In the morning, as soon as he Xian entered the classroom, Li Kexin got up from his seat and waved and shouted at him.
"He Xian, this way! This way!"
This is a big class. The classroom is full, with only a few scattered seats.
Dormitory 606 occupied four positions. Fu Shuang didn't come, and there was still one vacancy left.
The whole classroom's eyes focused on Li Kexin, and then turned to He Xian, as if to see what he would do.
Fu Shuang and he Xian disappeared for a week, which naturally caused a lot of speculation.
He Xian walked over with a tired face and sat down in the empty seat beside Zhang ChuChu.
Li Kexin's head stretched out and asked impatiently, "how's Shuang Shuang? I heard she's ill. Is it serious?"
Her voice was not small and attracted a lot of attention. Men and women stared at them one after another, hoping to get first-hand news.
"Fortunately, I've been discharged from the hospital, but I still need to rest for a few days. I can't come to class before 11." He Xian rubbed his temples and was very tired.
"So serious? What disease?" Zhang ChuChu also picked up his heart.
He Xian looked at them and hesitated: "acute appendicitis, had an operation."
"Ah? It's so serious that we had an operation! Why didn't you say it earlier so that we could visit her." Wang Hui frowned and looked unhappy. "He Xian, you have to take us after school today. We can't let go if we don't see Shuangshuang."
"Yes, Hexian, you must help us with this. We are really worried about her." Zhang ChuChu echoed and pulled Hexian's arm several times.
Li Kexin's eyes stared at Zhang ChuChu's hand, and she couldn't wait to tear it off.
She sits in the middle, Zhang ChuChu is on the edge, and the empty seat is next to Zhang ChuChu.
Li Kexin was very uncomfortable because he couldn't sit shoulder to shoulder with He Xian.
"Yes, he Xian, you must take us. We have sorted out our notes so that we can make up for Shuangshuang."
Hexian replied listlessly, "I thank you for Shuangshuang. Just give me the notes. I'll take them later."
Li Kexin rebuffed: "no! You can't just take your notes, there are us! We also want to go!"
He Xian looked at the three of them and frowned.
Fu Shuang is now recuperating on the Lvyang waterfront. If you take them there, they will be curious about Fu Shuang's relationship with Xu muzhou.
I used to call my uncle half jokingly on the phone, but if I see him, I'll help him.
Fu Shuang's heart is not on him. He will probably tell the truth.
Once he and Fu Shuang are fake lovers, no one can tell what trouble they will cause.
Hexian Si was unmoved and refused with a cold face: "Shuangshuang is seriously ill and needs peace of mind. I'll just take my notes with me. She can have a look when she's in good spirits. Don't go there, so that she won't be distracted from taking care of you."
Zhang ChuChu and Wang Hui both saw that he Xian really didn't want them to visit Fu Shuang at this juncture. Although they were very worried, they couldn't help it.
Only Li Kexin insisted.
"He Xian ~ Oh, just take us. Anyway, you're going to take care of her. Take us together ~"
"Is it OK ~ He Xian ~ please ~"
The long tone, the trill of nine twists and eighteen bends, is very much like a little girl playing coquettish with her sweetheart.
The girls who were watching had goose bumps on the ground one after another, and several had shown meaningful ridicule.
Several hairy boys thought Li Kexin's voice was sweet and soft. They begged someone to call a delicate and lovely person. They could almost pinch out water. They were so fascinated by her that their eyes were straight.
Li Teng helped persuade: "brother Xian, you can take them, or they can't let go."
Wang Chao echoed: "yes, yes, don't talk about them. We've been worried these days. If it's convenient for you, it's best to take us to have a look."
He Xian wrung his eyebrows, threw his head and said nothing.
Li Kexin had a hard and soft soak for a long time. He Xian just didn't let go. She was embarrassed and discouraged. She pouted so high that she fell on the table and didn't say a word.
Zhang ChuChu looked at Wang Hui and shook his head in a small way.
At the end of the morning course, he Xian didn't even shout, and left with his textbook.
Out of the teaching building, drive straight to the famous.
He Xian was not in the mood to eat, drink and have fun. He told him to get something to cushion his stomach and ran to the room to sleep.
When I lay in bed, I didn't feel sleepy at all.
He Xian was so worried that he called Fu Shuang.
Fu Shuang is drinking a nourishing medicinal diet. She knows that the medicinal diet is made by Shen Peilan, and she feels quite at ease.
But Xu muzhou told Wan Wan that she must take good care of her body. She also sent Liu Ma to supervise. She had to bite the bullet.
"Shuang, what are you doing?"
"Have lunch."
"How are you feeling today?"
"It's much better. The wound doesn't hurt much. It just itches badly. I don't dare to scratch if I want to."
Huxianton breathed a sigh of relief: "that is, the wound is healing. Don't scratch it."
Fu Shuang wilted, and then asked, "has Ji Xin'er heard anything?"