I was divorced because I got pregnant during the lean years, so I went back to my parents’ home and

It was a sunny day and Zheng Guo cleaned up the toys that were scattered all over the floor.

Looking at the tidy and clean house, I felt a little melancholy.

Guoguo didn't come, and Zhang Hong was too busy to come, so there was no lively person at home.

During holidays, Zhang Hong’s son Niu Niu would come over, and Zheng Guo would prepare a table of dishes, which Niu Niu loved to eat.

Niu Niu usually lives with his grandmother. After he went to middle school, he had a lot of schoolwork and came less often.

She moved a small stool and sat where Guoguo usually sat, staring blankly.

She was startled by a sudden cough behind her.

When I turned around, I saw Guoguo sitting on the edge of the bed, her little face frighteningly red.

"Hey, Guoguo, isn't it your birthday today? Aren't your parents planning to have a banquet for you? Why are you here?" Zheng Guo hurried over and asked.

"Grandma...wow..."

Guoguo hugged Zheng Guo's waist and cried.

"It's so hot, Guo'er, what's wrong with you?"

"It hurts..." Guoguo said sobbingly.

"No, we have to go to the hospital quickly, you have a fever..." Zheng Guo took the clothes off the hanger and put them on, then found a fever-reducing patch and put it on her. Just as he was about to carry her out, he saw that Guoguo was still wearing ancient costume.

Forget it, seeing a doctor is more important.

She picked up the child, picked up the cup of water and went out.

When I went downstairs, I happened to run into Zhang Hong walking upstairs carrying a lunch box.

"Teacher Zheng, where are you going? You're in such a hurry!" Zhang Hong asked hurriedly.

"Mr. Zhang, Guoguo is sick, we need to go to the hospital immediately!"

"Okay, get in the car, it's over there..."

Zhang Hong drove and took her to the Children's Hospital in the city center.

I didn't expect the hospital to be so crowded with people, all of them were seeing doctors for their children.

Zhang Hong went to the emergency room and found that there were more than 200 people lined up in front of him. He couldn't help but complain in his heart: This is also called an emergency?

When his son Niu Niu was young, he rarely came to the hospital, and he never knew there were so many people in the pediatric department.

People were coming and going in the hall, and those who had experience brought their own stools.

Zheng Guo was extremely anxious. All children who come to see a doctor would be anxious. There was no choice but to wait in line.

Guoguo nestled in Zheng Guo's arms and fell into a deep sleep, her body feeling like a small stove.

"Teacher Zheng, don't worry... We can't keep the child feverish if we have to arrange it all night... I'll go think of a solution!"

Zhang Hong went out with his cell phone.

He contacted an old friend whose mother was a pediatrician in a tertiary hospital. After retirement, she was re-employed by a private hospital. He wanted her to take a look.

After a while, my friend got in touch with me.

Zhang Hong drove them to a private hospital.

There are not many people, it is very quiet, and the hardware facilities are good.

The old doctor asked, "How many days have you had the fever?"

"Just one hour!" Zheng Guo said.

The old doctor looked at Zheng Guo suspiciously, then at Guoguo's clothes, and thought: Could it be that you have traveled through time?

The old doctor sees patients twice a week and spends the rest of the time reading time-travel novels.

"Ah, no, it has been burning for two hours. It was fine in the morning!" Zheng Guo explained quickly.

The old doctor wrote out a prescription, and the test results came out after a while.

All indicators are normal.

The old doctor was puzzled and asked, "Why did she have a fever?"

Private hospitals do not cover medical insurance, but there are really many good doctors and the service is good.

The old doctor didn't believe it, so he immediately called all the pediatric experts in the hospital for a consultation, examination, and a series of operations.

The children are all normal.

The old doctor squinted her eyes and stared at Guoguo for a long time and asked: "Baby, grandma wants to ask you, where are you from?"

Zheng Guo quickly said, "No. 34, Wuchang Street, Building 3, Room 202."

"I'm not asking you, I'm asking the child!" The old doctor looked serious.

Guoguo repeated what Zheng Guo said.

Three years ago, Zheng Guo asked Guo Guo to memorize the address.

Just now she was afraid that Guoguo would tell others the address of Ji Xiaobei's home.

"Grandma, I want to go home!" Guoguo said with a bitter face.

She didn't want to stay in the hospital, she wanted to go home.

Zheng Guo touched Guoguo's burning forehead and wondered what to do when he got home. How would he explain to Xiaobei if he got sick from the fever?

Later, Zheng Guo contacted a friend and moved into the Institute of Child Health.

This is also one of the most professional hospitals in the city.

After staying in the hospital for seven days and consulting with experts countless times, they couldn't find anything wrong.

Someone even told Zheng Guo to find a deity to check on the child.

Zheng Guo: …

No, what if Guoguo's identity is exposed and the immortal takes her away?

Later, Guoguo cried and wanted to go home.

Zheng Guo had no choice but to take her home and use physical cooling methods to cool her down.

Although Guoguo has a fever, he is in very good spirits and does not interfere with playing iPad at all

Zheng Guo suddenly realized that Guoguo had never returned since she fell ill.

It’s better not to go back. If modern medicine can’t cure the disease, it certainly couldn’t be cured in ancient times.

Zheng Guo didn't take it to heart.

She had a fever for 49 days in a row. On the 50th day, she got up early in the morning and shouted to Zheng Guo who came out of the kitchen: "Grandma, I'm hungry!"

Zheng Guo found that Guoguo was better and didn't have a fever at all.

She chanted "Amitabha" and held Guoguo in her arms.

"Little ancestor, you scared grandma to death!"

"Grandma, I slept for a long time and had a long dream. I dreamed of many people!"

Guoguo raised her little face and said excitedly.

"Really? Who did you dream about?" Zheng Guo asked, touching Guoguo's face.

"I dreamed about so many people..." Guoguo frowned and thought seriously for a while, "I don't remember either... Grandma, is that dress mine?"

she asked, pointing to a piece of clothing hanging on the hanger.

Zheng Guo was surprised and said, "Yes, isn't that what you wore?"

"Where did I wear it from?" Guoguo asked curiously.

Zheng Guo asked: "You, do you still remember who your parents are?"

Guoguo shook her head: "I don't remember! I only remember grandma, grandpa Zhang Hong, and brother Niu Niu..."

"We often go to the Zhengguo Museum. Do you remember it?"

Guoguo smiled and said, "Of course I remember. Did grandma bring that dress home from a museum?"

Zheng Guo nodded woodenly: Ah...she really doesn't remember anything!

She felt a little sorry that the child had forgotten her parents.

I also feel a little fortunate. It's fine this way. Let her be herself in this world peacefully.

Just as Zheng Guo guessed, all of Guoguo's supernatural powers disappeared.

She couldn't even see what was in the cold storage anymore.

Zheng Guo wrote a letter to Ji Xiaobei telling him all this.

Ji Xiaobei replied: Everything is the best arrangement!

Thank you for your hard work, mom. Please help me take care of Guoguo!

She has only one wish in her heart: she hopes Guoguo can grow up healthy and happy!

When Ji Xiaobei was young, her family was poor, and Zheng Guo missed many moments of her growth because of work.

Now that Guoguo is here, she has filled the gap in her heart.

Zheng Guo looked younger.