It started to rain heavily at night. After dinner, Qingzhi lay on the table and wrote while Shu Nuan taught her.
But Qingzhi today was obviously a little absent-minded. Shunuan touched her head and asked, "Is Qingzhi sleepy?"
Qingzhi slowly shook her head, put down the pen in her hand, and stretched out her little hand for a hug.
Shu Nuan hugged the little one into her arms and rubbed her hair, "How about we go to bed early?"
Qingzhi lay on her body and hugged her neck. He thought of something and closed his eyes. His eye circles slowly turned red. He couldn't help but rub Shu Nuan's neck randomly.
Shu Nuan could naturally feel the wetness on the little guy's face. She frowned slightly, separated Qingzhi slightly, looked down at her little face, and asked in a low voice: "Is Qingzhi unhappy?"
Qingzhi nodded and raised her little hand to rub her eyes, which turned even redder.
Shu Nuan gently held her little hand. Seeing the little guy's aggrieved look, he felt terribly distressed. "Have you waited too long for your mother?"
Qingzhi shook her head again, no longer willing to express anything, and hugged her neck tightly again, burying herself in her neck and closing her eyes, no matter what Shu Nuan said, she refused to make any reaction.
Shu Nuan always thought that he had neglected Qingzhi's feelings, and felt very guilty all night. Although Qingzhi was unhappy, he was only a four-year-old child after all, and he quickly fell asleep holding her neck.
After Shu Nuan took the child back to bed, she couldn't fall asleep.
Extremely regretful.
First, she collapsed in front of Qingzhi. Qingzhi was just a child. She would be scared when she saw herself like that.
But she ignored this and pretended that nothing had happened, thinking that being busy would prevent her from thinking about those bad things, but she ignored Qingzhi.
However, what Shunuan didn't expect was that that night, Qingzhi developed a high fever. Qingzhi was lying in her arms, her whole body was terribly hot and she was shaking violently.
Shunuan shouted several times but Qingzhi didn't wake up. Dangzhi picked up Qingzhi, wrapped him in a cloak and opened the door.
The rain outside hasn't stopped yet, and it's getting heavier.
Shu Nuan went back into the house and took out an oil-paper umbrella.
Maybe there was too much movement. Just a few steps into the corridor, Uncle Chen's door opened. Seeing her carrying Qingzhi out in the middle of the night, he was shocked and worried, so he quickly shouted: "What's wrong with Qingzhi?" ?”
Shu Nuan forced herself to calm down and replied in the rain: "She has a high fever. I'll take her to the doctor."
Uncle Chen was even more worried after hearing this. He also took out an umbrella and wanted to go with her. How could Shu Nuan trust him? Uncle Chen was old after all. It was raining heavily in the middle of the night. She had no reason to let Uncle Chen They went together and comforted Uncle Chen: "It's okay. I'll go out and hire a carriage. Uncle Chen, you go back to the house and rest. I'll come back and tell you if anything happens."
But that said, after Shu Nuan left Heng Mansion, the streets were dark and rainy in the middle of the night, cold and desolate. Not even a human being could be seen, let alone a carriage.
Shu Nuan has been in Beichuan for so many years and is very familiar with everything here. She took her child and went to all the nearby medical clinics she knew, but none of them were open. They were so lively and prosperous during the day. The street market was eerily deserted at this time. Apart from the sound of heavy rain and wind, nothing could be heard or seen.
Shu Nuan's back was soaked by the rain, but she wrapped Qingzhi lying on her shoulders with her cloak to prevent Qingzhi from getting wet by the rain.