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Meng Ling Xuan cursed in his heart. He quickly readjusted his body and swam towards the child. Then, he grabbed the corner of the child's clothes and pulled him towards the shore.

In just a breath's time, he had landed on the shore. Lowering his head to look at the child in his arms, he saw the child's pale face and entire body trembling.

He immediately used his internal energy to dry the child's clothes and hair. Don't look at the rope on its body.

The lights in the house were on. Song Xiangsi and Song Xiaoxiao were waiting in the living room. The two of them had worried looks on their faces as they prayed that nothing would happen to Song Cheng.

When Meng Ling Xuan pushed open the door and entered, Song Xiangsi immediately turned around and hurried over to welcome him. When she saw the unmoving child in Meng Yi Xuan's arms, her heart sank. "Success — —"

Song Xiaoxiao was also frightened. Tears welled up in her eyes as they flowed down. She sobbed, "What happened to little brother?"

"He's been pushed into the water, and I've already dried his clothes. Hurry and stew some ginger soup, and then boil some hot water for him to soak in!"

Song Xiangsi was shocked, "How did you fall into the water!"

He hurriedly put the child on the bed and covered him with two more quilts. He replied, "Now is not the time to talk about this. Take care of him. I'll go get a doctor."

Song Xiangsi took a deep breath. She knew that now was not the time to dwell on such matters. She let Song Xiaoxiao take care of Cheng while she went to the kitchen to boil some water.

By the time she had finished cooking the ginger soup, Meng Ling Xuan had already led the doctor in.

After being called out late into the night, the doctor still had an unhappy look on his face. He muttered to himself all the way until he was finally choked by Meng Lianxuan's mouth with ten taels of silver. Because he had the money, he was exceptionally polite and serious when he saw Cheng Cheng.

The old doctor took his pulse, squinted his eyes, stroked his beard, and shook his head as he said, "It's just that you guys have a cold. You guys should quickly boil a pot of hot soup, and place some ginger in it so that he can soak in it and drive out the cold energy in his body. This old man will go prescribe some medicine to dispel the cold, and after eating two sets, you'll be able to jump around."

Only then did Song Xiangsi heave a sigh of relief. She hurriedly thanked the doctor, and after paying the medical fee, Meng Fanxuan led the doctor back to Song Cheng for his medicine.

The hot water in the pot just happened to be good as well. Song Xiangsi quickly diluted the ginger soup and poured it into the tub. Then, she turned around and carried Song Cheng back into the house and soaked him in the bucket.

Because he was still unconscious, Song Xiangsi was afraid that he would fall into the water, so she could only hold on to his arm.

After she was done with all this, she was quite tired. A thin layer of sweat appeared on her forehead as she sat down on a small stool beside the wooden bucket to rest.

Song Xiaoxiao, who had been busy coming in and out of the room behind her, also moved a small stool over and sat down beside her. She gently placed her head on her lap, looking very obedient.

"Big Sis …" "Everything will be fine …"

The little girl's voice was soft, causing Song Xiangsi's heart to turn soft as well.

She pursed her lips and softly replied, "En, Cheng Cheng is so obedient and obedient. The heavens will take care of him. He will be fine."

Song Xiaoxiao nodded obediently. Lying on her lap, she slowly fell asleep.

Song Xiangsi lowered her head to look at her. With a gentle smile, she gently stood up and carried her back into the room. Then, she carefully covered herself with a blanket before silently walking out the door.

She sat alone in the kitchen, guarding Song Cheng. Her mind was wandering.

She had a hunch that today's fire must have been man-made, but she couldn't figure out who it was. She thought to herself that she would have to ask Meng Ling Xuan when he returned.

Thinking of this, her head gently leaned against the wooden bucket, feeling somewhat tired.

When Meng Ling Xuan returned, he saw her slightly squinting her eyes as she rested against the barrel. She was obviously exhausted, but her hand still hadn't forgotten to hold onto Song Cheng who was resting on the edge of the bucket.

His black eyes flashed and a hint of gentleness flashed across. He walked forward and saw that Song Cheng's face had improved. It was no longer as pale and was covered in a layer of faint powder.

Thinking that this was enough, he rolled up his sleeves and gently fished them out of the bucket.

Although he was already careful enough, there was still a slight sound of water. Song Xiangsi immediately woke up and looked up to see Meng Ling Xuan. She then let out a sigh of relief.

"You're back …"

Meng Fanxuan nodded, then said softly, "Right." As he spoke, he carried Song Cheng into the house.

Song Xiangsi quickly followed him in and saw that he had gently placed her on the bed. He then covered her with two layers of thick quilts before carefully tucking her in.

Waves of ripples couldn't help but surface in her heart.

This man must have been raised to live like a prince since he was young. His clothes were stretched out and his mouth was opened from time to time. He had never done this kind of job of taking care of people before, but he was extremely careful and considerate towards the three of them, causing her heart to not be moved at all.

"You …" With that thought in mind, Song Xiangsi walked into the room. With a grateful expression on her face, she asked, "It's been a long time since you've worked so hard in the middle of the night. Are you hungry? Do you want something to eat? Should I go to the kitchen and cook you a bowl of noodles? "

Meng Ling Xuan raised his eyebrows and squinted at her. He suddenly pulled her by the hand and walked directly out of Song Xiangsi's room. The moment he entered, he slammed the door shut and pressed Song Xiangsi's body against the door.

"What's there to be polite between you and me, huh?" As he spoke, his warm breath sprayed all over Song Xiangsi's face.

Song Xiangsi opened her mouth and looked at the man's face that was almost within reach. She could almost feel the scorching heat coming from his skin.

"I... "That's not what I meant."

Meng Huaxuan raised his eyebrows. He didn't want to make things difficult for her, so he moved even closer to her, almost touching the tip of her nose. As he spoke, his lips softly pressed against hers.

"Remember, I am willing to do all of this for you and your family. You don't need to feel grateful, nor do you need to be polite with me. You only need to remember that no matter what happens, I will be there."

Song Xiangsi was stunned for a moment. Her pair of beautiful eyes were filled with a glimmer, and an indescribable emotion welled up in her heart.

"Meng Fanxuan …" She spoke softly, but before she could say anything, the man suddenly came over and kissed her soft lips. At first it was just a taste, but it became more and more overbearing as it became more and more fiery.