On the weekend, there was a sudden rainstorm in S City, followed by a strong gale that lasted the whole afternoon. Xin Rong's class happened to have a practical class, so when the rainstorm came, the students were drying their newly dyed cloth in the yard.
No one wanted their work to be destroyed, so they all went to collect it in the storm. Naturally, they were all soaked.
"Xin Rong, you will catch a cold like this. Come back to the dorm with us."
Zhang Jin saw Xin Rong holding her cloth and sneezing, so she dragged her to the dorm to wait for Ying Wang. Qi Qiqi suggested that Xin Rong take a shower, but she was not used to taking a shower outside, so she just dried herself and changed into Qi Qiqi's clothes.
"Achoo!" Xin Rong sneezed while looking at her phone.
Qi Qiqi helped her dry her hair and joked, "Not so fast. We have a class to skip. How can Senior Ying and the others come now?"
While talking, Xin Rong's phone rang.
"Hello!" She grinned and picked it up.
"Yeah, I got wet. I'm in the dorm!"
"Change into Qi Qiqi's clothes."
"Okay!"
Qi Qiqi stared at her. "Senior Ying?"
"Yeah, my brother is here to pick me up." Xin Rong stood up and was about to leave.
Zhang Jin leaned against the window and looked out. She saw a black car driving into the dorm area. "That's fast. Is he nearby?"
"I sent a text message!" Xin Rong said confusedly. When she came to the dorm, she sent a text message to tell Ying Wang and the others that the class was over early.
"But it can't be so fast!" Qi Qiqi counted on her fingers. "It takes at least an hour to come from the Ying clan."
Xin Rong did not care about this kind of thing. She had already put on her shoes and walked to the door. "See you next week!"
"Bye!"
When she went downstairs, she saw Ying Wang standing in the hall with an umbrella. He frowned when he saw her.
"Don't get wet in the rain. You will catch a cold."
Xin Rong held his arm and acted like a spoiled child. "But I can't let the cloth get wet. Besides, we are all in the rain. It's okay!"
"Hold the umbrella." Ying Wang handed her the umbrella. As soon as Xin Rong took it, she was picked up. When she realized it, she was sitting on Ying Wang's arm.
This child-like approach made the two of them secretly happy. It was as if they had reached some kind of consensus.
"Don't worry about me, call yourself." Ying Wang saw that Xin Rong was leaning on his neck and was trying to turn around to open an umbrella for him. He reached out and pressed her shoulder.
Xin Rong had to raise the umbrella as high as she could. Although it was only a few steps, Ying Wang's body was still wet after getting on the car.
Achoo! Xin Rong rubbed her nose and placed a large hand on her forehead.
"Is Rongrong all right?" Ying Cheng leaned over from the driver's seat.
Ying Wang shook his head. "I caught a cold."
"Sit tight, let's go back quickly. The weather forecast said that there will be a typhoon tonight."
At night, Xin Rong stood on the balcony and looked at the distant sea. For the first time, she felt the terrible power of nature. If Ying Cheng hadn't said that it was very safe, she would have thought that the sea was going to submerge the house.
"Come in and take your medicine." Ying Wang called her.
Xin Rong ran over and sneezed a few more times.
"After taking the medicine, take a hot bath and go to bed early." Ying Wang stroked her head.
Ying Cheng ran in from outside. His whole body was wet, and he was holding something furry in his hand. "This little guy was blown into our swimming pool by the wind!"
"This is …"
Xin Rong was not sure. "A squirrel?"
"Do you like it?" Ying Cheng shook the squirrel by its tail.
The little guy was already frightened, and now that he was being tormented like this, he was so scared that he started to squeal.
"I'll find something for it to eat. Brother Cheng, don't bully it. Find a box and put it in!"
Ying Cheng saw that Xin Rong liked it, so he found a wooden box, poked a few small holes in it, and put the squirrel in. "This way, it can't run away. When the rain stops, we'll find a cage to keep it."
It was the first time for Xin Rong to be so close to a small animal. It was so rare that she stared at it and didn't want to leave. Later, she was forced by Ying Wang to take her back to the room to take a bath and sleep. In a daze, she felt hotter and hotter, and her head seemed to be splitting.
"Rongrong! Rongrong! "
"Who is calling me? Mother! Mother, don't go. Don't leave me … "
Ying Wang put the towel on Xin Rong's head with a sullen face. Ying Cheng walked around anxiously.
"What should we do? The typhoon won't go away, and the doctor can't come up." He took the towel from Ying Wang and threw it into the ice water. "Brother, is this okay? What if she becomes an idiot? "
"Shut up." Ying Wang glared at him and took out the thermometer.
Fortunately, it was 39 degrees, one degree lower than just now.
"Go and find out if there is any physical way to lower the temperature." Ying Wang looked at the little girl who was breathing rapidly on the bed, and his heart ached.
Ying Cheng studied for a long time but still couldn't be sure. He ran downstairs and called the aunt. Hearing that Xin Rong had a fever, the aunt was also worried.
"Use alcohol to wipe the little miss's palms and feet." The aunt quickly prepared the alcohol and cotton. She wanted to do it herself, but the two brothers asked her to rest.
Ying Wang handed the cotton to Ying Cheng. "Wipe your palms."
