reborn stepfather

Chi Qian was so burned that he was in a daze, raving in my arms.

Seeing his chapped and white lips moving, they moved close to his ear, but couldn't hear a sound.

I took the water glass and moistened his lips bit by bit with a cotton swab.

An hour ago, I rode that ridiculous pink bicycle, braved the heavy rain and ran all over three streets before I found a pharmacy that was still closed. When I was buying medicine, the cashier murmured: "What's wrong with people who have a fever and a cold recently?" so much?"

My heart skipped a beat: "A lot of people have caught a cold recently?"

"Yeah, I don't know if it's the flu. There are so many people in the hospital that they have no place to sit. They can only sit on the floor."

I walked out of the pharmacy in a daze.

It rained heavily, and the savage wind slapped his face like a whip, causing pain and pain.

My pale face was reflected in the glass window of the pharmacy.

It really has already begun. While I was busy doing some ridiculous things, the chains of fate have already protruded from the dark ground and entangled my hands and feet.

In the year when I was in a car accident in my previous life, almost ten years have passed since my death. Ten years of ease and carefree life will really paralyze people's sensitive nerves.

It was only at this moment that I suddenly realized that the danger was close at hand.

I took a deep breath.

do not be afraid.

I tried to prop up my timid self, don't be afraid.

You're the one who's been through it, you know the disease will get under control, you know it'll all work out in the end.

Don't be afraid, didn't you come here safely and unscathed in your previous life?

I let out a slow breath.

Nanchuan is located in the southeast, and the hills are widely spread, hidden among the continuous mountains. If it is not relying on the rich mineral and forest resources to make a fortune, I am afraid that it will still lead a poor and backward life.

In 2003, not to mention the newly popularized Internet, even mobile phones did not have a camera function, so the news here was not well-informed, which was one of the reasons why I couldn't react immediately.

According to the memory of the previous life, the drug had appeared as early as November last year. In December, there was a phenomenon of panic buying erythromycin in Guangdong, but there was no movement in Nanchuan.

Even when his illness was raging, Nanchuan was quite calm in comparison.Of course, all of this is also related to the mayor of Yun City's keen sense of smell, and the early closure of the city before the term ** even appeared.

Soon after, around the beginning of March, the whole country will enter the peak period of the disease, and the mayor of Yun City will order the closure of the city with a thunderbolt. For nearly half a year, all traffic will be cut off, and only exits and no entry will be allowed. Nanchuan is attached to Yun City. The sky is like a huge pot cover, covering us.

But it's not like no one is infected.

The actual number of deaths was far higher than the official reported figures.I can’t remember the exact time, but I especially remember that a head nurse surnamed Ye in Nanchuan Hospital of Traditional Chinese Medicine was infected by a patient after working for fifteen hours, and finally died due to ineffective rescue.

She was the first medical staff member to die in Nanchuan, but she was not the last.

Experts are still looking for the source of the disease and developing antiviral drugs, but during this period, many people have died of suicide, and the hospital that was supposed to save lives has become a Shura field due to the gathering of patients.

Many medical personnel fighting on the front line of the fight against the epidemic died on the job.

I don't know how many people yearn to go back in time and go back to the past.

But they forget that going back to the past can restore regrets and make up for mistakes, but they also have to relive nightmares.

I am like the "senior student" who chose to repeat the college entrance examination. I have one more chance to change the future trajectory than others, and I have one more review time than fresh graduates, but I still have to sweat like rain, work hard and take all the risks.

Because no one can guarantee that you will do better this time than the last time.

Because no one can guarantee that you will not be in trouble this time.

Thinking of this, a thought flashed through my mind.

My body reacted faster than my brain, the front of the car had slammed to the left, the wheels were spinning, and I desperately turned back in the direction of the pharmacy.

When I opened the store door, the cashier who was dozing off on the counter was startled by the rain, I leaned on the door frame and panted: "Isatidis, give me...give me... ...bring me a box!!"

The cashier looked at me in horror: "A box?"

One box is not too much. If it is not for saving some for others, I would like to buy all the Banlangen.

In the next few months, the supply and marketing of medicines will become even more tense. In less than half a month after the city was closed, Yunshi issued a purchase restriction order. Banlangen, which is known as the panacea, is even more difficult to buy. Every pharmacy has long queues. From dawn to dusk, at the end, even the pharmacy was afraid to open.

Before leaving, I specifically told her: "Tell your boss, Banlangen must be imported more, there will be a lot of people in need, help, you must remember, I know you don't believe me now, but just be It’s a good deed, tell your boss.”

She looked at me like a madman.

I hugged Banlangen in a raincoat and galloped all the way.When I got home, even my underwear was dripping, I rushed into the house in a hurry, threw the Banlangen in the living room, took a shower as fast as I could, changed my clothes, and in the end I even put on the wrong slippers on my left and right feet, so I got up in a hurry and ran. Stumbled and ran into the house.

