"Wait for me, Mommy will find you something to eat."
Lin Xinlan frantically searched the house for food but found none anywhere.
She paced in desperation. Where was the food, where could it be?
Suddenly, she finally found a piece of bread.
"Xiaocong, Mommy has found something to eat!" she exclaimed with joy, but when she turned around, the floor was empty.
The bread fell to the ground as Lin Xinlan searched in panic.
"Xiaocong, where are you, Xiaocong!"
When Rong Shaoze heard Lin Xinlan’s loud cries, he rushed in and saw her shaking her head with her eyes closed, continuously calling out Xiaocong’s name.
He knew she must be having a nightmare.
"Xinlan, wake up." He hurried over to push her body, but Lin Xinlan showed no signs of awakening.
"Xinlan, wake up quickly, you’re having a nightmare. It’s just a dream, not real."
A pained expression appeared on Lin Xinlan’s face as she slowly opened her eyes, looking extremely confused.
Rong Shaoze noticed that her cheeks were red, reached out to touch her forehead, and found it to be very hot.
She had a high fever.
His expression changed slightly as he quickly called Tao Hua to come over.
Lin Xinlan also felt sick. She was dizzy, her mouth was dry, and she longed for water.
Someone gently lifted her head and placed a straw in her mouth. Instinctively, she sipped, and the warm water slid into her mouth, easing her thirst.
"Xinlan, be good, open your mouth and take your medicine," Rong Shaoze coaxed her gently as he inserted the medicine prescribed by Tao Hua into her mouth.
Since she was pregnant, she couldn’t just take any medicine, so the medicine Tao Hua prescribed wasn’t too strong.
Lin Xinlan cooperated and took the medicine, then drifted off to sleep.
In her dreams, she saw Xiaocong at times, and Rong Shaoze at others.
Her dreams of Xiaocong were filled with his bruised and battered figure.
As for Rong Shaoze, he looked at her with a pained face, begging her to get better soon.
"Xinlan, please wake up, okay? Stop dreaming, that’s not real, it’s fake," Rong Shaoze’s gentle voice softly echoed in her ear.
Lin Xinlan didn’t want to wake up.
Only in her dreams could she see Xiaocong.
How could she bear to leave her son suffering?
"Xinlan, please open your eyes, don’t dream anymore..." Rong Shaoze’s voice grew more and more pained.
"Is Xiaocong the only one in your heart? Xinlan, what about the child in your belly, don’t you want it?"
Lin Xinlan was startled.
What did Rong Shaoze’s words mean?
"Xinlan, if you don’t get better, the baby inside will leave us, will vanish."
Lin Xinlan was frightened by his words.
The child in her womb must not suffer any mishap, must not experience any trouble.
Lin Xinlan struggled to open her eyes and suddenly locked gaze with Rong Shaoze’s bloodshot eyes.
In his eyes, there was a deep pain, and her heart stabbed sharply in response.
Rong Shaoze, seeing her awake, was momentarily stunned, then immediately embraced her tightly, squeezing her to the point of almost being unable to breathe.
"Xinlan, please don’t scare me like that again!" he said tremblingly. "Do you know if something happens to the child, you could be in danger too?"
Now that mother and child were connected, any mishap to either one would affect the other.
He wanted the child, but he wanted Lin Xinlan even more.
They both couldn’t have any mishaps, couldn’t leave him.
Lin Xinlan understood what he meant. She wrapped her arms around him and whispered, "It’s okay, the baby and I are both fine."