It will take some time for qiyefan to come here from the city center.

Gu Qingjiu stayed in the dormitory all morning.

Learning while watching the situation of Qi Xiaoran.

It's about the morning's antipyretics that work, or qi Xiaoran has a strong resistance.

At noon, her fever soon subsided.

But the wound problem, Gu Qingjiu knew that Qi Xiaoran was sensitive, and it was a dark hand.

Before her brother came, she didn't report to the school on her own.

Qi Xiaoran lies on the bed until noon, still waked up by the telephone.

That ring comes from Qi Xiaoran's mobile phone.

"Hello, brother..."

Gu Qingjiu looks at the computer in the lower shop. Qi Xiaoran answers the phone vaguely in the upper shop.

Hearing her talking, Gu Qingjiu immediately looked up.

"I'm better Have you arrived yet? But the military academy cannot... "

Qi Xiaoran has a weak voice, which sounds difficult.

It seems that qiyefan wants to go to school.

But military schools are not so easy to get into.

Just like the students in it can't go out.

"Well, I'll wait for you in the infirmary."

It sounded like a helpless compromise, then Qi smiled and hung up.

"How are you?"

After she hung up, Gu Qingjiu asked.

Qi Xiaoran touched the fever reducing sticker on his forehead, which was the thing that Gu Qingjiu turned out of his box just in case.

"Better, thank you."

Qi Xiaoran is not as cold as usual, because of the state of illness, pale lips, stained with some delicate feeling.

Gu Qingjiu would like to ask her how she got hurt, but when she got to her mouth, she swallowed it back to her stomach.

"I just heard your brother say that he wants to come in. Let me take you to the infirmary. I can see your condition. It's not good for a person to pass?"

Qi smiled and said nothing.

Finally she pulled the quilt open and nodded softly.

When she got out of bed, Gu Qingjiu saw that her movements were deliberately avoiding the wriggling of her waist, as if she was afraid of getting her own wound.

Qi Xiaoran forced herself to wash. After finishing, Gu Qingjiu helped her to the clinic.

Now it will be a while before Guqian's training is over, so there are only Gu Qingjiu and Qi Xiaoran in the whole dormitory building.

Walking quietly all the way, Gu Qingjiu took Qi Xiaoran to the clinic.

The doctor in the infirmary here is a woman over half a hundred years old. She is wearing a white gown and gold rimmed glasses. She has the taste of an intellectual.

See Gu Qingjiu come over: "does your roommate burn back?"

In the morning, when the girl came in a hurry, she was very impressed by her beautiful appearance.

I recognized her as soon as I saw her coming.

"I'm back, but I have to see."

Gu Qingjiu sips his lips and answers, helping Qi Xiaoran in.

"Is that her?"

The aunt of the infirmary came to take care of the work of sake and helped Qi Xiaoran to the bed.

"I didn't reach the temperature of high fever. I think it's retreating. You..."

After all, she has been a doctor for many years. She has the intuition of a doctor for a long time. When she looks at the smiling state, she doesn't think it's the cause of the high fever.

The line of sight is just a sweep, which directly opens Qi Xiaoran's waist clothes.

When she saw the wound, she even frowned directly with the shape of the wound on the edge: "knife wound? What did you do? "