Dressed as a villain's wife

Chapter 140 The Eighth Day

It was getting colder and colder. Although Nanzhi woke up, his body was still very weak and he often had fever.

Fortunately, when it was raining, Shen Miaomiao cleverly used the iron pot to catch water and filled up the bamboo tube so that Nan Zhi could drink hot water when she was hot.

Flash forward to October [-]th, Nanzhi became groggy, and he could hold on to He Zhiyu to talk two days ago, but now he even struggled to open his eyes.

Looking at Nan Zhi's already turning blue face, Shen Miaomiao hid outside the car and wiped away her tears.

She didn't understand why Sister Nanzhi was like this, she was able to sit and talk to them a few days ago, why is it getting worse now?

Shen Zhiyu also seemed to feel something, seeing his aunt sleeping with her eyes tightly closed for the past two days, the little guy also became dull and taciturn, only shed tears secretly at night when sleeping on the edge of Nanzhi.

After sleeping all night, Nan Zhi finally opened his eyes, saw his son who was dozing off beside him, and raised his hand to touch Shen Zhiyu's small face with difficulty.

Feeling someone touching her, Zhiyu raised her head in a daze, and froze for a moment when she saw Nanzhi smiling at her.

"Auntie?"

"Jade of hard work." Nan Zhi finished speaking softly, and touched his face again.

The little face that had been fattened up by her was now deflated again, and even the chin was sharpened a lot.

"Aniang, Zhiyu is not hard." The little guy took Nan Zhi's hand and said in a low voice, his voice was full of nostalgia.

He really wanted A-Niang to get better soon, wanted A-Niang to sleep with him in her arms, and wanted her to tell him stories about fighting monsters.

He remembered that Auntie used to praise him as a little blessing, so he held Auntie's hand every night these days, whispering that Auntie would get well soon.

But he read it for several days, but it was useless, and A Niang still slept with her eyes closed every day.

The aunt said, Madam is tired, as long as she has a good rest, she will get better soon.

Sure enough, Auntie didn't lie to him, Auntie will be fine today.

Thinking of this, a smile appeared on Zhiyu's face, and she was unwilling to let go of Nanzhi's hand.

Shen Miaomiao was sitting on the girder and driving the mule cart. Hearing the movement in the carriage, she was also stunned for a while. She guessed that Sister Nan Zhi might have woken up, so her face became more emotional. Then she remembered what she said to herself a few days ago. After saying that, 9 couldn't help but turn slightly red eyes again.

Sister Nanzhi said that she couldn't survive the tenth day, and she dragged herself to talk a lot while Zhiyu fell asleep.

It's like, it's like explaining the funeral.

"Zhiyu, you have to obediently listen to Auntie, you understand?"

Nan Zhi held back his smile and tried hard to say more.

"Zhiyu is obedient. Auntie said that Auntie will be fine if she rests well. Auntie is really well." The little guy nodded.

Nanzhi felt a pain in his chest.

Seeing Zhiyu's sensible appearance, she could only bear not to cry in front of him.

"Then Zhiyu has to listen to Auntie even more, you know? Auntie is sick and very tired. Auntie takes care of Auntie and takes care of Zhiyu. It is also very hard. You have to be obedient."

After saying this, Nan Zhi felt a little out of breath, turned his face slightly and coughed twice.

Zhiyu nodded abruptly in agreement, saying that he must listen to Shen Miaomiao's words, and took a bamboo tube to feed Nanzhi with water.

After drinking warm water, Nan Zhi felt a little more relaxed.

This is the eighth day, and one more day, and the last day.

"Zhiyu, is there a moon tonight?" Nanzhi's eyes were slightly misty, and seemed to have no light.

Hearing her words, the little guy hurriedly opened the small window and shook his head when he saw the pitch black sky.

"Aniang, there is no moon tonight."

"it is good."

Nanzhi nodded with a smile, and didn't continue talking.

The moon on the fifteenth day is sixteen round, but I just don’t know if I can see the moon again tomorrow night.

At this moment, she seemed to be relieved suddenly, her head tilted, and she fell asleep again.

Shen Zhiyu was taken aback by her movement, and when he got closer and felt that she was still breathing, he wiped away his tears.

He is a little man, he can't cry, A Niang is just resting, resting, he will be fine tomorrow, and A Niang will be fine tomorrow.

It was late at night, Shen Miaomiao was so sleepy that she found a safe place to stop the mule cart.

Rubbing her sore and stiff buttocks and sore waist, the little girl ate black flour pancakes, and whimpered after taking two bites.

Why haven't A-Niang and A-Day found themselves after eight days?
Sister Nanzhi became ill like this, what should she do?
I also read all the small medicine packs I found in the car. I searched and found only a small pack of medicine for treating wind and cold, but it was useless for Sister Nanzhi to eat.

Wiping away her tears vigorously, Shen Miaomiao ate the pancakes in a few mouthfuls and filled half of the bamboo tube with water before climbing into the car.

Che Li Nanzhi's eyes were closed tightly, his face was a little gray, the flesh on his face was even thinner, his eye sockets were sunken, and his lips were chapped.

Zhiyu also lay beside her, hugging her tightly with a pair of small hands, as if afraid that Nanzhi would leave.

After moving her stiff limbs, Shen Miaomiao sat aside and wrapped herself in a thicker dress and closed her eyes.

Tomorrow morning she had to hurry, as long as she could find a village with a doctor.

Sister Nanzhi can be cured.

The two big ones fell into a deep sleep, but the mule kicked its front hooves a little uneasily.

Shen Wenchen was riding his horse and galloping wildly, the cold wind blowing on his face made him not feel tired at all.

He is going to Yancheng to find Zhiyu and the others.

Lin Yicheng was driving the mule cart to lead the way.

They waited on that hillside for a day, but the flood never meant to stop.

In the end, they really had no choice but to choose a detour, but now they have been driving for eight days, but there is still no sign of Fat Ya and the others.

Thinking that they might have been washed away by the flood, the group of people stopped making a sound.

"No. Sister-in-law is a person with opportunities, and nothing will happen." Sun Cui spoke in the silence of everyone holding the child.

She believed that sister-in-law, if she hadn't reported to the village in advance, all of them would have died in that overturning, but such a dangerous natural disaster, sister-in-law could have dreamed of it, this time it was just a flood, she would definitely not something happened.

Sun Cui started like this, Chen Qiulan also nodded and said: "Sister-in-law will definitely be fine, they may also be looking for us now, we have to hurry up and find them."

Mother Lin's eyes were red, and her heart was hurting at the moment, and she wiped her tears again when she heard the two daughter-in-laws say this.

Yes, she is so fat, she will be fine.

As long as they continue to walk, they will definitely meet the girl and the others.

Aunt Osmanthus was also worried.

Miaomiao will be fine.

Everyone made up their minds to rest early and continue their journey tomorrow morning. They believed that they would be found.

At this moment, a young man was running through the woods at an extremely fast speed, with despair on his face.

It has to be faster!

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