He put his hands into the quilt to wipe Xin Rong's feet. He could hold the little feet with one hand, and the delicate touch was like a fine jade. But at this time, the man didn't have the mind to feel that. His heart was focused on reducing the fever.
"It seems that the temperature dropped again." After wiping several times, Ying Cheng measured Xin Rong's temperature. It dropped to 38 degrees.
Ying Wang washed his hands and held Xin Rong. "Go and get the medicine."
"Rongrong, Rongrong."
This time Xin Rong heard it clearly. She tried to open her eyes and looked at Ying Wang's face.
"Brother... I feel uncomfortable..."
Ying Cheng took the opportunity to put the medicine into her mouth. "Rongrong, be good. Come and drink water. You have a fever. You will feel better after taking the medicine! "
Seeing that she was able to take the medicine, the brother's heart was finally at ease.
"Sleep." Ying Wang asked her to lie down. "We will stay with you."
Seeing that she fell asleep again, Ying Wang stood up. "You look after me. I will take a shower."
Just now, he was sweating all over after a long time. He couldn't let go of Xin Rong, so he quickly took a shower and put on the clothes. Then he heard Ying Cheng shouting outside.
"Brother, come out. Come and see."
Ying Wang rushed out without drying his hair. Ying Cheng pointed at Xin Rong's face in panic. "Look."
Xin Rong's breathing was still rapid. Her originally flushed face had a few transparent beads growing out of nowhere.
"There are also some on her hand." Ying Cheng looked and reached out to pull Xin Rong's pajamas.
Ying Wang saw that the little girl's neck and shoulders were also full of small blisters.
"Chickenpox." His heart sank.
"Ah!" Ying Cheng was shocked, and then he remembered that Xin Rong was different from them. She didn't have any vaccination.
Probably it began to itch, and Xin Rong instinctively raised her hand to scratch her face. Ying Cheng was scared and hurriedly grabbed her. "Brother, do something!"
"I will ask the aunt. You look after Rongrong. Don't let her scratch the chickenpox." Ying Wang hurriedly ran downstairs. The aunt didn't rest, either. She was cooking porridge for Xin Rong in the kitchen. Hearing that Xin Rong had chickenpox, she almost threw the pot away.
"How can she have chickenpox? Hasn't the little miss been vaccinated? "The aunt wiped her hands." I will go and see. "
Xin Rong had been awakened by the itch and was crying and saying that she was itchy.
"Oh, it's chickenpox!" The aunt hurriedly asked Ying Cheng to get up. "Hurry up and lift the quilt. Don't let her get hot."
Ying Cheng hurriedly threw the quilt to the ground. Xin Rong looked at Ying Wang with tears in her eyes. Ying Wang felt his heart tighten again, but he didn't know what to do.
"Hurry up and find a cotton sock. Turn up the air conditioner." The aunt directed the two men. Ying Wang immediately went to find a sock, and Ying Cheng went to turn on the air conditioner.
Xin Rong's fever went down, but she still felt itchy all over. She asked in fear, "I... am I going to die..."
"Bah, bah, bah!" The aunt fed her some water. "Little miss, don't talk nonsense. You have chickenpox. After that, you will be fine." Suddenly the aunt shouted, "No, no, young master, you have to go out. You will be infected."
Ying Wang took the sock and then grabbed Ying Cheng. "You go out."
"No." Ying Cheng grabbed the door frame. "You can do it, so can I. I have to take care of my sister!"
"Don't be ridiculous. If you get infected, how can I take care of you?" Ying Wang pushed him out.
Ying Cheng shouted outside, "Then you should be careful!"
His genes hadn't been improved, so Ying Cheng also knew that he was likely to be infected. At this time, he couldn't make trouble.
"Aunt..."
"I'm fine. I had it when I was a child." The aunt put the sock on Xin Rong's hand and said worriedly, "Young master, you go out too. I will take care of the little miss."
Xin Rong had stopped crying. She knew about chickenpox. The children of the servants in her family had it before.
"Brother Wangwang, you go out. It will be infected." Her eyes were red. "I will listen to the aunt. Don't worry."
Ying Wang sat on the bed and wanted to grab her hand, but he was afraid of touching the chickenpox, so he grabbed a strand of her hair and said, "I also had it when I was a child. You don't have to worry about it. Just hold on. When the sun rises, we will call the doctor."
"Will I become ugly..." Xin Rong lowered her head sadly. It turned out that no matter how advanced technology was, there were some diseases that humans couldn't cure. She remembered that other people's children had chickenpox. When they got better, their faces were full of holes.
Thinking that she might become like that, she couldn't help but cry again.
Ying Wang quickly caught her tears and said with a tone of blame, "Don't cry. It will itch more."
"Come, let the little miss come and make some oatmeal water." The aunt came out of the bathroom. Just a while, she made a bathtub with oatmeal water. "Don't be afraid. As long as you don't scratch, there won't be any holes."
She comforted Xin Rong, "Making oatmeal water can relieve the itch. This is a traditional method in our hometown. But it is very useful. Go in and have a try."
Ying Wang didn't dare to hold her or touch her. Xin Rong walked in slowly. At the door of the bathroom, she pulled Ying Wang's sleeve. "I... I'm scared alone."
"Then I will accompany the little miss!" As soon as the aunt finished speaking, Ying Wang stopped her. "I will go in."
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