After the "Little Cold", a strong cold air flowed south, and the lonely wilderness suddenly became frozen, the earth was lost, and everything condensed. During the day, people shrank their necks and sniffed the heat, and walked hurriedly on the lifeless street. When the sun sets in the evening, it seems like they slipping into a large ice cellar in a blink of an eye, making you not want to stay outside for a moment.

What is even more frightening and disappointing than this season is that the efficiency of our cotton mill has declined sharply, as if it has reached a point where it is not enough to make ends meet overnight. Some people have long muttered that the chemical fiber cotton that the Nanman Lao Hou brought back from the south was all high-priced goods with few hands, which are almost unprofitable, and they are losing money to make a name for themselves. Now, all this has really become a reality. The cotton mill is in an extreme crisis, and the business of the People's Hospital where Sister Hong is located is getting more and more prosperous. Although she has not transferred in and the bonus is much less than that of the formal employees, the water still rises higher and her income has increased a lot.

Xiaozhuang is over one year old and can call her mother, grandpa and grandma. The landlord is so happy that she loves her as her own grandson. I don’t know how to teach him to call me. When the child stares at me with his dark eyes and looks at me, I always feel a feeling of depression in my heart.

The day before yesterday, Xiaozhuang suddenly had a cold and coughed. At first, Sister Hong and I didn’t care because the little guy has always been in good health and had never had any headaches and fever. Sister Hong took some medicine from the county hospital and fed it to the little guy himself, and the symptoms seemed to be getting better.

That night, Xiaozhuang, who was originally quiet, suddenly cried and made a fuss. Sister Hong and I took turns to hold him and coax him, and finally let him fall asleep.

In the second half of the night, when I was sleeping soundly, Sister Hong exclaimed and pushed me to wake me up, saying that Xiaozhuang was burning badly. I got up in a daze and touched the child's forehead. It was indeed hot and hot. I was suddenly awakened. After a closer look, the little guy was breathing rapidly and his face was a little purple. As Sister Hong kept urging me, I quickly put on my clothes in a hurry, hugged Xiaozhuang with her, pushed up the bicycle, and went out anxiously.

The night was in full swing and the cold wind was shrill. I held the flashlight with one hand and supported the handlebars with the other. I widened my eyes and identified the scenery in front of me. On the bumpy dirt road, the car was jogging like a sway. Sister Hong hugged Xiaozhuang tightly and kept saying hurry up. I was dizzy when I woke up from the quilt, and then I fell into the cold wind, and felt even more upset. After being nagged like this, I couldn't help but feel a little angry.

I finally saw the street lights in front of me, and I rushed onto the asphalt road. When I rode to the county hospital in sweat, my chest was like a broken bellows. We hurried to the emergency room, knocked on the door of the doctor on duty, shouted loudly for a long time, and then a male doctor on night shift opened the door and let us in lazily.

The male doctor on duty recognized Yin Hong. Seeing Xiao Zhuang in his arms twitching slightly, he immediately became nervous. He took off Xiao Zhuang's clothes and listened left and right. After the examination was completed, he complained to us while prescribing.

"What are you doing? The children are burned like this, why are they here now?"

The doctor said he would stay in the hospital for observation, and first gave Xiaozhuang the water to hang up, and then undergo further examination during the day. Sister Hong looked at me with a gloomy face, tears in her eyes, and complained angrily: "It's all you, you can't scream after falling asleep, otherwise she wouldn't have done this."

I was so angry that I was nagged by Sister Hong. Now my sweat was so cold that I was so wet that I felt so cold. When I was complaining like this, I felt really uncomfortable. I also raised my face and shouted in my voice: "You blame me for everything? Xiaozhuang was not feeling well in the afternoon. Why don't you bring me to see it? You must know that he is your child, you are the fuck, what am I..."

Sister Hong looked at me with a grudge, and two lines of tears rolled down from her pale cheeks. I realized that I was talking and quickly stopped the stalker.

Sister Hong ignored me with a fright, picked up Xiaozhuang with difficulty, turned around and walked out the door with the prescription. I quickly stepped forward to help her, but she threw it away.

Sister Hong held Xiaozhuang hard and knocked on the window of the pharmacy. I picked up a lot of bottles and jars, followed her embarrassedly, panted through the empty corridor, and came to the nurse's duty room.

A little nurse pricked Xiaozhuang's hand and couldn't find the blood vessel. Amid Xiaozhuang's heart-wrenching crying, Sister Hong's face turned pale and she couldn't help but tremble. Following the instructions of the little nurse, I quickly took off Xiaozhuang's socks and picked up his little feet. The blood flow of Huirui was finally seen in the needle tube. Sister Hong wiped the tears at the corners of her eyes and gently picked up Xiaozhuang. I carefully raised the infusion bottle and walked side by side with her towards the observation room.

The lights in the observation room were dim and sat on several rows of benches, sitting a few trance patients and their families. We found the innermost seat and sat down.

"You go back and you can sleep for a while. You have to go to work tomorrow." Sister Hong touched me with her elbow.

"I... are not tired." I looked at her with a flattering look and replied cautiously.

"You go back, I can do it alone." Sister Hong advised me again.

"Sister Hong, I was so anxious just now. I knew... I shouldn't say that." I explained nervously and guiltily.

"It's okay, you go back and take a break. I can do it alone." Sister Hong's eyes were filled with pity, and she seemed to have not completely calmed down.

"Sister Hong, don't take it seriously. I was really anxious and talk nonsense. Xiaozhuang and you are my relatives, I..." I knew that I had hurt her, so I continued to confess my feelings with regret.

Sister Hong didn't say anything anymore and sighed softly. She had been struggling for a long time and now she was hung with water again. Xiaozhuang felt a little better and fell asleep in a drowsy way. I covered the work clothes and cotton jacket I brought over the mother and the mother.

There was a tall charcoal stove growing in the observation room, and the long chimney bent to the window, emitting a warm atmosphere in the quiet night. At some point, Sister Hong also leaned on my shoulder and took a nap tiredly.

The cold wind in the middle of the night slapped the window frames, and the bare branches swayed under the street lights outdoors. Although I was tired, I had no sleepiness at all. I took my eyes back from the window and turned to Sister Hong's haggard face, looked at her long eyelashes that closed, and listened to her slight snoring, and my heart was filled with indescribable melancholy.

In the early morning, snowflakes rose and rustled on the glass window. When the sky was dark, I stood up and looked out the window. It was covered in silver, all the colors disappeared, and there was a vast white area everywhere.
Chapter completed!