Brother Xuan was pregnant in his stomach less than two months before his biological father died. His mother Yang Huilan became depressed during pregnancy and suffered a dying childbirth. She was born with a weak fetus.

In order to make up for him, he raised him very finely, but for some reason, his body was not repaired at all.

Not only are they shorter and thinner than children of the same age, they also like to get sick more.

This time, he was even more ill and had a high fever for three or four days. The wet nurses had no choice but to call Yang Huilan back.

After delaying this, Brother Xuan has been sick for more than ten days.

When Yang Huilan arrived home, her children were so confused that they couldn't recognize anyone.

Yang Huilan was so ignorant that she cried in her child for a long time before she remembered and said, "Hurry, go and invite Miss Zhao!"

Zhao Jiner was also shocked when she saw Brother Xuan.

Few children in the countryside are so thin. Brother Xuan is pale and thin. He is almost two years old. He hugged her in her mother's arms like a cat.

The cheeks on both sides were red, the lips were dry and the skinny, and they thrust from time to time.

"Let him down quickly and open his clothes."

Yang Huilan cried and did as she did.

Zhao Jiner touched his forehead, and it was hot.

I opened my eyelids and looked at it. I didn’t need to take my pulse, so I realized that the child was very ill.

"Sister Huilan, I have to use needles for Brother Xuan. If you ask the servants to find a jar of soju, the more intense the better."

"Okay, OK, I'll go now."

When she came back, Yang Huilan cried again when she looked at her son who had silver needles on her forehead.

"It's all my fault. If I had known this, I wouldn't have gone to Fuzhou."

Zhao Jiner took a ball of clean cotton and dipped it in soju. While wiping Brother Xuan’s armpits, thighs, and neck, he comforted him, “The climate is impermanent in spring and summer, and the children love to get sick. It has little to do with whether you have gone to Fuzhou or not.”

"But if I don't leave, he won't be so ill! His body is weak, so it will be even worse."

"He is the weak in the fetus, so he needs to be recuperated slowly, and it is useless to be impatient."

As a mother, she could not listen to the persuasion. She was full of self-blame and just sat in front of the bed and shed tears silently.

"Sister, don't worry. When this time is ready, I will give Brother Xuan some stomach-enhancing and digesting pills. As long as the appetite is good, children can grow strong and they will not always get sick."

"good."

Yang Huilan responded weakly.

When she received the letter, she didn't have time to change her clothes. She ran out of the kitchen with an apron and rushed back without stopping.

After three days of running around, I didn’t eat anything except drinking some water, and I didn’t even wash my face.

At this moment, you should be as embarrassed as you are, and you should be as haggard as you are.

Zhao Jiner felt sorry for the child and her mother, "Sister, please go back to your room to rest for a while! Brother Xuan has me and Ashui to watch for you, there will be no problem."

Yang Huilan said melancholy, "I know that with you and Ashu, Brother Xuan will never have any trouble, but how could I bear to leave him and rest? He is not good, and I can't sleep either."

Zhao Jiner also understood that this was a mother's persistence, and she could not be relieved in just a few words.

"Then you hug Brother Xuan and lie together for a while. The child can sleep more soundly in his mother's arms."

Yang Huilan took off her embroidered shoes and coat, carefully lay down beside Brother Xuan, stretched out a slender arm, hugged him in her arms, and patted him gently with the other hand, coaxing, "It's all my fault, I shouldn't leave you. I won't go anywhere in the future, just stay with Brother Xuan. Brother Xuan is obedient, get well quickly, okay?"
Chapter completed!