Rebirth of the Little Lucky Star in 80s

In her impression, Nannan has never been sick since she grew up, and she is a very worry-free child. Now that she was sick, old lady Shen's whole heart hung in her throat.

I'm afraid it's like the saying goes, either you don't get sick, or you don't get sick.

Fu Bao lay back on the bed, closed his eyes heavily, thinking that he might really be sick, if it was a cold, maybe he would be fine by resting for a while.

It turns out that this is what it feels like to be sick...

She just had a cold, and that was all. The mortal people are often tormented by various diseases, how uncomfortable?

In this respect, Fu Bao thinks that the heaven is good. Although life is very boring, at least he will not get sick. And the lifespan of the gods is very long, very long... There are even immortal ones.

Fu Bao's mind was like a mess, and he fell asleep again drowsily.

Old man Shen hastily bought the medicine and came back, and asked the waiter to bring over a cup of hot water by the way. He walked to the bed and saw that Fu Bao closed his eyes tightly and remained motionless, his heart seemed to be burning with worry.

"Old woman, how is your daughter? Did you fall asleep again? The medicine was bought, and she has to take some medicine before going to sleep."

Old Mrs. Shen nodded, and called Fu Bao a few more times, "Ninny, you're going to buy the medicine too, you should take some first when you get up."

"..." Fu Bao didn't respond.

She could hear her grandma's voice, but her eyelids were too heavy, and she couldn't open them. Opening even a single crack seems to exhaust all the strength in her whole body.

"No, my daughter's condition is not very good, I have to take her to the hospital for a check." Just as old man Shen said, a few boys came in from the outside.

As soon as Shen Zhile entered the door, she said cheerfully: "Grandma, Fubao, my eldest brother said that there is a mountain in Guangcheng with a particularly beautiful view. People who come to travel will go for a walk. Do you want to climb the mountain... Fubao!?"

Seeing that Fu Bao was lying on the bed without moving, Shen Zhile's expression changed. He choked on the words he hadn't finished speaking, and rushed to the side of the bed in one stride, reaching out to hold Fu Bao's hand, "What's wrong with my sister? She Why are your hands so cold!"

"It should be a cold. My daughter has never been ill before. Now she is suddenly ill. How can her body bear it?" Old Mrs. Shen's eyes became redder, and her heart ached.

"Fubao, how are you? What's wrong with you? Tell fourth brother!" Shen Zhile looked at Fubao's pale face, extremely worried.

Seeing that she still didn't respond, Shen Zhile quickly looked at the old couple again, "Grandma, take my sister to the hospital now!"

Shen Zhishu and Shen Zhiyi were also too worried, "Yes, grandma, my sister was fine yesterday, why did she fall ill today? This is a sudden illness, I must see a doctor!"

"You memorize my sister, I'll go down and call a taxi first!" Shen Zhishu went out after finishing speaking, not daring to neglect, for fear that Fubao had some serious illness, and if he was slow, her illness would be delayed.

Shen Zhile helped Fu Bao up from the bed, "I'll carry it."

Shen Zhiyi helped put Fubao on his back, Shen Zhile clasped her hands behind her back, picked her up immediately, and was about to go outside.

But within two steps, he couldn't straighten up, and his expression suddenly became embarrassing.

Strange, when did my sister become so heavy? He couldn't even carry it!

Is it his illusion?

Shen Zhile carried Fu Bao on his back and tried to walk a few steps forward. After such a short distance, he was so tired that he was out of breath, and big drops of sweat fell from his forehead.