Let's see what kind of world he created

Nothing happened in the second half of the night, except the wind.There was basically no movement outside.When it was almost dawn, Ning Chengyou moved into the house, looking inside and outside at the same time.

He guarded the door boredly, his eyes kept turning, looking at the child for a while, and looking at other people for a while.

Tiger woke up at some point, and was lying on the back of the sofa, sweeping his tail. Ning Chengyou looked at it, the light was a little dim, and he had the illusion that the word "King" was printed on its forehead.

It was probably a hallucination caused by staying up late, he shook his head, and when he looked over again, it was gone.

It is indeed an illusion.

Ning Chengyou smiled, turned his head to look outside, the outside world was peaceful, but at this moment, a depressive muffled sound suddenly came from his ear, which sounded very painful.

It was the voice of a child.

Ning Chengyou immediately got up and ran over.

When I got to the sofa, I saw the child curled up into a ball, holding his head in his hands, his body was shaking unceasingly, as if he was in great pain.Tiger on the back of the sofa seemed to be abnormal at this time, scratching the area under his claws, and made a "grunt" sound in his throat, as if he could empathize with the child's pain.But Ning Chengyou had no time to take care of him at this time.

The child still had his eyes closed, did not wake up, and suffered such great pain in his sleep.Ning Chengyou quickly poured his spiritual power into the palm of his hand, covered his head, and tried to wake the child up while stroking: "Chenchen? Wake up!"

As if hearing his voice, the child instinctively moved in his direction, his whole face was wrinkled, his breathing became more and more rapid, and he muttered: "...it hurts..."

"Is it just a headache?" Ning Chengyou asked in a soft voice.

He lifted the child's upper body, sat on the sofa by himself, and let the child rest on his lap: "Does it hurt in other places?"

The child opened his eyes suddenly, Ning Chengyou thought he was awake, but after careful observation, he found that he was still not conscious, and naturally he couldn't answer the question, he could only follow his instinct and keep crawling into his arms.

Ning Chengyou could only do it tentatively, while stroking the child's head, spreading his spiritual power downward.

Soothing worked at this moment. Ning Chengyou found that the child's body gradually stopped shaking. He held the child's hand and gently pulled it down. The child did not resist, and he succeeded easily.

A noise woke up the others as well.

Yan Jian was the first to wake up and asked, "What's wrong?"

Cheng Yue also sat up in a daze, rubbing his eyes, and when he saw clearly what Ning Chengyou was doing, the depression of being woken up immediately turned into worry: "What's wrong with Chenchen?"

"It seems to have a headache again." Ning Chengyou hugged the child in his arms and continued to comfort him, "I don't know what's going on."

Qin Yan walked over: "Let me see."

Ning Chengyou let the child out and handed him over for examination. He put his hands on the back of the child's head and used his mental strength to stabilize the child.

Qin Yan made a general inspection, touched the child's forehead, and frowned: "He has started to have a fever again."

"What?" Ning Chengyou hurriedly patted the child's head and neck. It was indeed much taller than last night. He was anxious to relieve the child's headache just now, but he didn't have time to pay attention. At this time, he suddenly realized that the child's body The heat is also amazing.

"The situation is not very good." Qin Yan brought the medicine kit over and quickly injected the child with medicine.

Zhang Bei: "Is it caused by a virus?"

Qin Yan calmly said: "Not sure."

After the injection of the medicine, the child's condition stabilized and his breathing became much calmer, but his body temperature remained high.

"Let him rest for a while and continue to observe." Qin Yan said.

Ning Chengyou wrapped the child in a blanket, and held him in his arms: "Yes."

At the same time, he was still stroking the child's head with mental strength, and when he passed a certain place, Ning Chengyou once again felt strange for a moment.It was as if there was something stirring his mental power and attracting his attention.

He stroked the area tentatively a second time, and the feeling came back, along with a strong palpitation.

Not knowing if it was his own illusion, Ning Chengyou felt that he seemed to be able to resonate with the child to some extent through this place.

In order to verify his guess, he concentrated more mental energy on this area, trying to find a possible entrance while comforting the child.

When he found it for the third time, he was taken aback and found a picture flashed in his mind.In the picture, there is a man wearing clothes of unknown material, his face cannot be seen clearly, his hair is brown like a child’s, and he is curled up on the ground in the same posture as a child. The background is a large piece of nothingness, only he is lying That little patch of ground is real.

