Song Xiyue, who fainted in Mu Wei Leng's arms, was still breathing rapidly. Mu Wei Leng could feel that there were waves of warmth passing through his chest, and there was also a faint fragrance across the tip of his nose, which was mixed with...

The unique fragrance of a girl.

Mu Wei's cold and deep gaze fell on Song Xiyue's face. Her face became a little rosy due to the run just now, but behind the rosiness was endless paleness, and her lips were also white and lackluster.

He didn't know what was wrong with her, but he could feel her rapid breathing, and her brows had never relaxed. Mu Weileng was a little worried, so he hugged her, hugged her across his chest, and ran to the infirmary.

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At this time, the person on duty in the infirmary was a woman in her 30s. She was sitting at the table in a white coat. She saw Mu Wei rush in panting, and then he was holding a girl who had sneaked in in his arms.

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The woman quickly stood up and asked, "What's wrong with her?"

"In physical education class, I passed out after running 800 meters. The situation is unknown," Mu Weilen replied while panting.

"Put her on the hospital bed first," the woman suggested.

Mu Wei took a deep breath and placed Song Xiyue on the hospital bed. The cool breeze blown by the air conditioner in the infirmary made Mu Wei's cold and hot body feel much better. He wiped the sweat from his forehead and asked, "

Did she have heatstroke?"

"Hmm..." The woman gave Song Xiyue a simple check, shook her head and said, "It looks like it, but it doesn't look like it."

"Speak more clearly!" After hearing the ambiguous answers from the staff on duty in the infirmary, Mu Wei shouted coldly and displeasedly.

"How should I put it? Part of the reason why she fainted was heatstroke. There may be other reasons." There was a sense of uncertainty in the woman's voice.

When Mu Wei Leng heard this, he became even more impatient. He tugged at his collar and said, "What level do you have as a doctor?"

"Students nowadays are really bad. I'm just on duty." The woman refused to accept Mu Weileng's words and retorted unhappily. She was on duty and could only treat minor ailments. There were many reasons for fainting.

, it’s not as simple as a cold or a fever, just take medicine and eat it.

"You really should be fired!" Mu Wei coldly said with a cold gaze. After saying that, he sat down on the hospital bed next to the bed where Song Xiyue was lying, and stared at the unconscious Song Xiyue.

"Okay, take good care of your friend," the woman reminded angrily, then slammed the door and left!

Seeing her leaving, Mu Weileng propped up his chin and looked at Song Xiyue unscrupulously. After looking at it for a long time, he jumped off the hospital bed and stood beside Song Xiyue for a while before stretching out his slender fingers and lifting her away.

The bangs that stuck to the forehead were parted one after another, revealing a smooth forehead.

Mu Weileng took out a pack of napkins from his pocket and wiped the wet sweat from Song Xiyue's forehead. His fingertips touched Song Xiyue's delicate skin. The soft touch made Mu Weileng stiffen.

He threw the napkin away in a panic, sat back on the bed, yawned, and said to himself, "When will I wake up?"

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Chapter completed!