Chi Qian was wrapped in the quilt, his face was flushed with heat, and his long eyelashes trembled with his breathing.

I picked up the towel that fell aside, put it in the washbasin, twisted it again, and put it on his forehead.

After feeding him antipyretics, I got into the quilt and hugged him tightly.

He woke up once, he seemed to be trying to struggle but couldn't exert any strength, he just moved his drowsy head off my shoulder, and called me weakly: "Dad..."

"Huh?" I thought I made him uncomfortable, so I quickly relaxed, and gently brushed his sweat-soaked hair away, "Do you feel uncomfortable?"

He gasped for breath, and it took a long time to say it: "Dad, don't get so close to me...it will be contagious..."

With a sore heart, I hugged him again, and gently rubbed his back with my hand: "No, Dad is in good health and won't be contagious."

He closed his eyes again and I hugged him tighter.

I dare not take him to the hospital.

Even if the child should just have a common cold, I dare not take him to the hospital at this time. ** may have spread quietly in Nanchuan, but everyone didn't know what a terrible infectious disease it was. It wasn't until people who thought it was a common fever and cold died that it gradually caused an uproar.

I am even more unsure whether there are infected people confused in Nanchuan Hospital now, because the virus is too confusing, and it is impossible to tell whether it is a simple fever or a disease at the beginning.For a long time, the medical staff called it "pneumonia of unknown origin" - even the doctors were in confusion. I would rather hold Chi Qian at home and suffer than let him go to the hospital to take this risk. risk.

Just holding Chi Qian in his arms until dawn.

I measured him once in the morning, and his temperature dropped a little, but it was still hovering above 38 degrees.

Boiled porridge to feed him, added appetizing coriander hearts, the child who usually has a good appetite, but this time he couldn't eat after two bites.

I put the bowl aside and coaxed him softly: "Take another bite, Juan, let's have another bite, shall we?"

He has always been very obedient to me, no matter how reluctantly he opened his mouth obediently, took a mouthful of food, tried to swallow but couldn't swallow, even clenched his fists in pain.I hurriedly let him spit it out, just for a while, he was a little exhausted, and his hairy head was weakly leaning against my shoulder.

I helped him stand up: "The body is sticky with sweat, go take a bath."

He suddenly said: "Father, will I die?"

"Ah?" I was taken aback and looked up. He looked at me seriously and anxiously, and I rubbed his hair a little funny, "You are only nine years old, what are you talking about, it's just a cold, you Don't worry too much, it will be fine soon."

That's right, although I have fever symptoms, it is obviously different from **, and my heart has been put back in my stomach.

He reached out and grabbed my arm, but his face was still full of haze, obviously not letting go.

"What's wrong? Did you have a nightmare?"

He shook his head lightly: "Dream... Mom..."

My whole body froze.

"Dad, will you die before me too?"

His voice was full of bewilderment, and even the ending trembled uneasily.

Someone once told me, don't think that children's ideas are underestimated because they are young, thinking that children's ideas are very simple.

I used to think so too, children are the most simple, what complicated ideas can they have?With such an unfounded mentality, I naturally ignored him, thinking that he is so young and doesn't understand anything, and he will forget when he grows up.

But I understand now, it’s not like this, it’s not that children don’t understand, it’s not that their thinking is simple, in fact they understand everything, it’s just that they have lived in this world for a relatively short time, and they still don’t know how to use children’s language in a way that adults can understand way, accurately communicated to us.

Children who appear precocious simply learn the skills to communicate with adults more quickly.

Their thoughts are actually as complicated as those of adults. They also feel sad for the death of their loved ones, worry about their own lives, and fear what they will do after the only person they can rely on leaves.

These restless emotions hit him one by one, his little head was filled with such gloomy emotions, he couldn't sort them out, he could only stuff them in his heart in a mess.

His troubled eyes let me know I had to do something.

I knelt down and held his face with both hands, "Don't worry, I'll be fine until Ah Juan becomes a big man in charge."

He grabbed my sleeve nervously, "Will Dad die when I become a big man?"

The scene of him crying on top of my corpse in the previous life flashed before my eyes, and I was in a trance for a moment, unable to answer him.

"Then when will I become a big man?" His eyes were full of fear.

"That's not the case, I was wrong." I pinched his nose, and hugged him vigorously with open arms, "It should be, until Ah Juan becomes a bald uncle, I will absolutely, absolutely not die!"

rest assured.

"There are still a few decades, many decades, many decades," I gestured with my hand to a length that could not be seen, exaggerating my lifespan without shame, trying to make him laugh, "In such a long time, I will always be with Ah Juan."

The moment he was hugged by me, he was stunned. After a while, he leaned on my shoulder in relief, closed his eyes and smiled: "Yeah."

In this life, I will hold your hand tightly and never leave you easily.

I promise.