Death Spiral [Infinite Flow]

Lian Qiao had a strange dream.

He dreamed that he planted a field of purple sweet potatoes, worked hard in the field every day, sweated, filled the purple sweet potatoes with delicious nutrient solution, and was very happy.

Suddenly one day, a purple potato vine stood up from the ground.Like the pea tree in the fairy tale of Jack and the Pea, it jumped up to the sky.

How can it do this, his precious purple potato is not ripe yet, and he hasn't tasted its soft and firm inside, how can it run away!

So Lian Qiao rushed forward and grabbed his precious purple potato.The purple sweet potato vine is still growing, sending his whole body to the sky.Lian Qiao hugged her precious purple potato tightly and dared not let go.Baby purple sweet potato struggled a bit, the whole purple sweet potato became more and more purple, more and more purple...

Purple to black.

Lian Qiao thought: It's over, this purple potato is poisonous, I'm afraid I can't eat it.

As soon as he thought of this, he was inexplicably startled.Immediately afterwards, my whole body was shocked, like falling into a cloud.The whole person woke up in a cold sweat.

When he woke up, he found that Lonicera was pressed under the blanket by him, and he was about to suffocate to death.Immediately shocked, he quickly hugged Little Honeysuckle, and fanned him while apologizing.

Poor Lonicera's bitter face has turned purple, and her Yintang has turned black, reminiscent of the sweet potato in her dream.The small mouth moved and panted for a long time, then gradually regained his strength, and rolled his eyes at Lian Qiao.

Lian Qiao: "..." I have already learned to roll my eyes before I can say anything, it feels a little scary.

Lian Qiao said sorry to Lonicera [-] times in embarrassment and guilt, and then carefully put him back on the small bed.Seeing that Lian Dong still refused to sleep, a pair of small swollen eyes stared straight at him, obviously angry.

Even Joe felt that just saying sorry was not sincere, so he knocked on the dean's door and asked her where the washboard was.

Dean: "???" What kind of clothes do you wash in the middle of the night?

Although he didn't know why, the kind dean still gave him a washboard in response to his request.So Lian Qiao knelt down in front of the cradle with a plop, and pushed Lonicera's cradle very piously while torturing himself.

Little Honeysuckle in the Cradle: "..." What's the use of kneeling on the washboard? Can I suffer less if you kneel? !

Although Lian Dong didn't relieve her anger, she couldn't blame Lian Qiao for thinking about it.After all, Lian Qiao didn't have any experience in raising a baby. What's more, he wanted to get closer to him and protect him better when he was put on the bed.

Little Honeysuckle was lying in the cradle, and seeing Lian Qiao kneeling on the washboard, yawning again and again, his heart softened all of a sudden.

"I'm sorry..." Lian Qiao was so sleepy that he couldn't open his eyes, and apologized like he was still chanting, "I won't..."

Little Honeysuckle stretched out her hand from the swaddle with difficulty, trying to grab his fingers.However, the newborn's fingers are too short, and the immature palms cannot be opened at all.He could barely grasp Lian Qiao's fingertips, and gently scratched Lian Qiao's fingertips.

"..." Lian Qiao didn't notice this.He leaned against the bed rail, his head drooping little by little.The hand is still pushing the cradle, it seems that muscle memory has been formed.

From Lonicera's perspective, the whole world shakes slightly with Lian Qiao's movements.The frequency of the slow shaking made him feel a little dizzy and sleepy, but it was very comfortable.It was a kind of strangeness, but it made him very nostalgic for the warmth.

Lonicera slowly fell asleep amidst the flickering tenderness.There is peace in my heart that I have never had before.

The next day.

Before dawn, Lian Qiao woke up.He was so exhausted last night that he knelt on the washboard and fell asleep.At this time, my legs were numb from kneeling, and my waist was sore and painful.

How is the honeysuckle?

The cradle is close at hand, but due to the angle, the face of little honeysuckle cannot be seen.

Lian Qiao stood up in a hurry, but his whole body lost his strength and leaned to one side, almost falling down.He managed to stand up with the help of the bed rail, feeling dizzy for a while.

Amidst the tinnitus, he caught a strange sound.

"Hu, hu, hu..."

The source of the sound seems to be a cradle?

Lian Qiao hurriedly pulled the cradle, only to find that the baby Lonicera was panting heavily.The small mouth was opened as far as possible, and a snoring sound came out of the throat.The wrinkled little face was flushed red, and the eyes were closed tightly, spinning around under the eyelids.It looks a little scary.

Have a fever? !

Lian Qiao stretched out his hand to touch it, and his heart suddenly sank.

Lonicera's forehead was terribly hot, and there was a whistling sound in her throat, like a bellows.Lian Qiao called him a few times, but instead of waking up, Little Honeysuckle even looked up and rolled his eyes.

Immediately afterwards, the little hands and feet began to twitch.Lian Qiao instinctively held him down, fearing that he would fall out of the cradle.

But I can't hold it down at all!The small twitching of the limbs soon turned into a big twitching of the muscles of the whole body. The small body jumped wildly like a fish on the chopping board, and even foamed from the mouth!

Lian Qiao panicked immediately, and hurriedly went to the dean with Lonicera in his arms.While knocking on the door of the dean's bedroom, he cried out in tears: "Dean! Come out quickly! Honeysuckle is bad! He can't stop smoking!"

