That night, there was wind and rain, lightning and thunder.
In the past few days, hurricanes have been blowing in the United States, and it has been pouring rain all day long.
There was a vast sea of water everywhere, and the water in the streets was up to the knees.
Debris and branches blown down by the wind were floating everywhere on the street, making it a mess.
An oriental woman, holding a baby tightly in her arms, was walking on a windy street in the wind and rain.
She walked with difficulty one step at a time in the water that reached her knees.
Strong winds blew in waves, almost knocking her down several times. Each time, she clung tightly to the street lamp to steady her body. Every step she took seemed to use a thousand pounds of strength.
The strong wind mixed with the big raindrops hit my face crazily, causing pain like being hit by a stone.
As she walked, she paid attention to the condition of the baby in her arms.
Feeling the burning body of the baby in her arms, she was terrified and anxious.
Tears ran down her face, and the rain mixed with the tears, flowed down her face, and fell on her raincoat in big drops.
God, why are you so cruel to let your child get sick in such a bad situation?
Why don't you take pity on me, a lonely woman in a foreign country.
I know I deserve to be punished, but why should I punish my children?
He is only 9 months old and just learning to speak. Why do you want him to suffer such torture?
Before going to bed tonight, the child obviously only had a low fever, but two hours later, the fever actually reached 40 degrees.
His face was burned red, he was constantly vomiting, and crying, which made people feel as painful as scratching his heart and lungs.
She called ambulances from several hospitals in succession, but because the streets were too full of water, several ambulances stalled on the streets and could not move.
In such a bad situation, there were no taxis on the street, so she had no choice but to carry the baby to the hospital.
The strong wind swirled over this small town like an angry beast, howling like ghosts and wolves, making people feel terrified.
Lightning threatened to tear the sky apart, streaking across the roaring sky over and over again.
Yu Keqing knew that lightning strikes could easily occur when walking in such a dangerous environment in the market.
However, she had no choice. Even if the sky fell, she had to do this.
Because she knows that a child with a fever of 40 degrees can easily cause convulsions and convulsions, and may even burn out the brain nerves, causing the child to become dementia, leaving a lifetime of regrets.