Rebirth is not a dream.

When Su Yue returned to An Ning Marquis's Mansion, it was already midnight. The night was as dark as ink, and the stars in the sky were twinkling faintly. She dragged her tired steps into Yunxiao Courtyard, but she was worried about Fubao. When she saw that the light was still on in Fubao's room, her heart tightened, and she hurried in.

When she opened the door, a hot and humid air rushed towards her. Su Yue saw Fu Bao lying on the bed with a pale face, his eyes closed and his lips trembling slightly. She hurriedly walked to the bed and sat down. She reached out and gently touched Fu Bao's forehead and found that his forehead was extremely hot, and he was obviously having a high fever.

Su Yue felt distressed and quickly called the waiter, hoping to get some help and explanation. However, the one who came in was a strange maid, her face was a little flustered, and she seemed surprised by Su Yue's appearance.

Su Yue frowned and asked sternly: "Where is Dongqing? Where did she go? Why did you leave Fubao here alone?"

The little maid lowered her head and replied in a trembling voice: "Aunt Cheng had something to ask Sister Dongqing, so Sister Dongqing went out."

Su Yue's eyes widened, and she asked angrily, "What are you servants doing here? You actually left a child here and didn't care about him! What if something happens?"

The little maid was so frightened that she trembled all over. She nodded repeatedly to admit her mistake and explained: "Sister Dongqing fed the young master a lot of cassava flour, and the young master began to feel uncomfortable. We didn't know what to do..."

Hearing this, Su Yue's face instantly turned gloomy. She clenched her fists tightly and asked with gritted teeth: "What? Who told you to feed Fubao so much? Do you want to kill him?"

The little maid looked at Su Yue in horror and stammered, "Sister Dongqing said that the young master likes to eat, so she fed him more..."

Su Yue was so angry that she almost fainted. She really wanted to slap the maid in the face, but reason told her that this was not the time to vent her emotions. She took a deep breath, tried to calm herself down, and then ordered: "Go and get the doctor! Hurry up!"

The little maid ran out of the room as if she had been pardoned, while Su Yue sat by the bed, gently stroking Fubao's cheek, her eyes full of worry and self-blame. She secretly swore that if anything happened to Fubao, she would never let those irresponsible servants go.

Su Yue looked at the bowl on the small table. It should contain the cassava flour for Fubao. However, she had already told Fubao not to eat anything casually, and she had given Dongqing a list of what Fubao should eat. And how could Dongqing give Fubao, a two-year-old child, so much cassava flour!

But now is not the time to settle accounts with Dong Qing. Su Yue just hopes that Fu Bao can get better soon.

So Su Yue asked Qiuzhu to quickly find Chenxiang to come over, to find out what happened to Fubao.

When Su Yue saw that Fubao's face was turning a little black, her heart couldn't help but tighten. Why did it look so much like he was poisoned?

At this time, Qin Yi also came in. He asked nervously, "What happened?"

Su Yue shook her head and said, “I don’t know either. Fubao might have eaten something wrong.”

Qin Yi frowned after hearing this, but still comforted him: "Don't worry, wait for the doctor to come and see the situation."

After a while, Chenxiang came hurriedly.

As soon as she entered the door, Chenxiang was about to bow, but Su Yue quickly waved her hand to stop her, and said anxiously: "Don't bow yet, come and see what happened to Fubao?"

Chen Xiang walked to Fu Bao's bedside and carefully observed his condition. She gently touched Fu Bao's pulse, then frowned and said, "Miss, according to my judgment, the young master should have eaten too much food that was difficult to digest, causing abdominal discomfort. However, for a young child like this, the spleen and stomach are inherently fragile, and this injury may have a significant impact on the body."

Su Yue looked at Fu Bao with heartache, and reached out to touch Fu Bao's belly gently. Sure enough, it felt a little hard, as if there was air trapped inside. She couldn't help but feel worried, thinking: "In this era, there is no advanced medical equipment to detect the condition of the child's body. What if Fu Bao's stomach and intestines really have problems, such as bleeding or serious damage? Surgery cannot be performed here, how can we save this poor child? In the backyard, can people only survive by fighting? Why use such a young child as a tool for fighting? It's really heartbreaking!"

Su Yue's heart was filled with anger and helplessness. She widened her eyes, her eyes flashing with anger, her fists clenched, her nails dug deep into her palms, but she could do nothing. She looked at Fu Bao in her arms distressedly. The little guy's face was as pale as paper, his lips were slightly purple, and his breathing was so weak that it was almost unnoticeable.

“What should I do? What should I do…” Su Yue murmured anxiously, tears sliding down her cheeks. She knew that time was running out, and if she didn’t take action soon, Fubao might lose his life.

Su Yue hugged Fubao tightly and shook him gently, hoping to wake him up. She gently stroked Fubao's forehead and called softly, "Fubao, wake up!" However, Fubao still closed his eyes and did not respond.

Su Yue was extremely anxious, she knew she couldn't wait any longer. She quickly laid Fu Bao flat on the ground, unbuttoned his collar, and then reached into Fu Bao's mouth without hesitation. She took a deep breath, calmed herself down, and then pressed down the root of Fu Bao's tongue with her fingers.

Fu Bao was so stimulated that he suddenly opened his mouth, and with a wow, he vomited a large amount of filth. Su Yue quickly picked him up and let him tilt his head to help him vomit more.

Fubao's body gradually regained some vitality and began to cry faintly. Although the sound was not loud, it was the sound of nature to Su Yue. She was so excited that tears filled her eyes. She hugged Fubao tightly and kissed his little face.

"Fubao, don't be afraid, mother is here." Su Yue comforted him softly. She felt extremely fortunate because Fubao's vomiting reaction showed that he could still be saved.

Su Yue looked at Fu Bao distressedly, gently asked Fu Bao to drink some water to rinse his mouth, and guided Fu Bao to spit out the water in his mouth. Fortunately, although Fu Bao suffered great pain, he was still able to hear Su Yue's voice and understand her intentions.

Su Yue hugged Fubao tightly, but her thoughts drifted back to her past life. She thought of her son who died suddenly when he was in college. When she rushed to see her son for the last time, he was already lying there lifeless. At that time, her son was tall, even taller than her, and she could no longer hold him tightly in her arms like she did now.

This soft and cute little life in front of her, someone actually used the child's life so cruelly to achieve some ulterior purpose. Su Yue realized that she had been avoiding reality and unwilling to face these problems. However, the people in the mansion seemed to think that she was weak and could be bullied, and regarded her as a docile sick cat.

At this time, Doctor Li came in a hurry, followed by Aunt Cheng. Seeing Fubao in such a miserable state, Aunt Cheng couldn't help crying and screaming. Su Yue suppressed her anger and sadness and asked Doctor Li to treat Fubao as soon as possible.