A woman who becos a mother never has a full night’s sleep. After giving birth to Xia Yuan, Ran Qing developed the habit of waking up in the middle of the night.
Even more so after having Xia Hen and Xia Yan.
Just after falling asleep, Ran Qing suddenly felt a severe palpitation, and her breathing beca very difficult. She could even faintly hear soone urgently calling for help.
She couldn’t hear clearly, but that soft and tender voice sounded just like Xia Yuan when he was little.
"The child!"
Ran Qing was startled and suddenly opened her eyes.
There was a candle lit in the room, and Xia Geng, who was extrely tired, was dozing off by the bedside. He opened his eyes imdiately upon hearing her exclamation.
"Qing Qing..."
"Brother Geng, the child, the child!"
Without ti to say anything else, the first thing Ran Qing did upon waking was to reach out and check the breathing of the two children.
However, when she just checked the breathing, she suddenly found that one child’s breathing was extrely weak, so weak that it was almost undetectable.
Xia Geng was shocked and quickly reached out to check the breathing of the two children, and he was instantly terrified.
The Big Pimple was okay, but the Big Head...
"Xiuming, Xiuming!"
Zhen Xiuming was resting in the nearby room and rushed over as soon as he heard the call.
Ran Qing was already too panicked to make a sound, and Xia Geng’s eyes were red with anxiety.
"Quick, quick, he, he has stopped breathing!"
Zhen Xiuming instinctively thought they were talking about the eldest son, but upon seeing their expressions, his heart sank— it was actually the second son who had taken the dicine!
How could it be like this? That dicine was supposed to be a miraculous elixir, and his master had said it could bring the dead back to life!
But now, after the child took the dicine, he was at death’s door!
"Xiuming, how could this happen? Save him, save him!"
Xia Geng’s body was rigid, the events of these days were sothing he never wanted to relive for the rest of his life!
Zhen Xiuming irritably scratched his head, he wanted to save the child, but, but he truly was powerless.
"I, I, I have no way."
This was the second ti Zhen Xiuming felt so small and helpless. First, he was unable to save Ran Yan, and now this little boy. He possessed great dical skills, yet couldn’t even save a little baby. If word got out, he would truly beco a laughing stock!
"If my master were still alive, perhaps there would’ve been a chance. But now, I..."
In fact, he even doubted that even if his master were here, it might be impossible. His master’s elixir had already failed twice in a row, hadn’t it?
"My child, my child..."
Ran Qing, with hollow eyes, tightly embraced her younger son, who had sohow stopped breathing. Muttering to herself, but her deanor was wooden.
There were no tears, nor any wailing, but this kind of Ran Qing made hearts ache even more.
The room was silent, everyone imrsed in the profound pain of losing a child.
Qin Feng punched the wall, turning away with trembling shoulders. He still rembered his hard struggles to keep these two children alive.
But heaven was just so unfair, no matter how much they gave, in the end, one child’s life was taken.
The choked-up Hong Ye was taking care of the Big Pimple, and perhaps knowing that his brother was gone, the Big Pimple also woke up and cried with his eyes squinted.
However, he was weak, and his crying was so faint that everyone barely noticed he was crying.
"Brother Xia, Madam, please restrain your grief."
As a dic, Zhen Xiuming saw life and death more clearly. Now that the younger son was gone, they should focus all their energy on the elder son.
The deceased is already gone, and the living are more important.
"The Little Treasure was always frail, even if he hadn’t taken the elixir, he might not have lasted a day. The toxins in their bodies were too strong, and the dicine I found was too potent for his body..."
Given his physical condition, perhaps just entering the dicinal bath could’ve been fatal for him.
Zhen Xiuming didn’t say the latter part, as the child was already dead, and saying more now would be pointless.
"Yes, Xiuming is right, the younger son is beyond saving, now we should focus on curing the elder son!"
After all, Xia Geng was a man, sowhat stronger in spirit, and imdiately joined Qin Feng and Zhen Xiuming in checking the condition of the Big Pimple.
Since at birth, the Big Pimple’s condition was much better, so even without taking dicine, he was far stronger than the younger son at the mont.
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