Baby Serendipity: The Whole World Fell In Love With Me
Chapter 481 - 480: The Young Lady Has a Fever

Chapter 481: Chapter 480: The Young Lady Has a Fever

In the past, Little Auntie was the formidable Little Auntie, and there definitely would have been many ways to earn points, which wouldn’t have been of much interest to everyone.

But now, things were different, Director Hu demanded that Mianmian accomplish tasks as an ordinary child. For an ordinary child, it wouldn’t be like in the variety shows before, where one could simply say they wanted to eat rabbit, and then a rabbit would practically run into a tree and kill itself for Little Auntie’s enjoyment!

So, today’s content was a must-watch!

The audience waited in the live broadcast room for Mianmian to wake up.

But contrary to the audience’s expectations, the loudspeakers blared on and on, yet Mianmian’s room remained silent, showing no signs of anyone waking up.

As it was nearing five-thirty, Hu Zhengguo became restless and called Mianmian’s mobile phone.

The call didn’t connect.

Now, Hu Zhengguo panicked.

There were no cameras in the room, it was a mystery whether Little Auntie was there or not. Could it be that someone entered her room last night and stole Little Auntie away?

As Hu Zhengguo, accompanied by his team, appeared at the door of Mianmian’s room, muttering "Could Little Auntie really be lost?" Yang Xian said, "It’s fine, she won’t be lost."

Upon seeing Yang Xian, Hu Zhengguo clung to him like a lifeline, "If she’s not lost, there should at least be a response, right? There hasn’t been a peep, and I’ve been using the loudspeaker for so long! We can just open the door and go in to check, right?"

The director was used to dealing with many scripts, and Hu Zhengguo’s imagination was running wild.

One moment, he thought perhaps someone more powerful had kidnapped Mianmian; the next, he wondered if there was some secret ritual inside that couldn’t be interrupted.

He had the key to the room.

Yang Xian took the key from him: "I’ll open the door."

[Little Auntie rarely fails to respond like this, I’m very worried as well.]

[Really want to know what’s going on inside, hurry up and open the door!]

[I actually think it’s intentional, creating a topic on purpose!]

Most of the viewers were worried, with only a few making baseless comments. Unable to stand it, Mianmian’s fans retorted: [Does Little Auntie need to create topics with her popularity nowadays? She becomes the topic by just showing up!]

Those who have argued online know that some people become more and more agitated when you refute them, escalating the argument further.

That was what happening in the barrage of comments now.

Following the rebuttal of this diehard Mianmian fan, a large group soon flooded into the room, starting to argue.

The ones arguing with Mianmian’s fans were precisely Hu Yingying’s fans, insisting that Mianmian was just deliberately creating a topic.

As the two sides fought fiercely to the point where "Little Auntie not responding in the morning" became a trending search term, the door was opened.

Inside the room, Mianmian, groggy, opened her eyes towards the camera.

Her face was red hot, clearly indicating she was ill.

The other child in the bed, Little White Dragon, also had a flushed face and appeared dazed.

Including a bunch of small animals, they all looked dazed.

No wonder no one answered the door or responded to the loudspeaker; whether human or animal, everyone was experiencing such a severe fever that they couldn’t get out of bed.

Seeing Mianmian sick, Yang Xian furrowed his brows tightly and hurried to the bedside to feel her forehead.

It was really hot, abnormally so.

"It’s serious," Yang Xian said anxiously as he called Su Chenjin, which was the prearranged plan for any emergencies.

Before he could make the call, his own phone rang.

Yang Xian answered, hearing Su Chenjin’s anxious voice: "I’m on my way to the scene, Yang Xian, you need to cool Little Auntie down with ice first."

To reduce the fever with ice!

Yang Xian instructed the Su Family bodyguards to fetch it from the fridge.

But since they hadn’t anticipated the need for a large number of ice cubes, there was none prepared downstairs.

"Yang, Yang Xian?" From the bed, Mianmian suddenly called out in a low voice.

She felt so uncomfortably hot that it was hard for her to raise her voice.

"I want to drink some water..."

Yang Xian quickly poured some water and brought it to Mianmian’s lips.

After drinking a sip, Mianmian felt somewhat better. With her eyes red and bleary, she said in confusion, "Am I, am I sick? That’s why I can’t get up even after hearing the sound."

"Yes, you have a fever," Yang Xian whispered.

Mianmian furrowed her brows, her face filled with confusion.

Actually, she had never been sick before; this time she fell ill quite suddenly.

So strange!

In the past, even a minor injury would lead to something bad happening. Her mother told her to take her injuries as a warning of a major event about to occur. Now that she was sick, and severely so, did it mean something terrible was going to happen here?

But what could that be?

Yesterday, while lying in bed sleeping, she felt everything was fine.

Noticing the camera being pointed at her, Mianmian wanted to cover her face with a blanket using her hand. But she had no strength at all in her hand and was unable to do so.

She said hurriedly, "Don’t, don’t film me when I’m sick, it will make my nephews and grandnephews worried."

And wouldn’t they be worried!

The only people who knew Mianmian was sick were Su Chenjin and Su Chenfei. They were the earliest to rise and were already anxious like ants on a hot pan.

Yet, in the live broadcast, the little auntie still asked the camera not to film anymore with a feeble swatting voice, claiming it would make them worried.

Why would little auntie be so naively foolish?

Wiping away tears, Su Chenfei said, "I, I need to take leave; no, I must go to little auntie’s side."

If he didn’t go, he wouldn’t have the spirit to act!

Both brothers were thinking of going to Mianmian’s place, and at that moment, an early-rising Su Chenyu, who was preparing to make rounds, also saw the live broadcast. Seeing little auntie’s face turn pale because of sickness in the broadcast, Su Chenyu’s heart skipped a beat.

A child burning up like that could be deadly!

Little auntie was different from ordinary children. Precisely because of this, once little auntie became sick, it would certainly be more severe than with an ordinary child!

Su Chenyu was as anxious as an ant on a hot pan, quickly calling Su Chenjin to ask about his plans.

While he was on the phone, Mianmian in the camera stretched out her little hand to take Little White Dragon’s pulse.

This scene broke the hearts of the Su Family members and Mianmian’s fans who knew about it!

Even though she herself was feverish and confused, how could she still take someone else’s pulse?

It was only Yang Xian on the scene whose eyebrows slightly relaxed.

A doctor cannot heal themselves, just as Mianmian’s ability to know fate wouldn’t work on people deeply connected to her—she wouldn’t be able to foretell anything. With this in mind, Mianmian taking Little White Dragon’s pulse was actually an act of self-rescue! Only by knowing why Little White Dragon was sick, could she understand why she was sick.

And that was indeed what Mianmian was thinking.

She tried hard to maintain a clear mind and, after examining Little White Dragon’s pulse, she concluded: Yin evil has entered his body!

The dark qi they encountered at the sea floor last night was just like what Situ Zha said, a Yin malevolent entity. Although it was eradicated by Yang Xian’s golden light, the mere instant they were seen by it also imposed a burden on them.

Even Mianmian wasn’t quite sure why she was affected too—whether it was a warning from the heavens or something else, that wasn’t important now.

What was important was that, after drinking some water, with the sun about to rise outside, she had to take advantage of the strong purple qi at dawn to help everyone bring down their fever.