The Beginning of Natural Disaster, I Won by Hoarding Tens of Billions of Supplies
The Beginning of Natural Disaster, I Won by Hoarding Tens of Billions of Supplies | Chapter 427: Do You Prefer Sons Over Daughters? 

Jiang Ning and Huo Yishen quickly got up. The dog made a whimpering sound and ran to Doudou’s room. 

Huo Yishen hurried in and found that his sister had a high fever and her face was flushed. 

He took a thermometer, and it was almost 41 degrees. 

Jiang Ning quickly untied the gauze on her hand. The wound bitten by the sea tide bug was red and swollen, but there was no inflammation or pus. 

She didn’t expect the tide bug to be so poisonous. 

She checked her heart rate, blood oxygen, and pulse. 

The heartbeat was normal, the blood oxygen was 93, and the pulse was neither too fast nor weak. 

Jiang Ning gave her fever-reducing medicine, and Huo Yishen adjusted the oxygen machine. “Doudou, wake up.” 

Doudou opened her eyes drowsily, and her voice was extremely weak, “Brother, I feel uncomfortable.” 

After adjusting the oxygen machine, Huo Yishen put it on her, “It’s just a fever; you’ll be fine. Don’t be afraid.” 

There are several pieces of medical equipment in the space, but there are no chemical reagents to draw blood for testing. 

Jiang Ning took out the electrocardiograph and monitored Doudou. There was no problem with the heartbeat. 

It was just a high fever, with her shivering all over and vomiting repeatedly. 

How could a single bite lead to such an infection? 

The fever medicine had barely worked for two hours before the fever flared up again, so they could only use physical methods to reduce the fever. 

Doudou looked at Huo Yishen, “Brother, will I die?” 

“No, you are just sick, and you will get better soon after taking the medicine.” 

“But I feel so bad.” She held her brother’s hand, and tears suddenly flowed down, “Brother, I can’t bear to leave you and sister-in-law, and Coke.” 

Huo Yishen lowered his head and hugged her, “You won’t die; brother won’t let you die.”

Doudou snuggled in his arms, “I just had a dream; I dreamed that I died.” 

“Dreams are not accurate.” 

“No, it’s real.” Doudou shivered all over, “I, I… was eaten by my uncle and cousin.” 

Huo Yishen stiffened and suddenly raised his voice. “Doudou, dreams are always the opposite.” 

But Doudou felt that it was not a dream; it hurt so much, the feeling of the knife cutting her body was so real. 

She didn’t know why she had such a dream. Her brother had clearly taken her away, and it had been almost ten years since she left. She couldn’t even remember what her uncle and the others looked like. 

The dream was filled with hideous faces. 

Huo Yishen hugged his sister, patted her back constantly, and suppressed his own pain, “You’re just confused because of the fever, so you have such a strange dream. Brother won’t let you go through such things, and neither will Anning. We will protect you.” 

Doudou thought of the 18th floor again. The last time she was seriously ill, it was her sister-in-law who knocked on the door, took her to the next room, and fed her medicine. 

“Brother, if I die, you must take care of sister-in-law in my place.” 

Huo Yishen refused, “No, Anning has taken care of you for so many years. When you grow up and when she’s old, you have to take care of her and repay her.” 

Jiang Ning held the warm water and stood quietly outside the door. She didn’t knock on the door for a long time. 

After taking a fever-reducing injection, Doudou finally fell asleep. 

Huo Yishen stayed by her side all day. Exhausted, he made himself a cup of coffee and stood by the observation window. He watched the ocean creatures with a dazed expression. 

Jiang Ning came over and hugged him from behind, and said with guilt, “I’m sorry, I caused Doudou’s suffering.” 

Huo Yishen turned around and hugged her tightly, “It has nothing to do with you. It was a natural disaster.” 

“Besides, if it weren’t for you protecting us, we might not have been able to evacuate safely. Don’t think too much, okay?” 

No one could have known how severe this disaster was. 

