I Become A Burdensome Child After Transmigrating

There was a strange blush in his pale face, and his thick eyelashes covered the lower eyelids, trembling slightly with his breathing.

He seemed to be sleeping restlessly, looking uncomfortable, his brows were furrowed, and he was still clutching the bed sheet with one hand.

With him like this, Su Jiu felt a sudden pain in his heart.

She wanted to be the little villain's mother fan, and love and protect him as her own cub, but unexpectedly, it was he who was protecting her instead.

He's still a kid, but he's really brave.

She thought, what happened today, she will remember forever.

No matter what, she will rewrite the tragic fate of the little villain, let him live a good life, enjoy the beauty of this world, and stop letting him fall into darkness!

"Father, I want to come down." Su Jiu said again.

Only then did Su Shengjing put her down, and she immediately ran to the bedside, looked at Rong Si worriedly, and stretched out her small hand to touch his forehead.

Hiss...so hot!

Didn't you say you took antipyretics? Why is it still so hot, maybe thirty-eight nine degrees?

Song Wanqiu then walked in, and seeing the child's distressed face, she was so distressed that she also reached out to touch his forehead.

Immediately, she became even more worried, "The antipyretics don't seem to be effective, I have to send him to the hospital."

A child's fever can be a big or small thing, and it cannot be taken lightly. Su Shengjing said immediately, "We will help you send the child to the hospital, and the third child will drive."

Sheng Tianci nodded, walked over to pick up the child from the bed, and strode out.

Rong Si was quickly sent to the hospital, Sheng Tianci carried him to the emergency department, followed by Song Wanqiu and Su Shengjing.

Su Jiu was still held by Su Shengjing, watching the doctor examine the little villain intently.

After taking the temperature, the doctor looked at the number on it and said, "Thirty-nine degrees four, the fever is a bit severe, let's infuse it first to reduce the fever."

Song Wanqiu nodded hastily, "Okay, doctor, please. The child is fine in the morning, but when I came back in the evening, I found that he had a fever. I don't know what's wrong."

Su Jiu was taken aback.

So, the little villain didn't tell his mother what happened today?

After going through such a thing, he stepped into the gate of hell with one foot, but he still didn't say anything?

How forbearing it must be.

Su Jiu suddenly understood why a villain became a villain. This psychological quality is really not comparable to that of ordinary people...

"It should be a cold, right? If the infusion can reduce the fever, it's not a big problem." The doctor said while opening the list.

Rong Si was sent to the infusion room. He was lying on the bed in a daze, and he was really sick. Finally, his face showed a fragility that belonged to a child, and he called vaguely, "Mom..."

Song Wanqiu immediately held his hand, her eyes were slightly red, "Mom is here. Ah Si, you need an infusion now, and you can go home after the fever subsides."

Rong Si's eyelashes fluttered slightly, and he said in a daze, "Xiaojiu, sister..."

Su Jiu was taken aback again.

The little villain is so ill, will he still think of her?

Not his dad, not his grandparents, or anyone else he knew.

but her.

This shows that I am special in the heart of the little villain, right?

Su Jiu quickly got down from Su Shengjing's arms, and ran to the bed in a few steps, holding his other hand with two small hands, "Brother, Xiao Jiu is here too. You need to get better soon!"

As she spoke, her throat suddenly became sore.

Little villain, thank you very much this time.