Ahem, cough, dusty wind coughed weakly, and his body would convulsions every time he coughed, and he was so uncomfortable that he couldn't sit up straight, his face became more and more ugly, and the high fever never went away. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

How can this be? Du Lingshi saw the pain in her eyes, and she was so anxious that she didn't know what to do.

Come, get up, my sister will pour you boiling water to drink, warm your stomach, maybe it will be more comfortable. The dust wind lay softly on Du Lingshi's body, and Du Lingshi had to wrap him in a quilt and carry him to pour boiling water.

Du Lingshi is only eleven years old and has no strength, but Chenfeng is young, and his body is already smaller than that of children of the same age, so he is only one or twenty pounds, and Du Lingshi is not very difficult to hold.

However, it is indeed a little inconvenient to work individually.

Older sister ...

What's wrong brother?

Will Mom never come back? Dustwind's expression was very sad, this was the first thing he asked when he came back here.

Brother, don't think about it so much, you still have your sister and aunt, and your aunt and sister will treat you like your own family, okay?

Like my mother, would you say that you will be with me for the rest of your life? Dustwind asked in a low voice. The voice was a little scared and timid.

"Yes, my sister and aunt will be with my brother for the rest of my life." However, the younger brother should be obedient and live well, okay? Du Lingshi looked at the dust and said warmly. Coupled with the crisp and pleasant voice and the immature face, it looks extraordinarily kind and doting. Perhaps this is the most genuine and touching feeling that comes out of this age.

"Sister, I miss my mother..." Dusty Wind couldn't help but have tears in his eyes.

Poor child. If you want to cry, cry out, my mother said that crying would be more comfortable.

Du Lingshi comforted him while helping him wipe his tears. Although Du Lingshi is only eleven years old, she has been very smart and sensible since she was a child, so she was praised by the teacher as a talented girl in the class.

Come, take a sip of hot water. Du Lingshi took good care of Dusty Wind and was worried about him all the time.

"Sister, my head hurts, I want to sleep."

Okay, sleep. Du Lingshi put down the dust wind and went to sleep, and it was not until five o'clock in the afternoon that she woke up from her coma. He had a high fever, which is why his body was so tired.

At this time, Du Lingshi's mother had already returned, and she had already prepared dinner, and she could eat it when she woke up.

She has arranged everything else, and when she eats, she can deal with the funeral of Mother Dusty Wind. Because Dustwind's home had collapsed, there was no way to cook and entertain the funeral masters over there, so Dustwind's mother had to invite them to eat in a small restaurant, and then go to Dustwind's house to do things.

And he came back with the dust and wind. Although the dust is small and he is sick, he is his sister's only son, so he can't help but be present and wear linen and filial piety.

Child, when you wake up, your aunt will boil you wind and ginger porridge, which can reduce the fever, and your aunt will feed you. Saying that, Yang Yinghong sat on the edge of the bed with Chenfeng in her arms, holding him with one hand and feeding him with the other.

After dinner, they drove to Liangxi Village. Liangxi Village is very lively, because there are more people who die here, there are more than a dozen in total, so the funeral is naturally grand, this is done collectively, and there are more masters invited. They did the Dharma in the lobby of the group.

All family members have to wear linen and filial piety, dusty wind, Du Lingshi, and Yang Yinghong are no exception.

Overnight, the family members of each family cried with red eyes and a voice of grief. At six o'clock in the morning of the next day, the coffins of the dead of each family were nailed out of the mountain, because this is a rural area, and the dead in the family are buried on the mountain.

Dusty Wind watched his mother be buried, and after sweeping the coffin, he fainted sadly. His aunt took care of the rest for him, and then took him back to her home in a coma.

Mom, Mom, I, I'm cold, it's cold.

In his sleep, the dust wind kept shouting to his mother, not only that, but he also shrunk his body and kept shouting cold, the quilt had covered three beds, but he still couldn't restrain the cold in his body.

While heartbroken, I had a high fever that didn't go away, and now I have a cold. This kind of pain falling on a five-year-old child is really distressing and unbearable.

Dust's aunt had no other choice but to sleep with him, hoping to warm him a little more.

For the funeral of Chenfeng's mother, she has almost spent her family's savings. is a poor family, the family economy is very tight, and this suddenly took out tens of thousands of yuan to handle the funeral of the dust wind family, so it is very difficult for the dust Yinghong family now, but she did not care about the dust wind because of this, but she has already made up her mind, no matter what, she must cure the dust wind and raise him as an adult.