Without meeting Jiang Ning, and without her space, even if he had been mentally prepared, taking Doudou would have been very difficult, and they might have died already in the collision of plates.

Disasters are unavoidable. 

Even if humans have made all the calculations, they cannot resist the natural disasters that can break everything. 

“Anning, promise me that no matter who isn’t here one day, you must live well.” 

“Don’t blame yourself, and don’t feel powerless. You have done well enough.” 

“Every extra day we live is a gain.” 

Jiang Ning held him tightly, tears silently streaming down her face. 

Huo Yishen looked down and gently wiped her tears. “What happened to the fearless Anning from before?” 

“I’m afraid now.” 

He kissed her forehead, “Don’t be afraid; I’m still here, we are all still here.” 

Not wanting Jiang Ning to be too exhausted, Huo Yishen took care of his sister personally and stayed up all night until dawn without closing his eyes. 

Jiang Ning got up early to replace him, “Go and rest.” 

Doudou still had a fever repeatedly, and her throat was hoarse. 

Jiang Ning gave her some antiviral drugs, Chinese medicine to enhance immunity, and hung several bottles of intravenous drips. 

After drinking half a bowl of chicken soup, Doudou felt much more energetic. 

She looked at Jiang Ning sideways and couldn’t help but smile. 

She was so sick that her smile was uglier than her cry. 

“Sister-in-law, I had a dream yesterday.”

“What did you dream about?” 

“I dreamed you were pregnant and gave birth to a son for brother.” 

“Do you prefer sons over daughters?” 

“No.” Doudou held her hand, “They are twins, and there is a daughter who calls me aunt.” 

Jiang Ning was amused by her, “Silly girl, how old are you, and you’re already thinking about being an aunt?” 

“I really want to be an aunt; I’ve been thinking about it for a long time.” She couldn’t help but look forward to it, “You and brother raised me, so I will take care of my nephews and nieces in the future.” 

“Okay, when you recover from your illness, your brother and I will have children for you to play with.”

Doudou rested her head with her hands and asked with a smile, “Sister-in-law, is it true?” 

“Can I still lie to you?” Jiang Ning encouraged her, “You have a fever now; it’s the body’s immune cells that are killing the virus. Once they are gone, your illness will get better. 

Doudou, your body is your own. You must believe that you can kill the virus, and you will definitely be able to kill it.” 

Doudou nodded firmly, “I can do it.” 

But it was still very uncomfortable. She vomited several times in a row, and there’s even a moment where she had a cramp and convulsion. 

Sometimes it was light, sometimes heavy; sometimes she slept for seven or eight hours without waking up. 

At one point, she even had difficulty breathing; Doudou grabbed Jiang Ning’s hand and refused to let go, “Sister-in-law, if I die, can you take care of my brother and never leave him?” 

“Nonsense, how can you die?” Jiang Ning wiped her sweat, “You’ll get through this soon.” 

Unexpectedly, Doudou insisted, “Can you take care of my brother?” 

How old is this child, she’s actually thinking so much. 

If something happened to Doudou, Huo Yishen might not blame her, and they could continue their lives, but this thorn cannot be pulled out, and it is impossible to pretend that nothing has happened. 

It can only be buried deep. 

But what happened, happened, and it can never be erased. 

Doudou knew it well; otherwise, she wouldn’t have asked her. 

Jiang Ning’s eyes were stinging. “Okay.” 

Doudou was afraid to see her sad, but comforted her, “Sister-in-law, I don’t regret it.” 

Jiang Ning was taken aback. 

“On the contrary, I’m very happy. You protected and cared for me for so many years. If it weren’t for you, I might have died a long time ago. 

The luckiest thing in my life is meeting you, sister-in-law, and the same is true for my brother.” 

xiaocaojade[Translator]

Please bear with me if I didn’t update right away 😅. I was either buried in work 💼… or buried in rereading the book 📖. (P.S. Most of the time I’m rereading it 🤭—so you know just how good the story is! 🌟)

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