him, but ended up being torn to pieces and buried in the sea. Fu Chenyu's cold smile and his fox-like curved, emotionless eyes flashed through his mind as quickly as a horror movie.
His pupils contracted instantly due to fear, and the hand that was hugging Fu Chenyu also stiffened instantly.
After a long while, Ji Mian's heartbeat, which had accelerated due to fear, slowly calmed down.
He didn't say anything, but just silently stuffed all the hot water bottles into Fu Chenyu's arms.
The snow was still falling, and the road to the hospital was white and long.
However, from this moment on, Fu Chenyu never felt cold again.
"Luckily we brought him in early. If we had been any later, the child might have died." The doctor said, "I'll give him an IV drip to reduce his fever. Please go and pay the fee first."
When Lin Minzhi heard the result, she breathed a sigh of relief, and her heart, which had been pounding in her throat, fell into her chest.
After tossing and turning for most of the night, Lin Minzhi's stomach was already rumbling.
She was an adult and could resist hunger, but Ji Mian couldn't. He was so hungry that his chest was sticking to his back. Although his stomach was growling loudly, he sat obediently on the stool in the infusion room without saying a word.
Lin Minzhi couldn't bear to see her son go hungry, so she asked the nurses in the hospital to borrow a small kitchen, and asked them to buy some rice and cook a bowl of porridge for Ji Mian.
Due to limited ingredients, she could only put some minced meat, chopped green onions and ginger into the white porridge, beat an egg into it, and simmer it slowly.
After a while, the porridge became extremely thick and the fragrance spread in the small infusion room.
Lin Minzhi blew on the porridge and asked Ji Mian to wait until it cooled down before eating it, while she went to pay Fu Chenyu first.
Ji Mian held the porridge and ate it in small mouthfuls. After a while, the aroma of the porridge woke up the hungry Fu Chenyu. He made a "hmm" sound and slowly opened his eyes.
The white ceiling of the hospital came into view, followed by the IV bottles.
Fu Chenyu turned his head and looked at the "culprit" who woke him up - Ji Mian who was sitting beside the bed.
The air suddenly fell silent, and the two looked at each other in silence. Fu Chenyu's excellent memory immediately reminded him who the person in front of him was.
The little mute who was in the same class with him.
It seems to be called...Mianmian.
Was it he who saved him?
Fu Chenyu remembered those eyes. The moment he fainted, those eyes were filled with self-blame and worry.
An ordinary five-year-old child would not think too much, but the talented Fu Chenyu was confused. He and Ji Mian had no connection at all, so why did Ji Mian blame himself?
And now... why is there a barely perceptible trace of fear in his eyes?
Is he afraid of himself?
“Gugu——”
The growling of Fu Chenyu's stomach broke the silence.
After all, he is just a child. Although he thinks a lot, he cannot resist hunger.
However, his self-esteem did not allow him to ask for food.
So, Fu Chenyu gradually turned his face to the side, leaving only half of Ji Mian's face covered by bangs.
When Ji Mian saw this scene, he complained silently in his heart: He is worthy of being a big boss... He is so ruthless to his savior.
However, this was not beyond Ji Mian's expectations.
The original novel mentioned that Fu Chenyu is an ungrateful person who can never be tamed.
Even his white moonlight Su Luoyu, when she tried to warm him up at the beginning, was rejected, ridiculed and mocked countless times by Fu Chenyu.
Finally, with Su Luoyu's unremitting efforts, Fu Chenyu finally realized that Su Luoyu was not pitying him, but really wanted to be good to him. Only then did he untie the knot in his heart and accept Su Luoyu.
If Bai Yueguang is treated like this, can he, a cannon fodder substitute, get better treatment?
Ji Mian was glad in his heart, this was a good thing.
He had already risked his life to save him, and now that they had come into contact, he felt both scared and worried.
That person will kill you!
It would be great if Fu Chenyu could just turn his back on him, be "ungrateful" and forget about him completely!
“Gugugugugu——”
Fu Chenyu's stomach rumbled even louder. The half of his face that was turned to the side, and the tip of his ear that was exposed from under his hair, was slightly red.
Ji Mian: ...
"My name is Ji Mian." Finally, Ji Mian spoke, and his crisp voice broke the silence: "Are you hungry?"
Fu Chenyu didn't say anything. Ji Mian knew that the boss would never show weakness on his own initiative.
If I gave him food like Su Luoyu did, Fu Chenyu would probably overturn the bowl on the spot.
Today's sensitive and self-deprecating bosses will probably regard all the concern as charity and pity.
Bai Yueguang's chocolates were all thrown into the trash can.
Not to mention the porridge that serves as a cannon fodder stand-in!
Ji Mian persevered and said seriously: "I can share my porridge with you, but it's not for free."
Hearing this, Fu Chenyu's eyelashes trembled slightly.
Ji Mian used all his acting skills to speak calmly, "You have to help me with my winter vacation math homework."
The middle class of Liming Kindergarten already has their winter vacation homework, which is addition and subtraction within ten, with a total of fifty questions.
For a five-year-old child, this is quite a challenge.
For Ji Mian, who has a "low IQ", this is undoubtedly a heavenly book.
Therefore, Fu Chenyu had no doubt about this reason.
He finally turned his head, and the moment Ji Mian saw his gloomy eyes, he subconsciously wanted to stay away from him.
Like the instinct of small animals to escape from wild beasts.
Ji Mian tried hard to convince himself not to be nervous or afraid, as the eldest brother was only five years old.
But after his memory merged with the original owner's, he was greatly influenced by the original owner's personality and was suppressed by the plot of the book. It is impossible for him to say that he is not afraid of his enemies.
Fu Chenyu had a needle in his right hand and his left hand was frostbitten. He stared at the white hospital sheet with his eyelashes drooping, as if he wanted to poke a hole in it.
Ji Mian noticed his embarrassment, mustered up the courage to drag the stool forward a little, slowly scooped a spoonful of porridge with his hand, put it to his mouth and blew on it twice.
When he handed it to Fu Chenyu's mouth, he carefully maintained his persona, "looking reluctant", and "tangled" said: "You must do my homework for me."
It was as if he had made a great decision and was reluctant to give up this mouthful of porridge...
Fu Chenyu pursed his lips, silent like a painting.
Ji Mian raised his hand with difficulty, the spoon trembling, but he did not take a step back.
After a long time, Fu Chenyu's muffled voice was heard in the silent infusion room.
"My name is Fu Chenyu."
Then, Ji Mian's hand paused slightly.
Fu Chenyu bit the spoon and swallowed the porridge.
The aroma of meat and rice lingered in Fu Chenyu's mouth, allowing him to eat the first normal food that year.
With a "click", Ji Mian stared blankly at the back of his hand as a hot teardrop fell on it.
There were very few people in the infusion room on New Year's Eve.
In the lonely hall, only a color TV set on a cupboard was replaying the Spring Festival Gala. Songs echoed lingeringly, welcoming the arrival of 1998:
"Meet under the silver moonlight;"
"Meet in warm affection;"
"Come, come, let's meet at 98;"
"Come on, come on, let's meet in 1998."
“…”
When Lin Minzhi pushed open the door of the infusion room, both children were already asleep from exhaustion.
A silver moon outside the window emitted a faint light, shining on the empty bowl of porridge on the table.
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