The picture only flashed for a moment, and before Ning Chengyou could take a closer look, it disappeared.He wanted to try again, but found that no matter how much mental energy he concentrated, he couldn't find that feeling again.

In this situation... it was as if he had strayed into a person's spiritual realm.

Could it be a child's spiritual domain?

But he didn't find any traces of sentinels or guides from the child. Besides, the child is still so young and has not yet reached the stage of differentiation. At least the attribute must be determined after the age of 12. How could he have the spiritual domain now? Woolen cloth?

Moreover, what he saw in the picture was clearly the figure of an adult.

Ning Chengyou looked down at the child in his arms. The child was lying on his lap, curled up, but it was a small ball, and the size of the person in the picture was too different, so it was impossible to be the same person.

Could it be that what he just saw was just an illusion?

What about the weak psychic link he developed with the child?

Questions came to Ning Chengyou's mind one after another, and Ning Chengyou couldn't figure it out. He was driven to a dead end with things that could not be explained by ordinary logic. He couldn't figure out why he could see that picture. wearing something.

"What's wrong with the captain?" Cheng Yue asked when he noticed that his expression was wrong.

Ning Chengyou helped his forehead: "It's okay, it's just a little confusing."

Cheng Yue asked in a low voice: "Is Chenchen's condition not very good?"

"One thing," Ning Chengyou said truthfully, "the high fever keeps recurring, and he hasn't woken up yet."

At this moment, the person in the arms seemed to feel something, suddenly moved, and slowly opened his eyes.

"Chenchen is awake?" Seeing the child waking up, Ning Chengyou didn't bother to think about it, and asked quickly, "How do you feel? Does your head still hurt? Is there any discomfort on your body?"

"Are you awake?" Cheng Yue followed him, not getting too close for fear of disturbing the children, and asked in an angry voice, "How's it going?"

Ning Chengyou shook his head, meaning he didn't know.

After all, they are not the parties involved, and some feelings cannot be seen with the naked eye.

The child closed his eyes and said weakly, "It doesn't hurt...no."

He didn't seem to know what was wrong with him, why he ran into Ning Chengyou's arms when he woke up, and asked after a while: "What happened?"

Knowing that the child is not uncomfortable now, Ning Chengyou's heart began to slowly fall back: "You don't remember?"

The kid nodded.

"When you fell asleep, your head hurt again, and you had a fever," Ning Chengyou said, "I just touched your head, and I asked Brother Qin to give you an injection. Now the situation is better."

The child raised his fingers, but because he had no strength, he couldn't make the desired movement.Seeing this, Ning Chengyou grabbed his hand and asked, "What do you want to do?"

"Head," said the child, "try it."

"Do you want to test the temperature?" Ning Chengyou guessed what he wanted to express.

"Ah."

"Then let me try it for you."

As Ning Chengyou said, he took his hand and placed it on his forehead, stayed there for a while and then pressed his forehead: "This way the contrast is more obvious."

The child tried it, understood the problem he was facing now, thought about it, and before Ning Chengyou could say anything, he asked first, "Is it a virus?"

Unexpectedly, the child would ask such a question. Ning Chengyou was startled for a moment, and then denied: "No. The cause of your headache has not been found yet, but I can be sure that it is not caused by a virus. The fever may be caused by a virus. , but you are slowly getting better now—”

He hugged the child and stroked the child's hair: "Don't be afraid, Chenchen, you have persisted until now, which means that the virus has not succeeded, as long as you persist for a while, you can completely defeat it."

...

The child looked at his face, wondering what he was thinking, after listening to his words of encouragement, he was silent for a while, and said to him, "Thank you."

"You're welcome," Ning Chengyou said, "This is what I should do."

The child's complexion was very bad, and he couldn't hold back after talking for a while. Ning Chengyou felt distressed when he saw it, and told him to close his eyes and rest for a while.The child closed his eyes as he said, and soon fell asleep again because he was too tired.

Within a few minutes of sleeping, his whole body started to feel hot again, and Ning Chengyou's heart ached again.The child was in a coma and couldn't be given medicine, and those who could be injected had already been injected. Ning Chengyou asked others to bring cold water and a towel, soak the towel, and apply it to the child's forehead, using the most primitive method to cool him down.As for whether it works or not, you will only know after you try it.