Before the dean got up, upon hearing this, he hurriedly put on his cotton jacket, and came barefoot to open the door.

Seeing Lonicera twitching constantly, she said decisively: "It's a febrile convulsion! Take off his clothes quickly and cool him down!"

Lian Qiao hesitated for a moment: "He has to take off his clothes after being burnt like this? Isn't that..."

"Get off!" The dean raised his eyebrows, and there was a bit of determination in his kindly eyes.She didn't give Lian Qiao a chance to get entangled, she directly grabbed Lonicera and put it on the bed, pulled off the swaddling clothes, revealing her bare buttocks.

Lonicera was still twitching, her small face was contorted, and there was a gurgling sound in her throat, which made people feel flustered.

"Find something for him to bite! Chopsticks or towels, don't let him bite his tongue!" The dean said so, and he opened the closet with his hand, and took out the medical box from it.

In a hurry, Lian Qiao didn't bother to look for chopsticks, so he opened Lian Dong's small mouth and stuffed his fingers into it.

Lian Dong, who was twitching, opened his mouth without hesitation, and bit Lian Qiao hard.The little child's teeth were already pointed. Although they were not strong enough to bite off his fingers, the muscles twitched and stiffened with amazing strength, and those little fangs directly bit Lian Qiao's fingers.Blood flowed.

Lian Qiao didn't care about the pain, and just slightly touched Lonicera's face.He was afraid that blood would flow into Lonicera's mouth, so he choked on Lonicera.Turn your face so you don't drink blood.

At this time, the dean finally found the medicine, and he couldn't help but stuff it into Lonicera's mouth.Lian Qiao exclaimed: "Why is it a pill! How can he take medicine now? Isn't there no antipyretic patch? Or antipyretic suppository?!"

The dean was taken aback: "What antipyretic paste?"

Lian Qiao choked for breath, and then remembered that this time should be in the 90s, how could a poor social welfare institution have antipyretic stickers!

Helpless, he could only cooperate with the dean and feed the pills together.As expected, Lonicera choked, coughed desperately, and coughed out the pills within a few strokes.

The dean ordered: "Stop it again!"

Even Jo's heart was bleeding.In desperation, he suddenly felt blessed. He pointed to the snow outside the door and said, "Just lower his body temperature, right! Then apply an ice pack to him?!"

The dean showed surprise on his face, and after thinking for only a second, he said decisively: "Let's try it!"

The two made a quick decision, picked up Lonicera and rushed downstairs.Lian Qiao grabbed a handful of snow in the yard and squeezed it tightly, the fluffy snowflakes turned into lumps of ice in his hands.He took the small towel from the dean, wrapped ice cubes in the towel and placed it on Lonicera's forehead.

Using this method, he put three more ice packs on Lonicera's armpit and chest respectively.

The physical cooling was very effective, and the honeysuckle gradually became less scary.After changing several rounds of ice packs, Little Honeysuckle finally stopped convulsing.Both breathed a sigh of relief.

Everyone else in the orphanage ran out to watch the excitement.Only then did Lian Qiao notice that besides the children, there were other people in the orphanage.It looked like he was also the player this time, probably arrived at the orphanage one after another last night.

Lian Qiao had no time to take care of others, but just took the little honeysuckle back to the room and put it back on the little cradle.

Although Little Honeysuckle stopped smoking, he still didn't wake up.The whole little face was flushed red, and his mouth opened and closed, panting desperately like a dying fish.Her immature chest rose and fell, and she struggled to breathe.It seemed that people also became depressed together.

Although his body was kept cold by the ice pack, his panting never stopped.Nobody woke up either.

After more than an hour, Little Honeysuckle no longer had the strength to breathe.His throat let out a low cry like a kitten begging for help, his eyes were closed tightly, and his two little hands waved unconsciously in the air, as if trying to grab something.

Lian Qiao grabbed his little hand and called desperately: "Lonicera!"

However, Lonicera did not wake up after all.

The panting sound gradually became weaker, and the low meowing like a kitten was finally inaudible.With all his might, the young Honeysuckle sucked in his last breath—and then, something got stuck, and he couldn't breathe anymore.

Immediately, the little hands and feet went limp.His whole little body relaxed.

The immature lungs that were overworked slowly exhaled their last breath.

Honeysuckle is dead.

Lian Qiao felt like falling into an ice cave, feeling dizzy and dizzy, and her heart ached so badly that she couldn't breathe.

At the same time, the expressions of the other onlookers suddenly changed. They covered their chests one after another, their eyes widened, and they all opened their mouths to breathe heavily.

"Ha ha……"

"call--"

"Uh……"

In an instant, the air in the whole world seemed to be sucked dry, and everyone could not breathe.

From suffocation, to suffocation, to the depletion of the last trace of oxygen in the body.Everyone experienced an extremely slow and painful death process.

When death came, Lian Qiao knelt beside the cradle, still holding Lonicera's little hand.

When he slid down, the cradle was knocked over by him.The cold little body rolled out of its swaddling clothes.

Lian Qiao exhausted his last bit of strength and hugged Lonicera into his arms.Like hugging a piece of ice, like hugging a knife.It was like stabbing a knife out of the freezer into his heart, it was terribly cold and painful.

Lian Qiao died in extreme pain.