Qiao Wanyue's heart skipped a beat. Before she could speak, Qiao Guangde asked anxiously: "Isn't Kunkun fine yesterday? Why is he dying all of a sudden?"
The village chief took a few deep breaths, wiped the sweat on his forehead, and wondered: "Who knows, she was so out of breath crying on the phone just now. The child must be really serious, Wanyue hurried over. Let's go, Lan Lan has a hard life, and although Kun Kun is a bit stupid, he is Lan Lan's lifeblood."
How can Lan Lan live without Kun Kun?
Qiao Wanyue has already picked up the medical kit: "I'll go now."
"It's not safe for you to go out alone at night. I'll go with you." Qiao Guangde was worried. He was worried about Kunkun's situation, and even more worried about Qiao Wanyue meeting bad people.
Qiao Wanyue shook her head and refused: "Dad, don't go. I'll be there soon on my bicycle. It's not far away."
The mountain road is rugged at night, and it's a bit tiring to ride with someone. Qiao Guangde is old, and he won't be able to help much if he encounters bad people. Qiao Wanyue knows martial arts and can defeat two adult men without any problem. If someone really comes to provoke her, she will be unlucky. It must be the other party.
Qiao Guangde was worried: "It's not safe for you to go out alone at night."
Qiao Wanyue carried the medical kit and walked out: "Dad, don't worry, I learned some self-defense skills from Wei Cheng, and it's no problem to knock down two big men. Besides, Lanlan is not far from our village."
Qiao Guangde was still uneasy and insisted on going with him. The village chief was also uneasy. After all, it was late at night and Qiao Wanyue, a young girl, was so beautiful. It was not safe to be outside. He answered: "I will accompany Wanyue." Let’s go there.”
Qiao Wanyue knew that if she didn't agree, they might not be at ease, so she simply nodded and agreed: "Village Chief, I'll trouble you."
"What's the trouble?" The village chief handed her the silver flashlight: "It's dark outside. Take this road lighting. I'll go back and ride my bicycle. I'll be right back."
Qiao Wanyue didn't refuse, she reached out and took it: "Okay, I'll wait for you at the entrance of the village."
She hung the medical kit on the handlebar of the 28-bar bicycle and pushed the bicycle to the entrance of the village. The village chief did not hesitate, went back and pushed the bicycle to the entrance of the village.
Seeing him coming, Qiao Wanyue said crisply: "Village Chief, I have never been to Lan Lan's house. You can lead the way."
The village chief responded. He had only been to Xia Lan's house once, when Xia Lan gave birth to a child. Although it had been several years, he still remembered the way.
The two of them didn't waste any time and rode bicycles one after another to Xia Lan's house. The child had a fever of more than 40 degrees and even went into convulsions. The Dong family members were more calm than the other. They crowded in the kitchen to eat. I heard that Qiao Wanyue I came, but I didn’t even come out to take a look.
Xia Lan was alone in the room taking care of the child, anxious and worried. When she saw Qiao Wanyue and the village chief coming, she had no intention of being polite. As if she had grasped a life-saving straw, she grabbed Qiao Wanyue's arm tightly and said with red and swollen eyes.
"Wanyue, you're here. Kunkun's fever is very serious. His whole body is as hot as if it's on fire. Come in and have a look."
Qiao Wanyue was just about to follow Xia Lan into the house when she happened to see Dong Hai coming out of the kitchen carrying bowls and chopsticks. When he saw Qiao Wanyue, his face darkened.
Looking at Xia Lan, she said, "You deliberately asked her to annoy me, didn't you?"
Qiao Wanyue glanced at him and ignored him, and said to Xia Lan, "Take me to see the child first."
Xia Lan glanced at Qiao Wanyue apologetically and quickly took her into the back room. The Dong family had three rooms in total. The eldest family lived in the east room, Xia Lan's family lived in the west, and the Dong family and younger brother Dong Hai lived in the main room.
The small room was full of things and had a strange musty smell. None of the Dong family was as clean as an old man like Qiao Guangde.
Qiao Wanyue frowned and followed Xia Lan to the west room, being careful not to touch the Dong family's belongings. Even the village chief, a grown man, kept frowning when he saw this scene.
When she came to the west room, Qiao Wanyue always felt that something was missing. When she saw that Kun Kun was wrapped in a thick quilt with only his head exposed, she frowned even more. She immediately walked over and opened the quilt wrapping Kun Kun: "So It’s a hot day and your child has a fever, why do you cover him so tightly?”
Hearing this, Xia Lan panicked and explained with a tearful voice: "He took antipyretic medicine. My mother-in-law said to cover him with a quilt. The fever will go down when he sweats."
Qiao Wanyue was about to say something, but her heart sank when she saw Kun Kun's face. She felt her hand between Kun Kun's breath, and then felt Kun Kun's pulse. She raised his eyelids and took a look, finally knowing why she entered the room. At the back of the house I felt like something was missing.
The merit system does not diagnose the condition.
Qiao Wanyue's sighing behavior made Xia Lan's heart rise in her throat. Looking at Qiao Wanyue's expression, Xia Lan's heart sank to the bottom, and she asked tremblingly.
"Wanyue...what happened to Kunkun?"
The village chief also noticed something was wrong. He walked to the bed and took a look, and his face suddenly darkened: "The baby is gone."
Xia Lan slowly turned her head to look at the village chief, wide-eyed, and asked in a trembling voice: "Village, village chief... tell me again, who is missing?"
Seeing that she was so excited, the village chief opened his mouth but did not make a sound. Xia Lan loved Kunkun very much and could not accept the fact that Kunkun was gone. He turned his attention to Qiao Wanyue, thinking that the two girls had a good relationship. Xia Lan might be able to accept it easier if it comes out of her mouth.
Qiao Wanyue looked at Xia Lan: "Kunkun died from high fever and convulsions. He has been dead for almost half an hour."
Xia Lan took a step back and shook her head in disbelief. Her eyes turned to Kun Kun mechanically, and she touched Kun Kun's nose with trembling hands. Kun Kun's body was no longer hot, and his body temperature had almost disappeared.
After confirming that the child was really dead, Xia Lan fluttered her eyelashes a few times and suddenly smiled, her smile was a little weird.
"It doesn't matter if he dies, he will be relieved. No one in this family loves him, and everyone will only bully him. If he dies, he won't have to be looked down upon by others, and he won't have to suffer."
Hearing these words, the village chief and Qiao Wanyue became even more worried about Xia Lan. The white-haired person sent the black-haired person, and no amount of comfort was of any use. They both chose to remain silent.
Xia Lan slowly sat on the edge of the bed and held the child tightly in her arms. Tears silently fell on Kun Kun's face. The village chief was shocked.
"Lan Lan, don't let your tears fall on your child. It's unlucky."
There is a superstitious saying in the countryside that if tears fall on a corpse, the corpse will turn into a man-eating monster. Although it is superstitious, this is taboo in the countryside.
Xia Lan laughed with tears in her eyes: "Village Chief, Kun Kun is dead, how can you think of luck?"
Before the village chief could answer, she said to herself: "It would be great if Kunkun turned into a man-eating monster, so that he could eat all the people who harmed him. If they hadn't stopped me from calling Wanyue earlier, , give me the expired fever-reducing medicine, and Kunkun will not die."
