Fang Qing wanted to exchange some more, but Xiao Dou interrupted her.
[It's no use. The system shows that Little Persimmon's lifespan ends tonight. Giving him ginseng pills will only prolong his suffering.]
By the moonlight, Fang Qing's gaze fell on the child's face with his eyes tightly closed.
"Even a few hours will do, at least he can see his brother one last time."
She knew the regret of not being able to see her loved ones before she died was unbearable.
As she spoke, Fang Qing exchanged another ginseng pill and fed it to Xiao Shizi.
Fang Qing met Fang Zhu at the crack of dawn.
He ran back, having lost one of his shoes. He looked flustered. When he entered the yard and saw the scene, he paused for a moment before running towards us.
Zhao was awakened and pulled Fang Qing to make way for Fang Zhu.
"Little Persimmon, wake up!"
Even though his body was trembling, he still controlled his strength so as not to frighten his younger brother.
"It's my brother, my brother is back."
Little Persimmon really did open his eyes.
His face was so thin that only his eyes remained.
Fang Zhu felt heartbroken and shed tears.
"elder brother."
The child, who was on the verge of death, sat up and looked at Fang Qing with gratitude in his bright eyes.
He knew he was able to see his brother now because Fang Qing had helped him.
"That's great, I'm so glad you're alright. I'll earn some money soon, and I'll take you to the county town this time. I'll never let you suffer again."
Fang Zhu thought Xiao Shizi was better, and her tears turned into laughter.
The two brothers were talking about their bright future, but Fang Qing felt a lump in her throat and looked away.
She knew that Xiao Shizi was really dying, and this was probably just a last gasp before he died.
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