After the mother was reborn, she was deeply involved in the battle for favor between her sons

After Ji Zeqiu fell ill, the crew needed to take leave, and other announcements were also postponed.

The agent was extremely anxious and even advised Ji Zeqiu many times to go to the hospital for an IV drip so that he would recover faster.

However, his stubborn temper came up and he refused to leave and insisted on waiting for Wen Li here.

The agent was afraid that he would go crazy due to the fever, so he could only find some antipyretic medicine for him, while praying that Wen Li would come quickly and persuade this gentleman to go to the hospital.

But from dawn to dusk, the agent made five or six calls with Ji Zeqiu's cell phone, but no one answered.

He was pacing anxiously at the entrance of the hotel when suddenly an idea flashed through his mind and he thought of someone.

Shen Qingtang.

She is somewhat similar to Wen Li. Anyway, Ji Zeqiu is so dizzy from the fever that he may not be able to tell the two apart.

Just as the agent was seriously thinking about this possibility, the phone finally rang.

He didn't even have time to check the caller ID. After answering the call, he hurriedly said, "Miss Wen, where are you? If you don't come over, Ze Qiu will faint from the fever!"

"What do you mean he fainted from fever? What happened to him?" The person on the other end of the phone paused for a moment, and the clear voice was tinged with panic.

That is a different tone from Wenli.

The agent looked at the caller ID and found that the person calling was not Wen Li, but Lin Xu.

When did they exchange contact information?

As soon as a wisp of doubtful smoke rose, it was interrupted by Lin Xu's anxious urging.

"Brother Zhao, please tell me! What happened to Zeqiu?"

Under her urging, the agent told her about Ji Zeqiu's condition.

Lin Xu asked about the location of the hotel again, said he would be there soon, and hung up the phone.

The agent didn't have to wait long this time. She arrived in half an hour although it was dozens of kilometers away from the city.

At least some people came.

The agent thought so and opened the door to welcome her in. "You are finally here. Zeqiu's condition seems to be more serious..."

Lin Xu walked over and saw that Ji Zeqiu's cheeks were flushed red. He was clutching the quilt tightly in front of his chest, as if he was having a nightmare. Sweat was oozing from his forehead and he was breathing heavily anxiously.

Lin Xu reached out and touched his forehead. The burning temperature spread from his skin to her palm, burning her so much that she cried out in surprise.

She took out the fever-reducing patch she bought on the road and put it on his forehead, hoping to reduce his temperature.

The cool touch dispelled the hot air, and Ji Zeqiu's tightly furrowed brows gradually relaxed.

Although he had taken medicine, Lin Xu was still worried and asked her agent to find a doctor to give him a fever-reducing injection.

"What if he doesn't want to?" the agent hesitated.

"He has fainted, how could he know so much?" Lin Xu said.

When the agent heard this, he thought so too, so he took out his cell phone and arranged for a doctor to come.

Even though Ji Zeqiu fell asleep, his senses were still sensitive. After the doctor raised the needle, he struggled nervously.

The familiar scene made Lin Xu a little dazed. Almost subconsciously, she held Ji Zeqiu's hand. Without thinking, the words on her lips came out as if she had said them thousands of times:

"Be good, Zeqiu. We'll give you a fever-reducing injection. You'll feel better soon after the injection, and then you can continue to go shopping with your mother~"

Her voice was soft and melodious, easily evoking the memories they shared.

A month or two before Lin Xu's death, Ozawa Aki had just fallen ill and his body temperature was very high.

Like all children, Ozawa Aki hates going to the hospital and would rather take medicine than get an injection.

However, after taking the medicine for a day, his body temperature did not go down but rose instead. Lin Xu was so anxious that he almost cried, so he had to call the family doctor to give him an injection.

When Ozawa Aki saw the needle, he wrapped himself in the quilt and huddled in bed crying. Tears as big as beans kept flowing out of his eyes, wetting his red little face, which made the doctor feel soft-hearted.

Lin Xu had no choice but to hug him in her arms, holding his little hand and coaxing him: "...You will feel better soon after the injection, and then you can continue to go shopping with your mother~"

Because of illness, Xiao Zeqiu was lying in bed and could not continue to accompany Lin Xu to buy beautiful little dresses. His little face was wrinkled with worry.

After weighing the pros and cons between her mother and the injection for a few seconds, Xiao Ze Qiu compromised and pouted: "Okay, I can only get one injection. After the injection, I will accompany my mother to buy a little skirt."

As he watched the needle fall, his round eyes suddenly closed and he shrank into Lin Xu's arms in fear.

The pain lasted for a few seconds and then the fever-reducing injection was given.

The doctor took back the needle and the agent sent him away.

Ji Zeqiu could not remember most of the things in the past, and even forgot what his mother looked like.

It was as if a huge hole had been dug out in his chest, and many memories had been taken away from it. The hole would expand from time to time, feeling lonely and painful.

He didn't dare to look through the photos, for fear that he would recall the wonderful life their family of five had in the past and tear another bloody scar on the hole.

The only choice is to forget.

But today, he inexplicably remembered something he had long forgotten.

Tears overflowed from the corners of his tightly closed eyes, wetting Ji Zeqiu's long eyelashes. He held Lin Xu's hand even tighter and whispered softly.

Lin Xu leaned over and heard him say, "...After the fight I will go shopping for a little skirt with my mom."

It seems that he says he hates his mother, but when he is sick and weak, he still calls for his mother.

Lin Xu picked up a tissue and wiped the sweat off his body, smiling faintly, "Okay, then we'll go buy a little skirt when you wake up."

"Um……"

A dull and vague response came out of Ji Zeqiu's throat, his breathing became steady, and he gradually fell asleep.

It was a deep sleep.

Ji Zeqiu dreamed of many things from his childhood, such as hugging his mother and asking her to tell him stories, asking her to sleep with him and not to go back to his room, and going to the amusement park together...

However, his mother's face seemed to be blurred with mosaics. He tried to open his eyes wide, but found that no matter how hard he tried, he could not see clearly.

As the day gradually brightened, his mother's figure became like a mermaid, slowly becoming transparent like foam, and the warm hand that was holding his also slipped away from his hand.

"Mom, don't go, don't go..." Ji Zeqiu waved his hands in panic, trying to grab something.

Next engraving.

He suddenly opened his eyes and stared blankly at the white ceiling. A feeling of discomfort rose from his heart and gradually spread to his limbs.

Ji Zeqiu stretched out his hand to grab his chest, but found that his palm was held by someone.

He was stunned for a moment, then remembered that Wen Li said she would come to see him yesterday, and a hint of joy appeared on his pale face.

"temperature……"

Ji Zeqiu turned his head and saw the face sleeping peacefully on the edge of the bed, and his voice stopped abruptly.

How could it be Lin Xu?

Has she been here all night?