Transmigrated into a seven-year-old child, my fate is in my own hands, not in the heavens.

It was still dark when the drizzle, mixed with the north wind, drifted in.

The clothes on the group were slightly damp. Qiao Dun was sitting outside, and his clothes were mostly wet. He was huddled up in a ball, shivering from the cold.

Qiao Dun's expression was a little off; his face was flushed, and he was breathing heavily. Zhao Feng turned to the side and reached out to touch Qiao Dun's forehead.

hot!!!

Feeling the warmth from his hand, Zhao Feng was startled; Qiao Dun's forehead was frighteningly hot.

Zhao Feng quickly stood up, shaking Qiao Dun, her voice trembling, "Qiao Dun, Qiao Dun, wake up~ Don't scare your older sister~"

Qiao Dun kept his eyes tightly closed, and unconsciously called out, "Mom, I'm hot~"

He turned over and fell asleep again.

Zhao Feng panicked. She wanted to find a reason to knock on the door of the governor's mansion, but she didn't expect Qiao Dun to be so fragile and fall so seriously ill.

Zhao Feng shook Qiao Dun a few more times, but he still didn't wake up. Now Zhao Feng was completely panicked: "Qiao Dun, don't scare your older sister!"

"Zhao Fu~ Zhao Fu, wake up!"

Seeing that Qiaodun showed no signs of waking up, Zhaofeng woke up Zhaofu.

Zhao Fu rubbed his eyes, looked at the panicked Zhao Feng, and was instantly wide awake: "Big sister, what happened!"

Zhao Feng was extremely anxious: "Qiao Dun is sick! Quick! Knock on the door!"

Zhao Fu couldn't help but grumble, "I told you from the beginning we didn't want him, but Dad insisted we take him with us before he died. Look at him! What a burden he is! What's the point of having him? We might as well just let him die!"

"What's the point of talking about this now? Quick! Knock on the door, saving lives is the priority."

After all, it was a human life at stake, so Zhao Fu didn't dare to delay and quickly pounded on the door: "Open the door! Open the door quickly!! Help!"

Zhao Feng was surprised to find that Zhao Fu, who had just been shouting that he didn't want to be saved, was now shouting so loudly.

Since her father and third aunt passed away, Zhao Fu seemed to have suddenly grown up and become more sensible. He no longer bossed her around like before and started calling her "elder sister".

The change was so sudden that Zhao Feng was initially a little unaccustomed to it, but she's gotten used to it now.

"Who?"

The doorman's voice came from behind the door.

"Grandpa! Grandpa, please help! My brother is sick!" Zhao Feng cried out from behind the gate.

Yo!

The doorman recognized the voice as that of the little girl from that afternoon, and he hesitated to open the door.

After thinking for a moment, the doorman turned around and went back to knock on Afu's door.

"Afu~ Afu, open the door quickly!"

After knocking for a while, Afu finally opened the door. Seeing that it was the doorman, he immediately said irritably, "Uncle Tong, it's not even dawn yet! In the middle of the night, don't you let people get any sleep?!"

Feeling a little guilty, Uncle Tong immediately put on a smiling face and said, "A-Fu, that girl didn't leave this afternoon. She knocked on the door just now and said her younger brother is sick!"

"She's sick, she should go see a doctor! Why is she coming to us?"

"Open the door! Open the door now!"

Hearing the faint knocking on the door, Afu frowned: "Alright, you can go now. I'll go out and check it out later."

Okay! Alright!

Tong Bo breathed a sigh of relief and quickly turned and walked out.

Ah Fu knew that the young master hated it most when others woke him up while he was sleeping.

Hearing the knocking at the door, Afu went back to his room, put on a coat, and went out the door.

The door creaked open, and Zhao Feng was overjoyed, but when she looked up, she saw A Fu's impatient face.

"What are you doing knocking on the door in the middle of the night? What are you yelling for? Are you trying to summon my ghost? I told you to leave a long time ago, why are you still here?"

Zhao Feng hugged Qiao Dun and rushed over crying, "Brother, my brother is sick. He's burning up and has fainted. Please, please save him!"

Afu rolled his eyes: "He's sick, why don't you take him to see a doctor? What do you want from me? I'm not a doctor!"

"Brother, please save my brother! It's the middle of the night, where am I supposed to find a doctor? It'll be too late if we wait any longer." With that, Zhao Feng knelt down and kowtowed repeatedly.

Ah Fu was a kind-hearted person after all, and he had never seen such a scene before. He was frightened and said, "Wait a moment, I'll go and inform the young master." With that, he slammed the door shut.

"Big sister, do you think they will save Qiaodun?" Zhaofu asked from the side.

"I don't know either!" Zhao Feng's body went limp, and she hugged Qiao Dun as if she were holding a furnace.

Looking at Qiao Dun's unconscious face, Zhao Feng silently prayed, "Qiao Dun, don't blame your older sister. I had no choice but to resort to this. Don't worry, I won't let you die."

……

Song Wenjie was woken up by Afu in his sleep. After hearing the reason, he was furious: "Look what you've done! I told you to chase them away, why are they still here? If someone gets killed, I'll settle the score with you."

Ah Fu looked aggrieved: "Young Master~ I didn't know they hadn't left!"

As Song Wenjie put on his coat, he yelled at Afu, "What are you all standing there for? Hurry up and go fetch Doctor Huang!"

"Okay, I'll go right away!"

The door opened again, and besides Afu, Song Wenjie was standing behind her. Zhao Feng knelt down, tears welling up in her eyes: "Benefactor, please save my brother, he is only seven years old."

Song Wenjie stepped forward and touched Qiao Dun's face. He noticed that Qiao Dun's body temperature was frighteningly high. He immediately became serious, took Qiao Dun's hand, and strode inside.

Zhao Feng was so frightened that she collapsed to the ground. Not hearing any footsteps, Song Wenjie quickly turned around, saw Zhao Feng sitting on the ground, and frowned: "What are you still standing there for? Hurry up and come in."

A hint of joy flashed through Zhao Feng's heart. Entering the gates of the Governor's Mansion was finally the first step, and Qiao Dun's illness had been worthwhile.

Before long, Afu returned with Doctor Huang. The servants in the mansion were also alarmed and, not knowing what had happened, got up one by one.

Seeing that Qiao Dun's body temperature was alarmingly high, Doctor Huang was also taken aback: "Oh my, this little kid is burning up! Why did you only call a doctor now?"

Song Wenjie said with a stern face, "Dr. Huang, just tell me straight, can you save him or not?"

Doctor Huang shook his head: "Lord Song, I dare not guarantee anything. I can only say I will do my best. Besides, with him burned to such an extent, who knows if he will become an idiot if he is saved!"

As he spoke, Doctor Huang took out silver needles and inserted them into several acupuncture points on Qiao Dun's body. Then he took out a packet of herbs: "This medicine should be boiled down to one bowl of water after three bowls of water. Be quick!"

Song Wenjie turned his head: "Mom Su~"

"Eh~"

An old woman quickly went out, took the herbs from Doctor Huang's hands, and went to the kitchen.

Immediately afterwards, Dr. Huang had someone bring a basin of hot water, wet a towel, and apply it to Qiaodun's forehead.

Zhao Feng and Zhao Fu stood helplessly to the side, watching them scramble around, shivering as if from fear or cold.