Marrying My Bestie's Ferocious Brother - He Calls Me His Baby!

Chapter 311: Everyone Says My Dog Is a Jinx, but My Son’s First Words After His High Fever Shocked Everyone!

Lin Wan Yi had just stepped out of the space when she heard a series of suppressed murmurs coming from the bedroom next door.

It was Gu An.

Her heart skipped a beat, and she quickly walked over.

As soon as she entered the room, she felt an unusual aura in the air.

It was too hot.

Gu An lay on the small bed, his little face burning red, his forehead covered in fine beads of sweat.

He was uncomfortably tossing and turning on the bed, his small eyebrows knitted into a frown.

"Fragrant... I want fragrance..."

Mumbled murmurs continuously spilled from his mouth.

Lin Wan Yi reached out and placed the back of her hand on his forehead.

Scorching!

"Xiao Lan! Quickly call the doctor!"

Her voice carried a tremor she hadn’t even noticed herself.

Gu Lan was in the yard feeding Little Grey. Hearing the shout, the basin in her hand clattered to the ground, and she sprinted to the medical office.

Soon, Doctor Li from the compound came over with his medical kit.

With stethoscope and thermometer, he conducted a thorough examination.

Doctor Li also furrowed his brows.

"Thirty-nine point eight degrees, high fever."

"But it’s strange; the throat isn’t swollen, and there seems to be no problem with the lungs."

He looked at Lin Wan Yi, looking troubled.

"Let’s treat it as a regular high fever first. I’ll give him an injection to reduce the fever; you keep an eye on him."

"These symptoms are indeed a bit odd."

After the injection, Gu An calmed down slightly, yet remained restless in his sleep.

"Fragrant..."

The murmured words continued like a curse.

The news of the young master of the Gu Family running a persistent high fever spread through the entire compound by midday.

The first to respond was Aunt Wang from next door.

She approached the Gu family courtyard, wobbling with an enamel basin filled with some withered greens.

"Oh dear, Wanyi, I heard An An is sick?"

Lin Wan Yi was brewing herbal medicine in the yard and ignored her.

Aunt Wang walked in uninvited, stretching her neck to peek inside the house.

Her gaze landed on Little Grey, sprawled by the door, not moving an inch.

Aunt Wang smacked her thigh, her voice suddenly raising by eight octaves.

"I knew it!"

"I knew that beast was a jinx! You just wouldn’t believe it!"

She pointed at Little Grey, spittle flying everywhere.

"See! It’s only been here a few days, and trouble’s already brewing! The kid gets sick for no reason—isn’t it cursed?"

These words set off Gu Lan, who had just come out of the house.

"What nonsense are you spouting!"

Gu Lan stormed up to Aunt Wang, hands akimbo.

"Our Little Grey is a descendant of a hero dog! A hero! Dare say one more bad word about it!"

Aunt Wang was pushed back by her imposing force but then stubbornly puffed her chest.

"A hero? Can heroes cause kids to have a high fever? I say it’s a harbinger of doom!"

"You!"

Gu Lan was pale with anger.

"Wang Cui Fen, I’m telling you, watch your mouth! Our dog is a thousand times cleaner than your gossiping mouth!"

"If you dare to blabber in front of our house again, I’ll toss you out!"

The usually delicate young miss was now like a mother hen protecting her chicks, full of fighting spirit.

Aunt Wang was taken aback, not expecting the little girl to be so fierce.

The few nosy neighbors around were also intimidated by Gu Lan’s fiery demeanor.

Aunt Wang, feeling disgraced, muttered a complaint and walked away crestfallen.

Lin Wan Yi carried a bowl of spiritual spring water diluted multiple times and entered the room.

Gu An was still in a deep sleep.

She gently pried open his lips with a small spoon, trying to give him a sip.

"Um..."

Gu An abruptly turned his head.

The water from the spoon spilled onto the pillow.

"No... want fragrance..."

He resisted, his small hands feebly grasping in the air.

Lin Wan Yi’s heart sank to the bottom.

The spiritual spring water wasn’t working.

She realized where the problem was.

It was the golden fruit in the space.

That overbearing fragrance penetrated the barriers of the space, affecting her son, most sensitive to scents.

But what exactly was it?

A miracle medicine, or a lethal poison?

She didn’t dare to gamble.

Lin Wan Yi sat by the bed, looking at her son’s feverish face, feeling helpless for the first time.

"Awoo..."

A low whine came from the doorway.

Little Grey had somehow stood up, watching the room worriedly with its emerald eyes.

It seemed to sense Lin Wan Yi’s distress.

It walked over and gently nudged Lin Wan Yi’s dropped hand with its head.

Then, it lay down by the bed.

Resting its head on the edge, close to Gu An.

Just quietly guarding.

Night deepened.

Gu An’s temperature remained alarmingly high.

Lin Wan Yi repeatedly wiped him down with a towel, but the heat seemed to be coming from his very bones, refusing to subside.

Just as she was on the verge of despair.

A commotion came from outside the gate.

"Let me in to see the child!"

It was Aunt Wang’s sharp, caustic voice.

"Burning like this in the middle of the night, it might be some shameful disease! This is a military compound; you can’t let this spread!"

"Aunt Wang, don’t go too far!"

Gu Lan was blocking her outside, her voice on the verge of tears.

Aunt Wang, relying on her age, shoved Gu Lan aside, attempting to barge in.

"I must see for myself today!"

Her hand barely touched the door.

"Roar!"

A guttural growl, filled with wildness and murderous intent, exploded from inside the house!

Little Grey, like a gray lightning bolt, leapt up from the floor, dashing towards the door!

It didn’t charge out, simply used its body to block the door, baring sharp, white teeth, a low rumble emanating from its throat.

Those emerald pupils, in the darkness, looked like two ghostly flames.

A terrifying, feral aura enveloped her.

"Oh, my!"

Aunt Wang was startled out of her wits, and her legs gave out, dropping her to the floor with a "thud."

She scrambled away.

The room returned to silence.

Lin Wan Yi watched Little Grey standing defiantly at the door, a warmth spreading in her heart.

But Gu An’s breathing was growing increasingly labored.

The thermometer’s reading had already breached forty degrees.

What to do?

Should she risk retrieving the golden fruit?

As Lin Wan Yi battled with her thoughts.

Little Grey, who had been guarding the door, suddenly moved.

It abruptly turned, using its head to slam open the slightly ajar door with a "bang."

It quickly reached the bed.

Under Lin Wan Yi’s astonished gaze.

It lifted its head towards Gu An’s flushed adorable face.

Then opened its mouth.

And gently inhaled.

No sound.

No light.

Yet, Lin Wan Yi felt the faint, cloying fragrance in the room seemed to vanish in an instant.

The next moment.

A miracle happened.

The redness on Gu An’s face receded visibly.

His labored breathing steadied.

The tight furrow of his brow relaxed.

With trembling hands, Lin Wan Yi placed the thermometer back under his arm.

After five minutes.

Thirty-seven point two degrees.

Normal.

The fever just dissipated like that.

Lin Wan Yi hadn’t yet recovered from the immense shock.

On the bed, Gu An’s long lashes fluttered.

He opened his eyes.

Those black and white-clear eyes, at this moment, were as clear as obsidian washed by water.

He didn’t cry or fuss.

He turned his head, first glancing at Little Grey panting by the bed.

Then slowly, he looked at his mother.

He opened his mouth, articulating with newfound clarity in the first full sentence of his life.

"Mommy, the bad thing."

He pointed with his small hand towards the air.

"It was eaten."