Chapter 45 - 45 Shadow

45 Shadow

Only then did Qu Zhi realize that the child was breathing heavily.

Sisi was curled up in her little blanket. Her forehead was covered in sweat and her cheeks were red. Her little fists were clenched tightly and she fell asleep without a sound. It was obvious that she had no strength to cry from the fever.

She touched the child’s back and realized that her clothes were already drenched.

Qu Zhi suddenly recalled that Huang Qing had carried the child and was enjoying the breeze by the window today. No wonder the child was so sick. She had probably caught a cold from the breeze.

Qu Zhi gently carried Sisi out of the cradle. Sisi raised her head to look at her in a daze, then turned her head and gently laid on her body. Sisi’s face was burning hot, but her hands were cold. It was so cold that Qu Zhi shivered.

!!

She quickly carried Sisi and knocked on Sister Song’s door.

“What should we do? Let’s go see a doctor.” Sister Song thought that she could help Sisi get rid of her fever by staying at home, but seeing how sick Sisi was, she couldn’t bear to let the child suffer.

Liang Wen wanted to go to the hospital as well, but he couldn’t do much. Qu Zhi asked him to stay at home with the two children.

However, Liang Wen still came down. He stopped a cab and told the driver to drive steadily. Then, he stood outside and watched them leave.

On the way, Sisi was also very obedient and didn’t say a word. This made Qu Zhi’s heart ache even more. She didn’t know whether to hug Sisi or untie her blanket. It was Sister Song who couldn’t stand it anymore and snatched the child away.

“What kind of Mother are your Mother? Do she treat your child like a toy?” In fact, her heart ached for Sisi as well, but the way Qu Zhi was tormenting the child made her uncomfortable.

Sister Song loosened the blanket on the child to make her feel better.

Qu Zhi suddenly felt a lump in her throat. She hurriedly wiped away her tears, but Sister Song still saw it.

“Tell me, what can I do to make your Mother behave?” Sister Song sighed. “I’ll say something silly. Can’t you guys just cut off all ties? ”

Severing ties was a rare sight in this era.

Usually, this would only happen when the child committed a grave mistake. Normally, the family would at most cause a ruckus and live their own lives when they grew up. No one would think of severing their relationship with the child, but this sentence reminded Qu Zhi.

Why didn’t she think of severing ties!

When they arrived at the hospital, Sisi finally began to cry weakly in her arms. Looking at this small child, Qu Zhi’s heart was about to clench. She suddenly thought of the times when Chuchu was sick and her cries could be heard from miles away.

Chuchu had so much strength that she cried with energy.

And Sisi? He was trembling in her arms like a little bird.

Qu Zhi wanted to cry again.

Sister Song pushed her away. “You’re already a mother of two children. Why are you still crying?”

The doctor looked at Sisi, touched her forehead, and wrote down the medicine without looking up. “The wind must be blowing. You have to wrap the child up tightly in this weather.

He shook the thermometer and stuffed it into the child’s arms. “Hold it for a minute.”

Sisi felt uncomfortable. Her small hands tugged at Qu Zhi’s collar as she buried herself in her mother’s arms and cried.

As she cried, Qu Zhi couldn’t hold back her tears anymore, and they started to well up in her eyes.

The doctor glanced at the thermometer. “The child is still young and has a weak immune system. This is normal. Don’t worry.” He handed the prescription over. “Go get some black bean paste for children and some syrup for children’s cold. Take it back to warm up, but be careful not to let her drenched in sweat.”

Perhaps it was because Qu Zhi looked too pitiful, the doctor sighed, “New mothers worry easily. My son also had a high fever when he was young. When he’s older, he can take some vitamins and his immune system will improve.”

Qu Zhi nodded. She decided to eat more so that Sisi could absorb more1.

It was already late at night when they got home. The three of them quickly prepared the child’s medicine.

Sisi’s fever subsided very quickly and she finally looked more comfortable. She stopped fusing and after drinking her milk, she laid on Qu Zhi’s body and fell asleep.

“Look at you. What did the doctor say? He already said that you’re a new Mother.” Sister Song smiled and scratched her quivering nose. “Look at how flustered you are. As if you’ve never given birth to Chuchu.”

After finally coaxing Sisi to sleep, Sister Song was about to leave the room when she exclaimed, “Oh my, my little ancestor! Why aren’t you asleep yet?”

Standing at the door was Chuchu, who was hugging her little rabbit doll. She looked at Qu Zhi with teary eyes, hesitating if she should come in.

“Mommy, I’m scared!”