The genius villain's mother is going crazy in the kid's variety show by relying on food

Chapter 576 Sickness
The first day passed smoothly.

Wait until evening.

As the sun is about to set, the sunset at the seaside makes the surrounding clouds look brilliant.

Fu Chao didn't pay much attention to these things. He walked in from outside the house with some worry.

"Zhizhi..."

He was just about to ask how Yi Yi was doing.

The transformation of souls is truly unimaginable.

In addition, the live broadcast was still on, and in front of so many viewers, Fu Chao was always a little worried.

He originally wanted to ask a few questions about what happened, but he ended up seeing Nanzhi sitting on the edge of the bed with a worried look on her face.

"what happened?"

Fu Chao's heart was in high spirits.

Nanzhi forced a smile:
"It may be a fever."

Fu Chao was extremely surprised:

"How could this be! Wasn't he fine and energetic during the day? How could he..."

He suddenly thought of a possibility and gave Nanzhi a questioning look.

Nanzhi nodded slightly.

Fu Chao sighed.

He knew that it was indeed related to soul transformation.

It's strange to say.

Obviously, Yi Yi is still healthy, so why is it that when it comes to Anan, the late-coming disease comes on so violently?

Could it be that this disease does not affect the body, but targets the soul?
Of course, Fu Chao felt that these messy ideas were unreliable.

He quickly stopped and focused on Anan himself.

"Did you take his temperature? Did you give him medicine? Did you call a doctor?"

Fu Chao threw out a lot of questions in a row. It was obvious that he had put a lot of effort into this area and was very professional.

Nanzhi nodded and recounted what he had done one by one:
"…Not seriously. Just a little, uh, haunted."

I measured the temperature in Nanzhi and it was 38 degrees, which is not particularly high.

However, Anan was stuck in a nightmare and could not wake up for a long time, and occasionally he would talk in his sleep.

Nanzhi took off the microphone, saying that it was uncomfortable to wear when sleeping.

Therefore, only Nanzhi, who was close by, could hear these words, and the audience could not hear them very well.

And Anan would talk in his sleep...

It's probably "I was wrong", "Mom, save me" and countless "whys".

Nanzhi's eyes became sore after hearing this.

Fu Chao took a few steps closer and heard clearly what Anan was saying, and he felt uncomfortable.

"I...I'll go get a basin of water and wipe the child's body!"

Fu Chao quickly found an excuse to go out.

He was afraid that if he stayed, he would burst into tears after hearing what Anan said again.

However, his action was not abrupt, so the audience did not become suspicious.

Especially now that all the audience's attention is on the sick Nan Yi——

[I am also confused, why am I sick now? ]

[I think it was because I ran too hard today. I got caught in the rain yesterday and probably still haven’t recovered from the cold. All the energy came out when I got tired.]

【Yesterday? What happened yesterday? 】

[Don’t you know about the storm that hit the island? The small house in Nanzhi Nanyi was blown down! ]

[Oh my god! How come I didn't hear about this at all! What did the production crew eat? Even something like this can happen! ]

[Actually, it’s not that exaggerated. The house was blown down or something. Obviously, the house is still very solid and is fine, OK? ]

[The child is already sick, is there any point in worrying about these things? Sister Zhi is so worried, it would be better to contact the program team and ask them to send medical staff over. ]

[It seems that Nanzhi's expression is very complicated, as if she is not just worried about the child's illness. Fu Chao's expression also looks a little strange. ]

[I give up. My child is sick. Can you stop your imagination and rumors? ]

……

Perhaps some viewers have keener intuition and noticed the subtle differences between Yi Yi and Anan.

But more people didn't notice it, and they wouldn't believe this nonsense. Under the bigger voice, no one cared about this little doubt.

As for Nanzhi, her mind is not on the live broadcast at all right now.

She just used her palm to stroke Anan's soft hair over and over again.

"Well, Mom is here..."

She murmured, hoping to convey these words to Anan's ears.

The power of thought is powerful.

Not long after, Anan stopped talking in his sleep and slept a little more peacefully.

Just at this moment, Fu Chao came in with a basin of cold water.

He asked Nanzhi to wipe Anan's body with a wet towel.

The southern branch responded.

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Fu Chao was followed by Qing Xi. He stood on tiptoe and took a look from a distance, with a regretful tone:
"...Aunt, can't I really come in?"

Nanzhi turned around and waved his hand:

"Get out now, it would be bad if I infect you."

Although Anan caught a cold due to being caught in the rain, it is probably not contagious.

But what if?
Qingxi is a child and his health is not as good as that of adults. If they are accidentally provoked, it would be bad if both children get sick.

Qingxi puffed up his cheeks somewhat unhappily:

"When Yi Yi wakes up, you must call me! I will come to see him as soon as possible!"

Qingxi also emphasized that his uncle and aunt should not forget him.

Fu Chao turned around and picked him up and took him out:
"Got it, got it, little nag."

After the two of them went out, Nanzhi wet the towel, lifted Anan's clothes, and wiped him.

With the effect of the medicine, Anan's flushed cheeks became much more normal, and he no longer trembled and looked much calmer.

When wiping the back, Anan opened his eyes and saw Nanzhi's things through the dim light.

"……Mother?"

Is he dreaming?
Nanzhi put the towel back into the basin:

"Are you awake?"

The sound of splashing water made Anan more conscious.

He looked down and saw that his clothes were open, and immediately shyly rolled up his clothes and rolled into the quilt.

Nanzhi didn't know whether to laugh or cry:

"Be careful, you still have a fever."

Anan realized belatedly that he was getting sick.

He is a little bit strange:
"Will I still have a fever?"

Nanzhi found it funny and said subconsciously:
"You're not an iron man, why don't you have a fever?"

Suddenly, she fell silent.

Then I realized——

In the past, Anan might not have had a fever.

It’s not that he is so healthy and never gets sick.

But even if they are sick, they have no awareness to take care of themselves because no one cares.

His surprise and astonishment now were like a stab in her heart.

But Nanzhi wanted to act as if nothing had happened, so she changed the subject:

"Okay, mom will take care of you. Rest more and get better soon."

Anan didn't think so much.

He just rubbed the pillow with some attachment, rarely showing the innocent yearning of a child:

“It’s nice to be sick.”

"Fool, what are you talking about? How can an illness be cured?"

Nanzhi pretended to be angry.

Anan was really frightened and waved his hands repeatedly:
"I know, I know. It's not good to be sick!"

Nanzhi couldn't help laughing.