Dusty Wind slept for a day and a night, but still didn't wake up, and at dawn that day, Yang Yinghong took Dusty Wind to the hospital. Du Lingshi also wanted to go with her, but her mother didn't let her, she had to go to school, and she couldn't help much if she went, so she had to be obedient and go to school.

Yang Yinghong came to the county people's hospital with Chenfeng in a coma, and after diagnosis, Chenfeng's condition made her very worried. Chenfeng's condition is worrying, the body is cold, resulting in a very weak body, plus a high fever does not go away, if the fever cannot be reduced within two days, it is likely to become mentally retarded dementia.

Not only that, but because of the pain of losing his mother, his heart was depressed, which led to poor breathing, and his condition became more serious. It's already happening with the sling.

Fortunately, there is such a good aunt who has been taking care of him carefully, otherwise, Chenfeng really doesn't know if he can survive until now.

He was still unconscious, and his aunt wrapped him in a small quilt and put him on his lap, lying down to get a needle.

Today's hanging water is four bottles, all of which are fever-reducing medicines, and the doctor also prescribed medicine to ward off cold, and he will come to the hospital for injections and examinations within a week in the future.

After Du Lingshi got out of school, she returned home and saw that there was no one at home, she didn't care about eating or doing her homework, so she went to the hospital with her schoolbag on her back. In the morning, her mother told her that she was going to the People's Hospital.

She was concerned about her brother's safety and couldn't wait to find out what was going on. She got on the bus and walked to the People's Hospital. When she came to the hospital, Du Lingshi hurried to the outpatient building, and then asked the nurse to find out where her brother and mother were.

Mom, Mom, what's going on with my brother? Du Lingshi asked before she could get closer. The road was so hurried that she was so tired that she was panting, and although it was very cold, she was sweating on her forehead.

"Shhhh Have you eaten? ”

Not yet.

Why don't you eat first? You're growing up, and you're going to starve if you don't eat on time.

"Mom, I'm sorry, I desperately want to know about my brother's situation, so I didn't care about it so much, Du Lingshi said a little aggrieved, for fear that her mother would blame her."

Okay, you care about your brother, this time your mother won't blame you, but you have to eat on time in the future.

Good mom. Then tell me about my brother's condition.

"Hey, this child is really miserable, the situation is worrying, if the high fever does not go away in the past two days, it will burn out the brain and become a mentally retarded dementia."

What, so serious? No, Mom, you have to find a way, my brother must not become a demented child. Du Lingshi said emotionally.

Don't be afraid, child, Mom believes that this child has gone through so many hardships, God will definitely open his eyes. He will definitely survive this level, kid, don't be afraid.

Mom, I don't want anything to happen to my brother. Du Lingshi was so frightened that she cried.

Silly boy, who doesn't want him to be fine. Mom comforted her and wiped her tears.

Mom, my brother sleeps so soundly, you see, his cute and white face is as cute and beautiful as a girl. Du Lingshi said with a smile.

yes, what a good-looking child, just as good-looking as you were when you were a child. It's such a distressing face. Yang Yinghong said as she spoke, her eyes were red. Think about how bumpy this child's life is.

Soon after he was born, his father left, and now he is only five years old, a child who has just been weaned, and his mother is gone again, and he has been helpless since then. Thinking of this, Dust Sakura couldn't help but redden.

Child, in the future, we must love him more, let him feel warm, feel love, you know?

"Well, don't worry, Mom, I will, I want to be with my brother for the rest of my life, love him for the rest of my life, and take care of him." Du Lingshi pursed her lips and said firmly.

"Hehe, silly boy". Listening to Du Lingshi's cover-up, Yang Yinghong was amused. Du Lingshi's words, she naturally won't take them seriously, because this is a child's words. However, she believes that her daughter will definitely take care of Dusty Wind as her own brother.

Sister... At this time, Dusty Wind had woken up in a daze.

Brother, you're awake, that's great, hee-hee.

"The potion is also finished, we can go back."

Mom, give my brother a hug.

It's cold, so let my mother hold it, and wait for it to get cold.

No, Mom, I will love my brother very much. Right, brother? Du Lingshi looked at the dust wind and said with a smile.

Well. Dusty Wind felt the doting of his aunt and sister, and a warmth naturally gave birth to in his heart. He smiled at his sister.

Then I'll have to ask my brother if he wants you to hug him. Feng'er, do you want your sister to hug you?

Hmm... Dustwind nodded.

Hehe, this kid has always liked you as a cousin. Okay, let you hug him, but you have to be careful not to fall him.

Good mom. Hee-hee... Du Lingshi happily took the dust wind.