Chapter 576 Illness
The first day passed smoothly.
Wait until evening.
As the sun is about to set, the setting sun on the seaside renders the surrounding clouds gorgeous.
Fu Chao didn't pay much attention to this. He walked out of the house worriedly.
"Zhizhi..."
He was about to ask how Yiyi was doing.
Soul conversion is really unbelievable.
In addition, the live broadcast is still on, and Fu Chao is always a little worried in front of so many viewers.
He originally wanted to ask what was going on, but he saw Nanzhi sitting on the edge of the bed worriedly.
"What's wrong?"
Fu Chao said with a high heart.
Nanzhi reluctantly pulled the corner of his mouth:
“It must be a fever.”
Fu Chao was extremely surprised:
"How could it be! Aren't you fine and active during the day? Why..."
He suddenly thought of a possibility and gave Nanzhi a questioning look.
Nanzhi nodded imperceptibly.
Fu Chao sighed.
He knew that it was indeed related to the soul transformation.
It's strange to say.
Obviously Yiyi is still healthy, so why is it Anan’s turn that the belated illness is coming with such force?
Could it be that this disease does not affect the body but the soul?
Of course Fu Chao felt that these messy ideas were unreliable.
He quickly stopped and focused on Anan himself.
"Have you taken your temperature? Have you given medicine? Have you called a doctor?"
Fu Chao asked a lot of questions in succession, and you could tell by looking at him that he had worked hard in this area and was very professional.
Nanzhi nodded and told what he had done one by one:
"...It's not very serious. It's just a bit, well, a nightmare."
I measured the temperature in Nanzhi and it was 38 degrees, not particularly high.
However, Anan has been stuck in a nightmare, unable to wake up, and occasionally talks in his sleep.
Nanzhi removed the microphone on the grounds that it was uncomfortable to sleep with because it was worn on her body.
So these words can only be heard by Nanzhi who is close, not the audience.
And the sleep talk that Anan would say...
Probably "I was wrong", "Mom, save me" and countless "whys".
Nanzhi's eyes became astringent after hearing this.
Fu Chao took a few steps closer and felt uncomfortable when he heard clearly what Anan was saying.
"I...I'm going to get a basin of water! Wipe the child's body!"
Fu Chao quickly found a reason to go out.
He was afraid that if he stayed and heard what Anan said again, he would burst into tears.
However, his behavior was not sudden, so the audience did not become suspicious.
Especially now that all the audience’s attention is on the sick Nan Yi——
[I am also surprised, why is he sick now? 】
【I guess it’s because I ran too hard today. I got caught in the rain yesterday. I guess the wind and cold haven’t healed yet, and it all came out as soon as I got tired. 】
【Yesterday? What happened yesterday? 】
[You don’t know that the island was hit by a storm? The small house in Nanzhi Nanyi was blown down! 】
【Oh my God! Why haven't I heard of it at all? What do the show crew eat? Even this kind of thing can happen! 】
【Actually, it’s not that exaggerated. The house was blown down or something. The house is obviously still very strong. Is it OK? 】
【The children are all sick, is there any point in worrying about this? Sister Zhi is so worried. Sure enough, it would be better to contact the program team and ask them to send medical staff over. 】
【I feel that Nanzhi's expression is very complicated, as if she is not just worried about her child getting sick. Fu Chao's expression looked a little strange. 】
[I’ve taken it. The children are sick. Can you stop your imagination and rumors? 】
……
Perhaps some viewers have keener intuition and noticed the subtle differences between Yiyi and Anan.
But more people have not discovered it, and will not believe this nonsense. Under the louder noise, naturally no one paid attention to this little doubt.
As for Nanzhi, her mind is not on the live broadcast at all right now.
She just used her palms to stroke Anan's soft hair over and over again.
"Well, mom is here..."
She murmured, hoping to pass these words to Anan's ears.
The power of thoughts is powerful.
After a while, Anan stopped talking in his sleep and fell asleep a little more peacefully.
Just at this moment, Fu Chao came in with a basin of cold water.
He asked Nanzhi to wipe Anan's body with a wet towel.
The southern branches should come down.
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Fu Chao was followed by Qing Xi. He stood on tiptoe and glanced at him from a distance, with a regretful tone:
"...Auntie, can I really not come in?"
Nanzhi turned around. , quickly waved his hand and said:
"Get out quickly, it will be bad if you get infected."
Although Anan caught a cold caused by being exposed to the rain, it is probably not contagious.
But what if?
Qingxi is a child and her health is not as good as that of adults. It would be bad if she accidentally got into trouble and both children got sick.
Qingxi puffed up her cheeks unhappily:
"Then, when Yiyi wakes up, you must call me! I will come over to see him as soon as possible!"< br>
Qingxi also emphasized that her uncle and aunt should not forget about her.
Fu Chao turned around and picked him up and went out:
"I know, I know, little nagging."
After the two of them went out, Nanzhi wet the towel and opened Anan's clothes. The clothes were wiped down one after another.
Coupled with the effect of taking the medicine, Anan's flushed cheeks became much normal, and he no longer shivered, looking much calmer.
While wiping the back, Anan still opened his eyes, and saw something in Nanzhi from the haze.
"...Mom?"
Is he dreaming?
Nanzhi put the towel back into the basin:
"Are you awake?"
The sound of rushing water made Anan's consciousness clearer.
He looked down and saw his open clothes, and immediately rolled up his clothes shyly and rolled into the quilt.
Nanzhi couldn’t laugh or cry:
“Be careful, you still have a fever.”
Anan realized later that he was getting sick.
He is a little strange:
"I still have a fever?"
Nanzhi felt funny and subconsciously said:
"You are not an iron man, how come you don't have a fever?"
Suddenly, she Silence.
I also realized——
In the past, Anan might not have had a fever.
It’s not that he is so healthy that he never gets sick.
But even if you get sick, because no one cares about you, you don’t have the awareness to take care of yourself.
His surprise and surprise now were all stabbing her heart.
Nanzhi pretended to be nonchalant and naturally changed the subject:
"Okay, mommy will take care of you. Get some rest and get well soon."
Anan didn't think about it that much.
He just rubbed the pillow with some attachment, rarely showing the innocent yearning of a child:
"It's good to be sick."
"Fool, what are you talking about, sick? How can it be good? ”
Nanzhi deliberately pretended to be angry.
Anan was really frightened and waved his hands repeatedly:
“I know, I know, it’s not good to be sick!”
Nanzhi couldn’t help laughing.