In the evening, Qin Shinan returned to the villa and asked the servant about song Xiaoman.
The servant said, "Miss Song had a pot of porridge and an apple and a banana in the afternoon. She has a good appetite."
"Have you taken the medicine?"
"Well... Miss Song said that she was well and didn't need to take any more medicine. She refused to take it."
Qin Shinan came upstairs and gently opened the door.
I saw the little girl lying on the pillow snoring, he can even hear a slight snore.
He could not help but slightly up the corner of his mouth, put light steps to go over, tuck in the quilt for her.
Song Xiaoman rubbed his eyes.
It's a man's face.
Oh... It's her husband.
Like waking up from a dream, her smile was a bit sleepy. She got up from bed and looked up at him: "husband, are you back?"
Qin Shinan gave a low voice with a slightly unhappy expression: "why didn't you take the medicine?"
"Well, the medicine is too bitter."
Qin Shinan turned to pour a glass of water and took the medicine to her: "take it."
Song Xiaoman opens his mouth.
After waiting for her to take the medicine, he put the palm of his hand on her forehead.
The fever has completely subsided. The complexion is very ruddy. The spirit looks good and there is a lot to eat.
Song Xiaoman is brewing in his heart and whispers: "I... I will start tomorrow. Can I go to school?"
"You want to go to school?" Qin Shinan was in deep thought, not that she was not allowed to go, but that she was not well enough.
"Well..."
Miss Song stammered a lot of explanations.
The reason is that the third year of senior high school is heavy. It's may now. She can't leave too much behind when she is about to take the college entrance examination.
In the end, Qin Shinan did not object.
Song Xiaoman is very clever close to the man, small hand gently around his arm, silly smile at him: "old, my husband is good!"
……
The next morning.
After breakfast, Qin Shinan personally drove song Xiaoman to school.
About to arrive, song Xiaoman said: "old, husband, stop, stop here."
Glancing at her, Qin Shinan stopped the car.
Before her graduation, it is necessary for her to keep a low profile so as not to cause unnecessary trouble.
"After school in the afternoon, I'll have the driver wait here."
"Oh, old man, goodbye."
Song Xiaoman is smiling and carrying a schoolbag. She waves to him and turns to school.
Looking at the little figure, the corners of Qin Shinan's mouth rose slightly. He didn't start the car to leave until he watched her enter the gate.
The classroom is very quiet. The students are all studying in the morning.
When song Xiaoman came in, he suddenly looked at her with strange eyes, accompanied by a gentle voice.
"Look, there's a stammer..."
Song Xiaoman is used to it.
After three years of high school, the students changed batch after batch, but this kind of look on her as an alien has never changed.
However, this is the best high school in the whole North City. The management is strict and the school spirit is healthy. That kind of bullying has never happened.
Song Xiaoman is too lazy to deal with those people.
As soon as she sat down, Tang Xi, her deskmate, approached her quietly: "Manman, why haven't you come to school for several days?"
"Slow down, slow down and talk to you."
At noon, song Xiaoman and Tang Xi come to the canteen and choose the corner.
Tang Xi is her deskmate and her best friend. She is the kind who can make friends.
"Well, what happened?"
"I, I..."
Tang Jui pursed her mouth and said with a smile, "well, if you can't hear, you can talk well."
Song Xiaoman took a look around, the corner of his mouth bent up: "that's not to be careful!"