After changing the water once, the temperature of the child's body surface slowly dropped, and gradually remained in a relatively stable range. Ning Chengyou touched the child's forehead and tried the temperature on his body again: "It's better."

"That's good." Yan Jian took over Cheng Yue's pot of water and heaved a sigh of relief, "It finally came down, it scared me to death."

Ning Chengyou took the towel, wiped the child's face carefully, lifted the child up slightly, stretched his slightly stiff legs, then put the child down, and continued to lie on the pillow.

After tossing for a long time, it was already dawn outside, Qin Yan Mingxiao and Zhang Bei went to prepare breakfast together, Ning Chengyou continued to look after the child, while waiting for breakfast, the child's temperature rose again, but it was not as serious as before, just slightly A little bit higher.

Even a little bit is not to be taken lightly.

Ning Chengyou continued to apply a cool towel to the child, and felt the sweat on the child's body. Afraid that the child would become dehydrated, he asked Yan Jian to help him pour a glass of water, and dipped a cotton swab to smear the child's lips.

After breakfast was ready, the child's body temperature also dropped.

Ning Chengyou ate and kept an eye on the child's condition. He finished eating in a hurry, glanced at the milk powder can from the corner of his eye, and asked Zhang Bei, "Do we still have boiling water?"

"Yes," Zhang Bei said, "It's just finished cooking."

He handed over the kettle, and Ning Chengyou poured the powdered milk into the cup, poured half a glass of water, and made powdered milk for the child to drink.

"He hasn't woken up yet?" Ming Xiao said, "Should I wake him up?"

Ning Chengyou temporarily put the freshly prepared milk powder aside: "There is no rush, wait for it to cool down before drinking."

While waiting for the milk powder to cool down, Ning Chengyou was not idle, and kept an eye on the child's situation, for fear that something might happen again.

Fortunately, there was no accident this time, and the child's condition gradually stabilized.

Ning Chengyou tried the temperature of the milk powder, and when he felt it was okay, he woke up the child: "Chenchen, get up and drink something."

The child fell into a drowsy sleep, and opened his eyes after screaming two or three times. His consciousness was not fully awake yet. When he heard the three words "drink", he instinctively opened his mouth.

Ning Chengyou originally planned to feed him, and of course he was happy to see him cooperate so much, so he helped the child up, let him lean on his body, and fed him mouthfuls with a spoon.

The baby didn't wake up until halfway through the feeding, and the drinking speed was obviously much faster than before. He drank half a cup of milk powder without much effort, and even had a small milk hiccup. After he realized it, he wanted to cover his mouth , But I don't have much strength in my hands, I can't lift it up, so I can only pretend that I haven't done anything.

Ning Chengyou could hear it clearly, but since the child was determined to pretend nothing had happened, he had no choice but to pretend that he didn't know anything.

"Do you want more?" Ning Chengyou asked softly.

The child shook his head: "No."

Ning Chengyou put the cup back, reached out and touched his head: "It's not so hot anymore, isn't it still uncomfortable?"

"No." The child replied.

According to Ning Chengyou's judgment, this should be a sign of getting better.

To be on the safe side, Ning Chengyou asked Qin Yan to examine the child, and the result was the same as his, and Qin Yan also said it was much better.

"The fever has subsided slowly." Qin Yan took out a few pills from the medicine box and handed them to Ning Chengyou, "Drink this later, the situation should be stable."

Ning Chengyou: "Okay."

Qin Yan reminded again: "The medicine is a bit bitter, let him bear it."

"It's okay," Ning Chengyou said, "I have candy."

Cheng Yue asked, "What candy?"

Ning Chengyou looked at him: "It's the candy your mother gave us when we first met, please ask us to take good care of you."

Cheng Yue remembered: "Oh."

Ming Xiao was surprised: "The captain still has that candy? I've already eaten all of it."

Ning Chengyou: "I don't like to eat sweets, so I just left them uneaten. Now it might come in handy."

He fed the medicine to the child, and the child frowned from the bitterness, but he swallowed all the medicine without making a sound.

After taking the medicine, Ning Chengyou called the child: "Chenchen—"

The child raised his head: "What?"

Ning Chengyou stuffed a candy into the child's mouth with lightning speed: "It won't be hard to eat this."

The child froze for a moment, and his mouth was filled with sweetness: "This is?"

"It's candy, is it sweet?"

"It's sweet."