CH 11

As a matter of fact, Yu Fan has a vague premonition.

He has been top-heavy and weak since the morning, and he hears people talk like chanting sutras.

He hasn’t been ill for a long time, which is worse than a flesh wound.

His lips were dry and Yu Fan swallowed, and the pain in his throat made his eyebrows twist: “take your hand away.”

The person next to him did not speak, and a few seconds later, Chen Jingshen withdrew his hand.

Yu Fan moved his head and pillowed back on his arm.

“you should go to the hospital.”

Yu Fan closed his eyes: “mind your own business.”

There’s no sound next to him.

Now the metaphor is the same as in the morning self-study, the brain is dizzy and it is difficult to fall asleep. So he listened vaguely as the person next to him closed his textbook, packed his things, and zipped up his schoolbag.

He tilted his head and happened to see Chen Jingshen carrying his schoolbag on his shoulders and picking up the chair with one hand and folding it on the desk.

Wait for someone to walk out, then stack the tables together and sleep.

Or will it be one night to go to the Internet bar again? In this state, he may not be able to beat Yu Kaiming at home….

Yu Fan’s eyelids were half-drooping and he vaguely saw Chen Jingshen put his hand on the zipper and took off his coat.

He even wore a beige wool vest under his heavy down jacket, and inside was the school uniform shirt.

Yu Fan wondered how these nerds were so delicate that they were wrapped like zongzi in only a few degrees, and zongzi bent down and grabbed his arm.

[**Zongzi, rouzong or simply zong is a traditional Chinese rice dish made of glutinous rice stuffed with different fillings and wrapped in bamboo leaves]

?

Grabbed his arm?

Yu Fan replied fiercely, “what are you doing?”

“go to the hospital.” Chen Jingshen said faintly.

“I said mind your own business and let go,” Yu Fan frowned. “Dare to touch me again? Do you believe that I really beat you– ”

He stared at Chen Jingshen’s face and punched unbearably-and then his wrist was grasped.

He was picked up by Chen Jingshen just like the chair just now.

He raised his fist again and his other hand was grabbed.

Yu Fan felt more troublesome when he was sick.

Even if he can’t beat Yu Kaiming, even Chen Jingshen can beat him?

When the down jacket was put on him, Chen Jingshen said, “raise your hand.”

When two girls passed outside, they heard a noise, and they looked this way at the same time.

Yu Fan’s clenched fist loosened again.

Forget it, the struggle is even uglier.

Ignoring the look in the eyes of the person in front of him, Chen Jingshen pinched the zipper of his coat and pulled it directly to the top.

It is a high-necked-down jacket with a cover on the back of the neck.

Feeling the residual temperature of the owner of the clothes, he raised his head in disgust and said with a cold face, “who do you want to suffocate?”

Chen Jingshen glanced at him, reached out and pressed his collar under his chin.

In order to meet the accommodation needs of some teachers, the teachers’ dormitory in Nancheng No. 7 High School was built next to the experimental building.

The people who live here are generally young teachers who have just started, and some warm-blooded old teachers who have clearly planned the development of the school in the next two decades.

Hu Pang lives on the fifth floor of the classroom dormitory. The balcony of the house is on the other side of the school. You can see the school gate two steps out.

That evening, as usual, he strolled to the balcony with a bowl and watched the flowers of the motherland who had learned to forget to eat at the school gate.

Seeing the tall and thin figure of Chen Jingshen, the corner of Hu Pang’s mouth just rose a little and froze again.

Chen Jingshen hugged a man next to him, and they were very close to each other, like the puppy lovers he often caught in the school garden.

Is Chen Jingshen also?

Startled, Hu Pang hurriedly put down his bowl, picked up his glasses, looked over again, and saw a mess of hair–.

And then saw the face where he had high blood pressure at first sight.

Hu Pang: “…”

You might as well have puppy love.

Yu Fan has resisted this gesture.

And then he almost fell down the stairs.

There were not many people in the school at this time, but not all of them were gone. Yu Fan wanted to remember that it was convenient to shut up these people afterward, but he didn’t see it clearly because of dizziness.

So he simply bowed his head and was taken into the taxi by Chen Jingshen.

They went to the nearest hospital to the school.

They took his body temperature, 39 degrees, high fever.

