Usually I can’t see this little girl, she loves studying too much, she seems a little out of place in their dormitory, that is, she didn’t get up when she was called to class before, she was listless, and her face was burnt pink. It's lingering, it hurts how people look at it.
They discovered that this little guy was ill. They had a fever for two days, and they were reluctant to go to the hospital. Taking medicine somehow helped to reduce the fever. The fever in this summer was really uncomfortable.
Ding Weiyan couldn't help speaking over there, and with a bit of joking, she squeezed Chu Ci's small cheek, "If you don't have a fever again, we'll discuss taking you to the hospital."
Chu Ci blinked his eyes, let him squeeze one of his cheeks like this, tugged, and felt the resistance in his heart. In the end, his voice was glutinous, but he lowered his head firmly. Rebelled, "Don't go to the hospital."
"Okay, don't go to the hospital." The few people couldn't help but smile, and again wrapped Chu Ci tightly, poured her a glass of water, and went to do their own things.
Although the freshman year was not so busy, there were many activities in various clubs and they were also busy. The other two went out. Ding Weiyan was left looking at the computer. Chu Ci took out her mobile phone and took another sip. Water, this is just a glance at his mobile phone.
Her thick black eyelashes were drooping, and her lips were still whitish and chapped. Chu Ci pressed the corner of her lower lip and opened the message.
Propaganda Minister Cheng Yueyue’s messages have been sent a dozen messages in a row. The deputy minister who has just taken office has fallen ill with a serious illness before getting the actual job.
Cheng Yueyue: Porcelain, are you better?
Cheng Yueyue: Is it still burning now?
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Cheng Yueyue: If you don't reply, I will rush to your dormitory and take you to the hospital! !
This message came from ten minutes ago, and Chu Ci quickly returned a message to her somewhat fierce minister.
Chu Ci: The fever has gone down, so don't worry, Minister.
Cheng Yueyue: That's good, that's good.
Her message came back quickly, and the phone was probably in his hand, and then another message was returned to her.
Cheng Yueyue: By the way, the regular meeting of the student union will be tomorrow at 4:30 in the afternoon at the student union office. At that time, the teachers will also have meetings. There are no classes in the school. You will also start participating in your freshman year. If you are not uncomfortable Come, if you feel uncomfortable, just ask me for a leave.
After sending a message to Cheng Yueyue, it was already afternoon. After a simple dinner, it was inevitable that she was a little dizzy. After reading the professional book for a while, Chu Ci went to bed obediently.
The small face is still a bit red, and the tip of the small nose is a bit red because of the recent runny nose. The small face is round, but the body is thin. The whole person is like a little white steamed bun just out of the pot, so obediently covered. It's a good quilt, and lie down properly, probably because he noticed her gaze and looked at her like this with a pair of big eyes.
With some doubts in his eyes, he blinked blindly, and the corners of his lips were bent subconsciously. The whole person was very behaving, cute and pitiful.
After watching for a while, because she didn't speak, the little girl raised her hand and pulled the quilt again, closing her eyes and going to sleep.
But because of a cold, she suddenly hesitated.