Gu Qingyao checked it out, and found that she had a fever and a cold, which was too serious, and she was so young, her brain would burn out if she continued to burn like this.
Quickly took out some medicine from her small bag and gave him some medicine. Ever since she had space, Gu Qingyao had become used to carrying a small satchel on her body, taking things from it at any time.
Gu Qingyao took off the hard ragged padded jacket that was not warm at all, untied the big padded jacket on her body, and wrapped the child in her arms.
She has heat on her body, and the padded jacket is made of modern silk, soft, light and warm, but she has sewn the outside with the old materials now, so this kind of padded jacket is comfortable to wear.
Mu Mu had already passed out from the burn, when Gu Qingyao hugged him and put him in his arms, he slightly opened his eyes and took a look at Gu Qingyao, then passed out again.
He has lost his parents since he was a child, and he has almost never been hugged by a woman, and he has never experienced the feeling of being hugged by his mother.
He was brought up by his brothers when he was a child.
When Gu Qingyao hugged him into her arms, it was very warm, with a scent of fragrance. He immediately shrank into Gu Qingyao's arms, holding on to Gu Qingyao's clothes without letting go.
Gu Qingyao wrapped it up for him, and then said: "Hurry up, you have to take medicine after you go back, why is he so sick?"
A few people hurriedly followed Gu Qingyao to the Qinghe Brigade, Jiang Xun looked very guilty.
"It's my fault. Mumu was a little bit down yesterday. I was helping others with work and didn't care too much. Now that it's winter, I can't find anything to eat. I can only sit and eat. I'm afraid of the little food. It’s not enough to eat, and I will never miss anyone who can help others with some work in exchange for a stutter.”
"I've been working these two days. Pingping is with me. Xiaojing and Mumu are at home. When I came back tonight, Mumu was already sick and unconscious."
Gu Qingyao didn't say anything. These children are poor people. Jiang Xun didn't know how much effort he had put in to survive without starving to death.
After all, children's abilities are limited, and they are not very sensible. How can they take care of everything
With Mumu's appearance, if he hadn't met her, the child might not even be able to save his life.
In this era, the level of medical care is low. Many people have nowhere to go to see a doctor when they are sick. They can only carry it by themselves.
For a child as young as Mumu, life is particularly fragile.
"It's all right. Fortunately, I met him. I'll go back with me and take some medicine to raise him up. He will recover."
Jiang Jing, the youngest, was still crying, "Is my brother really okay? Will he die? The younger brother of the Shitou family is just like Mumu. He had a severe fever and couldn't wake up. Then he died..."
The child was frightened and ran all the way crying.
Gu Qingyao patted his head, "Good boy! My sister is a doctor. Your brother has already taken the medicine and will be fine. He is just asleep now, and he will wake up tomorrow morning to talk to you."
"Be obedient, don't cry!"
Except for the elder brother beside him, few people have coaxed him so gently. Jiang Jing sniffed, looked at Gu Qingyao, and said nothing.
Jiang Xun carried him on his back, and after a while, the child fell asleep on Jiang Xun's back.
Seeing this scene, Gu Qingyao sighed, Jiang Xun, at such a young age, it is really not easy to raise these children until now.
The snow was getting heavier and heavier, and after walking for nearly an hour, they finally arrived at Gu's house.