After the cannon fodder mission was completed, the younger male protagonist went crazy

She subconsciously called out, "Wu De!" The baby is sick!

However, her calls went unanswered, and the only sounds in the empty room were her own voice and the baby's rapid breathing.

After leaving the bed, her body temperature dropped rapidly, and the cold wind coming in through the window gap suddenly made her shiver.

She suddenly realized that Wude had not returned yet.

Maybe it was because of the cold weather, the sick baby, or the empty room, but an inexplicable fear gripped her heart.

Perhaps he was in too much pain, little Qiao Wenzhou was restless even in his dreams. His limbs were twisting and he uttered a very low mumbling sound that sounded like crying.

"Um...Mom..."

Such a voice suddenly brought Ye Wenxin back to her senses. She quickly bent down and gently stroked the top of Qiao Wenzhou's head with her palm, "Baby, don't be afraid. Ah, mommy is here. Baby, don't be afraid..."

Her voice was very soft, but it couldn't hide the slight tremor in it.

Perhaps because he heard his mother's voice, little Qiao Wenzhou slowly calmed down and fell asleep again, but his breathing was still very loud, wheezing, which did not sound like a sound a three-year-old child could make.

He was breathing very, very hard.

Seeing this scene, Ye Wenxin suddenly burst into tears.

"Baby...my baby..."

As if she was afraid that her voice would wake up little Qiao Wenzhou, her crying was very suppressed.

Not daring to waste time, she quickly got out of bed and put on her clothes. At the same time, she took out a small quilt from the cupboard and carefully wrapped little Qiao Wenzhou.

During the whole process, she tried to move as quietly as possible because she was afraid of waking up little Qiao Wenzhou.

She held little Qiao Wenzhou in her arms and put an umbrella around her waist. She turned off the lights, opened the door, and stepped into the darkness.

Her baby didn't look well and she didn't dare to leave him till tomorrow.

Now, she had to walk to the town eight miles away to take her baby to the doctor.

Because the family bicycle was taken away by Qiao Wude, and it was already the middle of the night, she couldn't take the bus to town, and she was embarrassed to wake others up at this time.

In this village, she only feels a sense of belonging to her own small family.

It's only eight miles. If she walks faster, she will be there soon.

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but quicken her pace.

In the pitch-black night, there were only a few stars in the sky that seemed to be about to go out. There was no light from the moon, and the surroundings were almost pitch dark.

But it doesn’t matter, she is very familiar with this road and she can walk along it smoothly even if she can’t see.

In the vast darkness, there were only the occasional cries of crows and the rustling of weeds in the cold wind.

At first, Ye Wenxin would be frightened by such a sound.

The complete silence, without any human sound, can easily arouse fear in the dark night.

Ye Wenxin was not immune either.

She was just a woman who wasn't very strong.

Moreover, the temperature outside was lower than she had expected. The cold wind scraped her cheeks like a knife, and the extremely low temperature quickly robbed her of the only warmth left in her body.

She felt like she was about to freeze, she felt like the blood in her body had stopped flowing, she even felt like she could no longer exhale hot air.

Her body was as stiff as iron, but her steps did not stop, and she was still moving towards her destination.

She used her red, frozen hands to gather up her scarf, hat and quilt that had been blown askew by the cold wind.

At the same time, she subconsciously turned little Qiao Wenzhou's cheek towards her arms so that he would not be blown by the cold wind.

She lowered her head and walked quickly down the mountain.

Slowly, the only sound in her ears was her own wheezing breathing, and the terrifying cries of the crows seemed to be getting farther and farther away from her.

After walking for an unknown amount of time, her body gradually warmed up.

Humans are like this. Even in extreme cold, as long as they exercise, they can always gain some warmth.

This is the case with Ye Wenxin.

But this was not the case for little Qiao Wenzhou, who was held motionless in her arms.

His body temperature should have dropped quickly in the cold, but he was sick, his immune cells were going crazy in his body, and his body temperature remained in an abnormal range.

He could feel the cold outside, but at the same time his body temperature was hot.

Hot and cold was how he felt.

Although Ye Wenxin tried very hard, he still felt a jolt, which made him even more uncomfortable.

Soon, he woke up from his sticky dream.

"Mom..." he called out breathlessly.

Hearing the sound, Ye Wenxin immediately lowered her head and said in a very gentle voice: "Ah, the baby is awake?"

Xiao Qiao Wenzhou responded dully, "Yeah."

The little head nodded, and he asked in a hoarse voice: "Mom, where are we going?"

Without stopping, she responded softly, "Baby is sick. Mommy needs to take you to see a doctor."

As if he was a little slow, Xiao Qiao Wenzhou said "oh" a little slowly, and then he said nothing more.

Perhaps because of worry, perhaps because of fear, or perhaps because of fatigue, Ye Wenxin tried again and again to communicate with Xiao Qiao Wenzhou, even though most of the time Xiao Qiao Wenzhou would only give a simple response, or simply not speak.

"Baby, how do you feel now?"

"Uncomfortable..."

She asked hurriedly, her voice a little flustered, "Uncomfortable? Where do you feel uncomfortable? Baby, can mommy tell me?"

He stopped talking, "..."

She turned to ask something else, "Baby, where else do you feel uncomfortable?"

Mumbling sound, "I'm cold..."

She repeated subconsciously, "Cold?"

A sticky, half-awake voice said, "Hmm... hot..."

"..." After a pause, she said with some difficulty: "...Baby, we will be there soon, don't be afraid, mom will definitely take you to the hospital..."

"You'll be fine soon. Just take the medicine and you'll be fine soon..."

"After you take the medicine, you won't feel hot anymore, and when we get home, you won't feel cold anymore..."

"It will be quick, baby, just hold on a little longer..."

She kept talking, and there was a hint of tears in her voice.

She is a somewhat cowardly woman who has not experienced much hardship.

When she was still at home, she relied on her parents, and after getting married, she relied on her husband.

And now, in the dark night and the cold wind, she has no parents or husband, and she only has a baby who needs to rely on herself...

She was all alone, and she couldn't help feeling a little scared.

In particular, she could feel that her baby seemed to be getting colder and colder...

She is hot and he is cold.

There is an extreme temperature contrast between her and him.

Also, her baby didn't seem to be moving much...which made her even more scared.

Cold and motionless, she could only think of one thing, that is... a dead person...

"Baby...baby...baby..." she called again and again.

The cold wind poured into her mouth and scraped her throat fiercely. Every word seemed to carry a bloody breath.

She held her baby in her arms and quickly walked down the mountain.

She was already very fast, but there was still no end in sight.

So far... How can it be so far...

she does not know.

She could only hear her own calls and the faint breathing in her arms.

Finally, when she was about to despair, a small response came from her arms.

"Um...Mom..."

In an instant, a sudden surge of courage suddenly surged into her heart, accompanied by an indescribable power.

She was no longer confused or afraid.

She went quickly down the mountain.

At the same time, she responded with a smile, “Yeah, Mom is here.”

"Mother……"

"Ah."

"Mother……"

"Well, I'm here."

No matter how small the call of 'Mom' is, she will always respond with 'Yeah, I'm here'.

Although the voices were faint, she felt truly filled with joy when she heard the calls.

So she quickened her pace.

It’s almost there, it’s almost there, really almost there. At this speed, she would be able to reach town in less than half an hour.