He was seriously ill, and I was afraid he might infect me if I got too close. Although I felt reluctant to leave him, I could only bear it.,The four-year-old child, with a face full of tears, finally managed to hold them back and declared in a loud voice, "Okay, good girl, Zhi'er. Mommy will also be a good girl and take her medicine. Once I'm better, we'll fly kites together!",The voice from above was extremely cold, and the hands clutching his shoulders were also icy.。