As it was getting dark, Zhou Xiaoyun bid farewell to Wang Jingjing and headed home.

  Wang Jingjing wanted to keep her for dinner, but Zhou Xiaoyun smiled and said: "We can see each other every day, why be so reluctant to part? Come visit me often in the future, I have to go home now, my family is probably waiting for me to eat dinner!"

  Wang Jingjing finally let Zhou Xiaoyun go home.

  Zhou Xiaoyun hummed a tune all the way home, thinking that dinner should be ready by now. But when she arrived, she found the kitchen empty and dark. On the other hand, Xiao Bao's room was brightly lit, giving Zhou Xiaoyun an ominous feeling.

  Zhou Xiaoyun walked quickly into the room of Dabao and Xiaobao.

  Dabao and Xiaobao's room is slightly larger than Zhou Xiayun's, with two beds in addition to a table and trunk.

  Xiao Bao was lying in bed, his face pale.

  Zhou Guoqiang and Zhao Yuzhen both stayed by the bed, Er Ya was leaning against Zhao Yuzhen's side saying something, but at this time Zhao Yuzhen didn't care about her, waving her hand to let her go away.

  The second girl walked away with a pouty face, and when she saw Zhou Xiaoyun entering the house, she quickly ran over to act cute.

  Zhou Xiaoyun coaxed Er Ya for two sentences and then struggled to pick up Er Ya and walk to the bedside.

  Zhou Xiaoyun couldn't help but feel heartache seeing Xiao Bao's weak appearance. Xiao Bao had always been a obedient and well-behaved younger brother, and Zhou Xiaoyun liked him very much. Now, seeing him like this was unspeakably heartbreaking. Needless to say, he must be ill.

  She asked Zhao Yu Zhen in a low voice: "Mom, what's wrong with Little Treasure?"

  Zhao Yuzhen sighed: "Xiaobao doesn't know what's wrong, he started having diarrhea not long after lunch. He has gone to the bathroom at least five or six times now and his legs are so weak that he can't get out of bed. I gave him some medicine but it didn't seem to work!"

  Diarrhea?

  Zhou Xiaoyun's suspicious gaze immediately swept towards Da Bao hiding in the corner.

  Dabao was already feeling guilty, and after being looked at by Zhou Xiaoyun like that, he didn't dare make a sound.

  Zhou Xiaoyun was certain that Da Bao must know what's going on: "Brother, Xiao Bao ate something and got diarrhea!"

  Dabao jumped up: "How would I know? It has nothing to do with me."

  "It's okay, don't get so worked up. Zhou Xiaoyun didn't believe it: 'Hurry up and tell the truth, Xiao Bao can't even get out of bed.'"

  Dabao hastily clarified: "I didn't let him drink soda water, don't blame me."

  Asking for trouble!

  Zhou Xiaoyun said sternly, "Brother, you can drink if you want to, no one will blame you. But why did you bring Xiao Bao along too? Didn't I say that Xiao Bao's body is not good and he can't drink too much cold stuff? One bottle a day is already enough to choke him, two bottles and he'll definitely get diarrhea, how could you let him drink?"

  "This can't be blamed on me, it was him who pulled me to your house and asked me to open soda water for him to drink. After drinking one bottle, he drank another, and then he got diarrhea. It's really not my fault!"

  Didn't you drink three bottles at noon?

  "You didn't know to let him drink a little less?"

  At that time he was also busy drinking and didn't have time to care about Xiaobao, Da Bao fortunately didn't dare say this again. I guess his sister's firepower could blast him with a swollen face.

  It's strange, why is he so afraid of her?

  Dabao thought to himself, puffed out his chest, but when Zhou Xiaoyun's sharp eyes scanned over, he automatically shrunk back. Eh, it's still better to avoid trouble, not that I'm afraid of her. A good man doesn't fight with a woman, a good brother doesn't fight with his sister.

  It's no use getting angry now, the priority is to treat Xiaobao's illness: "Dad, Xiaobao doesn't respond well to medicine, let's ask Dr. Feng to come home and take a look!"

