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The breath exhaled from the abnormally red little face was extremely hot, like fire.

The powerless limbs kicked and glared in Ayong's hands, revealing a helpless and dying struggle.

Ayong realized something was wrong and reached out to touch the little guy's forehead, feeling it burning hot. He looked at the two women standing by the door and said, "Oh no, the little bastard has a fever."

Hearing this, the lady in white frowned, "Then why are you still standing there? Take him to the hospital quickly."

"It's too late. It will take at least two hours to get to the hospital from here. But don't worry, we have antipyretics at home. I'll get them right away." After saying that, Ayong quickly threw Xiaobao away and went back to the room to find medicine.

As soon as he left, only two beautifully dressed ladies and Xiaobao, who was delirious from fever, were left in the room.

"Madam, what should we do now? Judging from the child's condition, I'm afraid he won't be able to help us for a while. Should we still take him away?"

The burgundy-colored lady pursed her lips and immediately asked, "Have you checked the weather conditions these days? Is there a moon?"

The lady in white said, "I was just about to tell you, according to the weather forecast, there will be no moon in the next five days, so..."

"Since we can't do anything without the moon, let him stay here for the time being. At least he's safe. Otherwise, if we bring him back to that blood vat, I'm afraid he won't survive a day."

"That's exactly what I meant. The child is sick now, and taking him away by force would only be a burden. It would be better to let him recover in this mountain village first. We've already paid the money, so we're not afraid that Zhao won't keep his word."

The burgundy-dressed lady snorted coldly, "The Yin family's money isn't so easy to earn. If he takes the money and still dares to do something weird, he'd better be careful about his head." After saying that, she turned and left the room.

ten minutes later.

The two ladies made their thoughts known and left the village directly. However, as soon as the car drove out of the village, the lady in white frowned and looked at the dark night outside.

He muttered, "Why did that Zhao guy keep insisting we leave this way? Is there some secret?"

The burgundy lady didn't say anything. Her cold eyes just stared at the receding scenery outside, trying to remember the route.

Of course...

It was pitch black outside and she couldn't see anything clearly. Suddenly, a strange fragrance lingered at the tip of her nose, refreshing and very pleasant.

Suddenly she tried hard to absorb the fragrance, her tense brows slowly relaxed, and then she felt sleepy and fell asleep.

When the lady in white saw her close her eyes, the fatigue from a day's running around suddenly hit her, and she slowly closed her eyes.

Here, Ayong came to Xiaobao with medicine in his hand. He searched impatiently for a long time but couldn't find any antipyretic medicine. He became very angry.

That woman He Fengcui, could it be that she forgot to buy the antipyretic medicine?

He took out his cell phone and called her with anger.

Damn bitch, she'd better put the fever-reducing medicine somewhere else, otherwise he'll kill her in a moment.

The phone rang for a long time but no one answered. Ayong lost his patience and angrily threw the bag in his hand. He rushed to the vent.

***

"Xiao Za... Xiao Bao is inside." He Fengcui, with a gun against her head, brought Yin Junye and Ruan Zheng to the outside of the dilapidated door and said in a trembling voice.

Ruan Zheng quickly pushed the door open, while Yin Junye pushed He Fengcui's head hard and walked in, his eyes full of horror.

He had just smelled a pungent odor outside the door, so needless to say, the little ghost must be in a bad condition.

"Xiaobao, Xiaobao." Ruan Zheng walked into the room and saw the little curled up figure. Her heart seemed to be squeezed into a ball by a devil's hand.

The little guy was in the extremely insecure baby curled up position, still wearing the blue shirt and black pants he wore the day he left, but they were all stained.

She strode forward and picked up the little guy with trembling hands, tears rolling down her eyes uncontrollably, like a flood that broke through the dam, endless.

She had thought that Xiaobao would be in a bad situation, and that He Fengcui and the others would not treat the little guy well, but she had never expected the situation before her.