273: Little Villain, Thank You

Little Villain, Thank You

Rong Si's face was pale, and his eyes contained a tinge of redness. His long eyelashes covered the bottom of his eyelids, trembling as he breathed.1

He seemed to be fitfully sleeping. His brows were furrowed, and one of his hands was clutching the bed sheets.

This sight of him made Su Jiu's heart ache.

She wanted to be a fan of the little villain, and treat and take care of him as if he were her child. Unexpectedly, he was the one protecting her instead.

He's still a child, yet he's so brave.

She thought that she would remember what had happened today for the rest of her life.

No matter what, she had to rewrite the tragic fate of the little villain and let him live well. She wanted to let him enjoy the beauty of this world and prevent him from sinking into darkness!

"Daddy, I want to come down." Su Jiu spoke again.

Only then did Su Shengjing put down the little girl. Su Jiu immediately ran to the side of the bed and worriedly looked at Rong Si. She reached out to touch his forehead.

So hot!

Didn't his mother say that he took some fever medicine? Why's it still so hot? It's probably 38.9 degrees Celsius.

Song Wanqiu walked in behind them. When she saw her son's uncomfortable face, her heart ached. She also reached out to touch his forehead.

Her worries intensified. "The fever medicine doesn't seem to be working. I have to send him to the hospital."

For a child, a fever could be disastrous. They could not let their guard down. Su Shengjing immediately said, "We'll help you in sending the child to the hospital. Brother, go get the car."

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

Rong Si was quickly sent to the hospital. Sheng Tianci carried him to the Emergency Department. Song Wanqiu and Su Shengjing remained close behind.

Su Shengjing hugged Su Jiu as she watched the doctor examine the little villain.

After checking the boy's temperature, the doctor looked at the number and said, "39.4 degrees Celsius. His fever is quite high. Let's put him on an IV drip to reduce the fever."

Song Wanqiu hurriedly nodded. "Alright, doctor, I'll leave it to you. He was fine in the morning, but when I came home, I discovered that he had a fever. I don't know what happened."

Su Jiu was stunned.

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

He experienced such a thing where he had one foot past the gates of hell, yet he still didn't say anything?

How enduring he is!

Su Jiu suddenly understood why he became a villain. His mental fortitude was extraordinary…

"He probably caught a cold, right? If the IV drip can reduce his fever, he'll recover without issues," the doctor said as he wrote down the prescription.

Rong Si was placed in a hospital ward. He lay on the bed in a daze, feeling extremely unwell. His face finally revealed a trace of a child's frailty as he called out in a daze, "Mommy…"

Song Wanqiu immediately held his hand, her eyes slightly red. "Mommy's here. Ah Si, you need an IV now. You can go home after your fever subsides."

Rong Si's eyelashes trembled and he dazedly said, "Little Jiu, sister…"

Su Jiu was stunned again.

Even in his delirium, the little villain is still thinking of me?

Not his father, his grandparents, or anyone else he knew

But her.

Does this mean that I'm special to the little villain?

Su Jiu quickly got down from Su Shengjing's arms and ran to the bed. She tightly grasped Rong Si's other hand. "Brother, Little Jiu is here too. You have to get well soon!"

As she spoke, her throat suddenly felt a little tight.

Little villain, thank you so much for today.

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