“the temperature is a little high. How long have you been burning?” The doctor glanced at his face. “I’ll give you some medicine first to see if it can be relieved. If the fever doesn’t go down tomorrow, you will come to the hospital for blood test and hanging water.”

Yu Fan didn’t bother to wait for a moment: “give me a needle directly.”

Ten minutes later, Yu Fan sat in the infusion room.

He took an arm out of his sleeve and handed it to the guard.

Yu Fan no longer had a band-aid. The nurse was stupefied when he saw the scar on his face and could not help glancing at the school uniform he was wearing.

Yu Fan’s arms are thin-in fact, he is thin and barely fleshy, and his shoulder blades prop up his school uniform when he sleeps on his desk. It often makes people wonder where his fighting strength comes from.

Yu Fan hung his eyes and watched the needle go slowly into the skin, the needle was fixed by tape, and the needle was left in the back of his hand.

“all right.” The nurse said, “it’s best to drink plenty of hot water, put on your coat and sweat.”

Yu Fan: “Thank you.”

After the nurse left, Yu Fan leaned back, the whole person fell on the infusion chair, and the down jacket sank with his movements.

After a day of fever, he was in worse condition than other feverish patients. He lay on his soft coat and his drowsiness spread again.

The medicine and a cup of hot water were put in front of him.

“eat before you sleep.” Chen Jingshen’s voice fell from his head.

Yu Fan did not say anything, picked up the medicine and swallowed it, tilted his head to find a comfortable posture, closed his eyes and went to sleep.

…….

When he woke up, it was already dark.

Yu Fan maintained his sleeping posture and glanced around with sleepy and half-narrowed eyes.

There are not many people in the infusion room, mothers holding their sons, lovers holding hands, adults working with computers, and a high school student doing their homework with their heads down.

?

Yu Fan turned his head again and looked at the last one.

There is a test paper and an empty book in the place where the patient is given a hand. Chen Jingshen slipped his sleeve to his elbow and was writing with his pen in his hand.

Yu Fan’s weariness of learning came up at once, and he said hoarsely, “Why haven’t you left yet?”

Chen Jingshen: “I didn’t finish my homework.”

“…

”

What, writing somewhere else will interrupt your idea of doing a problem?

After sleeping with a needle, Yu Fan obviously felt much better.

He stared at the pen shaking in Chen Jingshen’s hand for a moment, thinking that he had been suppressed by the weak chicken because he was ill, so he felt that he must be given a warning.

He was lazy to say, “Chen Jingshen.”

Chen Jingshen kept writing: “mm-hmm.”

“do you know what happens to those who mess with me?”

Chen Jingshen turned his head.

Yu Fan tilted his head and stared at his single eyelid and said coldly, “anyway, you’re here, so you might as well book a bed first.”

The cold back of his hand was pressed against his forehead.

Yu Fan’s voice stopped abruptly, and before he could react, Chen Jingshen had already withdrawn his hand.

“the fever is gone.” Chen Jingshen looked up at the eye bag. “I’ll call the nurse.”

“…”

After taking his temperature, it did fall back to 37.9.

When the nurse came to pull out the needle, she casually asked, “are you classmates?”

Yu Fan said lazily, “mm-hmm.”

“It’s a good relationship.” The nurse said, “when you were asleep, he kept an eye on the medicine bag for you. He had already watched two bags for you.”

Yu Fan’s eyelids jumped just after intimidating his classmates. He glanced at the person next to him without showing any trace. Chen Jingshen didn’t blink when he started the question, and he didn’t seem to listen to what they said here.

So he paused, then perfunctorily said, “Hmm.”

No sooner had the nurse left Wang Luan’s call came in.

Chen Jingshen saw him press a cotton swab on the back of his other hand, hold the phone with his shoulder, and wait lazily for the opposite to open.

Wang Luan’s voice came from the other end of the phone: “Damn it, open Wechat and see for yourself. I sent you 37 messages in one night. If you don’t reply, I’m like your fucking licking dog!”

Yu Fan: “if I don’t see it, what are you going to do?”

Wang Luan paused for a moment. “Why do you sound strange?”

“I have a cold,” Yu Fan said. “I have something to say.”

