Back To The 80s: President's Doted Wife

Chapter 748: Chapter 748: Burned to Confusion

Qi Fengping rushed back home and said her mother was sick, asking Father Qi to go over.

"Your mom can get sick?" Father Qi was somewhat incredulous, and with a stern face, he said, "She must be faking it!"

The old lady was usually in good health; she rarely got sick. Given her scheming nature, it was hard to tell whether she was pretending, perhaps just looking for an excuse to return home.

Qi Fengping was in a great hurry and said, "No, Dad, Mom really is sick, her forehead is burning hot!" Of course, she didn’t say it was a feigned illness.

Qi Jianguo urgently said, "Dad, please go and have a look. What if the fever damages her brain?"

Father Qi, his face darkened, still stepped out the door.

The three family members arrived at the old house and indeed, Mother Qi’s consciousness was blurred, and she had begun to babble incoherently.

She really was sick!

Father Qi furrowed his brows and said, "Jianguo, carry your mom on your back and go to the clinic."

Qi Jianguo hurriedly stepped forward, and with Qi Fengping’s help, they lifted her up and ran with Mother Qi on their back.

Upon reaching the clinic, they measured her temperature—it had reached over forty degrees.

"How can the fever be so high? Get her on an IV!" the doctor inquired.

Qi Jianguo, his eyes red, watched Mother Qi’s delirious muttering and said to Father Qi, "Dad, look at mom like this, let her come back home. It’s fortunate that Fengping went to see her and found out. If she hadn’t, couldn’t it have damaged her brain?"

Qi Fengping stood by without daring to utter a word, feeling very guilty.

It was her idea to feign a severe ailment, and in doing so, they ended up allowing the fever to get so high; she certainly didn’t dare admit it.

"Yes, Dad, let mom come back home!" Qi Fengping also spoke up. Without mom at home, she had to do all the housework, and it was exhausting her.

"We’ll talk about it once the fever goes down," Father Qi grunted, his gaze turning toward the flushed-faced old woman on the bed, a flicker of concern crossing his eyes.

After all, they were a couple who had lived together for decades; if something were to happen to her, what would he do?

Mother Qi felt as if she was being roasted on a frying pan, burning hot, as if she was about to melt away.

The worst part was that she saw people with ghostly faces, holding white sticks, pointing at her and scolding her for not respecting her old age, for being overbearing and unkind, threatening to throw her into a boiling oil pot.

Mother Qi screamed in terror, "It’s not my fault, it’s none of my business, help, help!"

No one heeded her cries, and they moved to lift her.

Looking down, she saw a large, bubbling cauldron of oil below her, terrifying her to the point of mental collapse.

"Don’t fry me, don’t roast me, help me!" Mother Qi struggled frantically, crying out loud, "I realize my mistakes, I was wrong, don’t fry me, I’ll change, I’ll change everything, sob sob..."

"Mom, mom, wake up!" someone was slapping her face.

Mother Qi immediately latched onto the voice, opening her eyes with effort, and beside her stood her two children, tears welling up uncontrollably.

"Jianguo, Pingping, save mom, I don’t want to die, I don’t want to be fried!" Mother Qi’s voice was as rough as sandpaper, very hoarse.

"Mom, it’s okay now, you’re just delirious from the fever, having a nightmare. Once the fever breaks, you’ll be alright, and we can go back home," Qi Jianguo said.

In an attempt to rectify her mistake, Qi Fengping said, "Yes, mom, dad said you can move back home!" she blinked.

Can move back home?

A spark of light flashed in Mother Qi’s eyes—could she finally go back home? No longer living in that frightful place?

But she felt so uncomfortable, so heavy.

Taiguo, Taiguo, where was he? That was her eldest son!

"Taiguo, call Taiguo back, I am dying, I need to see him!" Mother Qi did not forget to use her illness as leverage to bring Qi Taiguo back around.

Father Qi, upon hearing this, his expression slightly darkened: "Focus on your recovery. Your son is in the military, how could he come back."

Once Father Qi spoke, Mother Qi immediately fell silent, timidly looking at him.