  This means Xiaobao has to get injections and drips again.

  Xiao Bao's sharp ears heard it and hurriedly said in a weak tone: "No need, I'll just take some medicine and be fine..." His voice grew smaller and smaller until he met Zhou Xiaoyun's angry gaze and automatically shut up.

  Zhou Xiaoyun was so angry that her teeth itched and her hands itched even more. After Xiao Bao got better, she had to teach him a good lesson! All day long, she whispered in his ear, reminding him to eat less cold food. But unexpectedly, instead of learning from his illness, he learned the bad habits of Da Bao's hypocrisy!

  Xiao Bao felt a chill on his back and subconsciously shrunk his neck.

  Zhou Guoqiang saw Xiaobao's lack of energy and felt distressed. At that time, phones were not yet widespread, so he quickly rode his bike to Dr. Feng's house and shouted out loud.

  Zhao Yuzhen instructed Zhou Xiaoyun to take care of her brother by the bed, and she went to the kitchen to make some simple dinner.

  Boiled half a pot of corn porridge, reheated last night's leftover pancakes, and added a dish of radish strips.

  When Guo Qiang returned home, Zhao Yu Zhen hurriedly went up to ask: "Why didn't you invite Dr. Feng to our home?"

  "When I arrived at his home, he was having dinner. I had to wait until he finished eating and cleaned up before coming over. I didn't want to keep waiting at someone else's home, it would be like constantly urging him, so I came back first."

  Zhao Yuzhen finally put her mind at ease and called out to the children to have them eat dinner first.

  Zhou Xiaoyun hastily drank a bowl of porridge and came to change Zhao Yuzhen: "Mom, I've eaten, you go eat, Xiao Bao is here with me!"

  Zhao Yuzhen also went out for dinner, leaving only Xiaobao and Zhou Xiayun in the house.

  Xiao Bao had a stomachache all afternoon and was so hungry that he had no energy. He weakly said, "Sister, I'm hungry!"

  Zhou Xiaoyun was both heartbroken and angry: "You're not even eating anything, you have such a bad case of diarrhea, your intestines need to be emptied out. After tonight, I'll cook some rice porridge for you to eat tomorrow morning."

  Little Treasure looked pitiful: "Sister, I know it's wrong to secretly drink soda, don't be mad at me. I'll definitely listen from now on!"

  Zhou Xiaoyun didn't have the mood to settle accounts with him at this time, so she straightened Xiao Bao's head and made him lie down more comfortably. At the same time, she comforted Xiao Bao: "As long as you know your mistake, it's fine. From now on, never drink soda again. Not just soda, don't eat too many cold things either. Did you hear?"

  Xiao Bao nodded.

  The sister and brother here, one speaking and the other listening, made Dr. Feng, who had just entered, feel quite amused. It seemed like a mother educating her son. The older sister didn't seem very big but was surprisingly dignified.

  Zhou Xiaoyun turned around and saw that Dr. Feng and her parents had all come in, so she consciously made way for them by the bed.

  Dr. Feng's full name is Feng Jialing, who is almost forty years old this year. In addition to Feng Tiezhu, there are two daughters in the family. He himself studied at a medical school for two years and worked as a village doctor for several years.

  Later, he opened a village clinic and hung up an official signboard, but all the medical fees earned went into his own pocket. He was indeed a person of great prestige in the village, with both fame and wealth.

  Anyone who doesn't get a cold or fever all year round has to go find him.

  Feng Jialing is warm and thoughtful, ordinary consultations are free of charge, and if you buy medicine from him, it's much cheaper than at a regular hospital. What touches people most is the door-to-door service, even hanging an IV drip can be done at home for you.

  Xiao Bao has been weak since childhood, and Feng Jialing often comes to the Zhou family.

  In the past two years, Xiaobao's body has become more robust and the number of times he needs injections or takes medicine has drastically decreased.

  It's been almost three or four months since I last got sick.