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Chapter 191 It's Too Late

"Qin Zhan! Zhan'er! Wake up!"

Little Qin Zhan was crying so hard that his body was trembling uncontrollably. The little hand holding Mr. Mo's wrist was tightened tightly, and he made an obvious handprint on Mr. Mo's wrist.

Mr. Mo saw that something was wrong with him, so he immediately reached out to his forehead with his other free hand. The scorching temperature of the tentacles made his complexion suddenly darken. He didn't dare to delay any longer, so he immediately raised his voice to call out. with him.

"I can't sleep anymore, wake up!"

Seeing that little Qin Zhan seemed to be still haunted by nightmares, he hesitated for a moment, finally gritted his teeth secretly, raised his hand and quickly touched the acupuncture points on his neck.

Little Qin Zhan felt as if he had been stabbed with a needle, his small body bounced up tensely, and then he opened his eyes immediately, panting with difficulty like a fish that was suddenly thrown out of the water.

"woke up?"

It was only a short period of time, and the pajamas that Xiao Qin Zhan was wearing were already soaked in cold sweat.

Mr. Mo was afraid of freezing him, so he didn't dare to take him out of the bed, and directly rolled him up with a quilt to form a silkworm chrysalis, and hugged him with the quilt in his arms.

"Did you just have a nightmare?"

Mr. Mo carried little Qin Zhan to the closet not far away to help him get a change of clothes, and asked tentatively, "Just now you kept calling your mother."

"When you went out during the day, didn't you wear too thin clothes and caught the cold, or did you get frightened? You were fine before going to bed, why did you suddenly have such a severe fever now?"

Little Qin Zhan hasn't recovered from the nightmare just now, his mind is still dazed, his small body is huddled under the quilt, his eyes are extremely red, but those beautiful blue eyes have no expression, and his whole body is listless Da da no spirit.

Hearing Mr. Mo's question, he just raised his eyes and looked at Mr. Mo, sobbed softly, tears slipped down the corners of his eyes unconsciously, his lips were trembling slightly, but he didn't say a word for a long time Come.

Seeing his haggard and lifeless appearance, Mr. Mo's heart sank again and again.

He was afraid that little Qin Zhan's brain would be burnt out by the high fever, so he didn't dare to delay any longer, so he had to change into the clothes after he got them, and was going to send little Qin Zhan to Su Shixia's side as quickly as possible.

But just as he carried little Qin Zhan back to the bed and put him back on the bed, before he had time to help him change his clothes, there was an abrupt knock on the door.

Su Qiu's voice came from outside the door.

"Mr. Mo, did something happen to the young master? I seemed to hear the young master crying just now."

"He just had a nightmare."

Mr. Mo strode to the door and opened it.

Without waiting for Suqiu to ask more questions, he came up and asked directly: "Is the thousand-year-old thunderbolt wood that was borrowed from Ning Runxing to suppress Qin Zhan before still available? Do you know where it was received?"

Mr. Mo asked this question too abruptly, Su Qiu was obviously stunned for a while, and then turned around after a while, and hurriedly replied: "When the young master was frightened before, the master did indeed use the lightning to split the wood to scare the young master. .”

"That was when the concubine lived in Zhongyonghou's mansion. Later, the concubine moved out with the young master, and the thing was no longer used. The third young master Ning often ran here. Last time, he happened to see the lightning splitting the wood and asked After checking with the princess and confirming that the princess is no longer needed, Third Young Master Ning brought back the lightning splitting wood."

At the beginning, Suqiu was still remembering, the more she said, the more determined her tone became.

"That thing is indeed no longer here. If I remember correctly, it should have been taken away by Third Young Master Ning half a month ago."

After hearing what she said, Mr. Mo's face became more gloomy and ugly, and he told Su Qiu that she should guard the yard. He wanted to take little Qin Zhan out to find Su Shixia.

After speaking, he turned around and strode back into the house.

Suqiu just felt that tonight, no matter what Mr. Mo said or did, she was completely confused.

Thinking about it, she and Mr. Mo had already stood here and talked so much, but the little Qin Zhan in the room didn't move at all. The more she thought about it, the more worried she became.

In the end, she couldn't care less about the defenses of men and women, so she gritted her teeth and strode into the room, asking worriedly, "Mr. Mo, what happened?"

"Qin Zhan suddenly developed a high fever and kept talking in his sleep, as if he was haunted by a nightmare."

While changing clothes for little Qin Zhan, Mr. Mo simply explained to Suqiu without looking back, "I forced him to wake up just now, but it seems that he hasn't regained consciousness yet."

"I saw that something was wrong with him, but it was the same as last time, as if he was taken aback."

"The child's body is inherently fragile, and if there is a problem, there is no delay. I am afraid that something will go wrong, so I am going to take him to his mother."

When Suqiu heard this, she was also shocked, and immediately walked to the bedside and stretched out her hand to touch Xiao Qin Zhan's forehead.

When her palm touched Xiao Qin Zhan's forehead, she couldn't help being slightly stunned.

"Mr. Mo..."

Su Qiu said with some uncertainty: "How do I feel, the young master's body temperature seems to have dropped? I checked, and it's not as hot as you said."

Mr. Mo frowned and looked at little Qin Zhan, but was surprised to find that little Qin Zhan seemed to have regained consciousness at this moment, and now he had raised his little head and was looking at him.

"Master, is my mother back?"

Before Mr. Mo had time to check the temperature of little Qin Zhan's forehead, the little guy anxiously grabbed his wrist and asked anxiously, "Where is mother?"

"Your mother is still in Pingxi Palace."

While replying, Mr. Mo put his palm on little Qin Zhan's forehead.

Feeling that little Qin Zhan's body temperature had indeed dropped slowly, a strange look flashed across his eyes, and he explained to little Qin Zhan in a soft voice.

"Did you forget? Your mother said before that she will stay at the palace for the whole night tonight, and she will not come back until dawn. It's just passed by, and she..."

"I'm going to find my mother!"

Before Mr. Mo could finish speaking, little Qin Zhan jumped up from the bed. He didn't even care about putting on his shoes, and was about to run outside the house, "Mother is in danger! I have to save her!"

Little Qin Zhan was really anxious, but after all, he was young and had no autonomy at all. Before his little feet touched the ground, he was brought back to the bed by Mr. Mo with one arm.

"In the middle of the night, how can you run around like a child? And you haven't put on your clothes yet, and you still had a fever just now, what should you do if you catch the cold again?"

"I know you are worried about your mother, but no matter how nervous you are, you have to calm down first. It was just you having a nightmare just now..."

"But, all my dreams will come true!"

Little Qin Zhan's eyes were red in anxiety, and he took Mr. Mo's hand and begged anxiously: "Mother, she is really in danger now, master, I beg you, please take me to find mother! It will be too late Yes! Mother will be arrested by that bad man!"

(End of this chapter)