“it’s nothing, just to remind you to remember to copy your math papers,” Wang Luan said.

“When Zhuang Xingqin went to class today, he said we should copy every wrong question ten times. If you won’t hand it in tomorrow, you’ll stand up for math class next week.”

Ten times?

Yu Fan thought of his completely blank math test paper and said with a wooden face, “If you don’t copy it, you won’t be able to attend class next week.”

After hanging up the phone, Yu Fan felt that he was almost done and took the cotton swab away to throw it away.

A new, unnamed exercise book was handed to him.

Yu Fan stared at the exercise book for two seconds, then looked up and asked, “what is it?”

When he was sitting, he felt that Chen Jingshen was really tall.

His jaw line was smooth and beautiful, and his Adam’s apple is protruding as he spoke rolled slightly.

“Math homework.”

“Why do you give it to me.” Yu Fan paused for a moment, then suddenly reflected, “did you write it for me?”

Chen Jingshen said, “mm-hmm.”

“…”

The man was sitting next to him writing hard for a long time. Was he doing his homework?

Yu Fan looked at him blankly and felt that the fever that had just gone down showed signs of coming back: “who asked you to write for me? Zhuang Xingqin is not a fool, we have such a big handwriting difference– ”

“I wrote it with my left hand.”

“…”

My handwriting is not that ugly.

Chen Jingshen said: “as a thank you for helping me at the back door.”

“Don’t think too much,” said Yu Fan, wringing his eyebrows. “I’m upset with those people.”

“mm-hmm.” Chen Jingshen looked at his evasive eyes and responded.

When it comes to this, Chen Jingshen himself doesn’t need to copy this wrong topic anyway. Yu Fan pulled the homework.

“how much is the medicine today?” Yu Fan took out his cell phone and said, “I’ll transfer you Wechat.”

Chen Jingshen reported a number.

Yu Fan opened Wechat and flipped through it among his friends for a long time before he remembered–.

“That’s right.” Chen Jingshen asked, “Why can’t I watch your Wechat?”

“…”

Is this guy an idiot?

Yu Fan’s sentence, “of course you can’t see it after being blocked,” reached the edge of his mouth before he swallowed back on Chen Jingshen’s line of sight.

Shit, why does he look like a scumbag?

“I don’t know, Bug.” He held up his mobile phone and dragged Chen Jingshen from the blacklist. “the money has been transferred.”

When Chen Jingshen collected the money, he clicked on Yu Fan’s avatar.

His head portrait is of several stray cats, which looks like it was taken at random around the school.

A few pitiful moments popped up dynamically.

He raised his eyebrow quietly and said, “well, now I see it.”

–

Zuo Kuan stood bowing in the observation room.

The middle-aged woman told him: “just after hanging the bag-the patient should pay attention to the wound, take medicine on time, and try not to make big moves.”

The left broad scalp was numb, nodded again and again, leaning against the wall and peering around in an attempt to distract himself.

Then he saw two familiar figures.

Zuo Kuan suddenly stood up with his eyes wide open, and the wound pulled gently, causing him to cover his crotch with a hiss.

He endured the pain and reconfirmed it carefully with his hand against the wall.

Walking in front of the boy with both hands, as always lazy and casual, perhaps because of the cold weather, his face is a little pale.

The person behind him was wearing a thin, usually neat school uniform shirt full of wrinkles at the moment. When he got to the door, he raised his hand and rubbed his eyes.

Zuo Kuan recovered from the shock, immediately picked up his cell phone and took a wild shot, and then sent the picture to a large group of more than 100 students in the school.

[class 8-Brother Kuan: [picture] fuck, look who I see. ].

Class 7-Zhang Xianjing: what are you doing in urology? ].

[class 8-Brother Kuan:? ].

[class 7-Wang Luan: congratulations to Brother Kuan. Let’s play together tomorrow. ].

[class 8-Brother Kuan: screw you. ].

[class 8-Brother Kuan: I fucking sent you a picture to show you this? ].

[Class 7-Wang Luan: then what are you looking at? ].

Zuo Kuan circled the two tall and thin figures in the picture.

[class 8-Brother Kuan: don’t you recognize anyone in your own class? ].

[class 8-Brother Kuan: Yu Fan beat Chen Jingshen into the hospital! ]