"Isn't it good?" Fear swelled up in Xia Tong's heart, and his chest hurt like a tear.

Night Thunder Lord sighed and bowed his head, he didn't answer immediately, but waved his big hand and motioned for the maids to go down.

The three little maids bowed to them and hurried out of the room.

Only then did Night Thunder Jue speak: "It is estimated that it won't last long, the situation is getting worse and worse......"

He pressed one hand on the woman's shoulder, patted it gently, and comforted, "...... You don't have to worry too much, Professor Yan's words are also very clear, Buzz is exhausted, and you have made sacrifices for it, it is not your responsibility to save it, we have done our best! ”

Xia Tong lowered her eyes and looked at the little red face of her son in her arms, she kissed it, stroked his hair with one hand, and silently did not speak.

"Don't be like this......" The man looked distressed, grabbed her shoulders, and took her into his arms.

Xia Tong tugged at the corners of his mouth and leaned on him, his eyes still staring at his son.

Xiao Si has not been awake since last night, his whole body is hot, and his fever is 50 degrees, but he has no other symptoms, just a little lack of water.

Of course, the doctors were amazed, according to common sense, the human body could not bear the fever to such a high degree, and it was already dead, not to mention that human beings had never had such a high body temperature.

Knowing what's at stake, Nightlord signed a confidentiality contract with the doctors, not allowing anyone to divulge the matter.

The night family naturally didn't dare to offend, and all the medical staff who knew about it kept their mouths shut, for fear that their jobs would not be guaranteed, and even more so, they would have no place to stand!

"Give it to me, I'll hold it." Nightshade suddenly let go of him and looked down at the child in the woman's arms.

Xia Tong glanced up at him, was surprised to see the bloodshot at the bottom of his eyes, and was distressed, and handed the child into his hands.

Ye Tingjue gently hugged and wrapped the child in his arm, as if he had a feeling, Xiao Si actually opened his eyes slowly.

The big eyes were also full of blood, and the little boy looked at his father, breathing a little, and the breath he exhaled was terrifyingly hot.

"Our little man has woken up...... "Night Thunder Jue's heart tightened, but he smiled and said to Xia Tong.

Xia Tong stood up and held his son's hand: "Little Four, do you want to eat something, Mommy will make it for you herself!?" ”

"......" The little boy blinked, in fact, it was difficult to speak anymore, and he could only hold his mother's hand tightly with his little hand.

Feeling the child's strength, Xia Tong's eyes were sour, and he finally burst into tears.

Xiao Si looked at the tears rolling down the corners of his mother's eyes, opened his mouth, and forced out two words: "Don't cry......"

The child's voice was hoarse and trembling, almost inaudible, this sentence of "don't cry" completely made Xia Tong lose control of her emotions, she turned around abruptly, turned her back to her son, and didn't want him to see her tears again.

Night Thunder Jue frowned, looking at the mother and son like this, his heart was broken.

He hugged his son tightly, walked slowly to the window, and then went to the balcony, where the sun was setting outside, and the bright red sun was sinking on the horizon.

The blood-colored remnant sun is beautiful, but with a hint of desolation, giving people a strong sense of depression.

Just like the mood of Night Thunder Lord at this moment, he stood in front of the guardrail with the child in his arms, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, trying to make himself look gentle and happy.

"Xiao Si said last time that he wanted to learn to ride a horse, and when you are well, Dad will take you to learn, okay?"

When the little boy heard this, the corners of his mouth twitched, and his face was delighted.

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