Fang Zhao struggled to move his mouth: "Yeah."

The drip worked quickly, and his face was obviously full of blood: "The fever was quite serious just now, and my lips were turned white, but now I look much better."

"Sister Xiaoli, please give me a few more bottles."

"One bottle." The nurse lady saw that she was not sober: "Your classmate kept an eye on the first two bottles for you. If he didn't carry you over, you might not know how they would have burned."

Yan Shu still carried her? It was so embarrassing.

The blush on his face spread to his ears. Fang Zhao rubbed his eyes and glanced at the person next to him from the corner of his eye: "Actually, you can go back now."

"Huh?" Yan Shu closed the book and raised his eyelids at her in boredom: "What did you say?"

Fang Zhao's heart beat violently and he regained consciousness completely: "No...it's nothing."

He whispered, stood up, pulled the corner of his clothes, turned and walked towards the door.

Seeing that figure leaving the infirmary without looking back, Fang Zhao sighed briefly and covered his upper face with one hand: "Are you still leaving?"

This idea didn't last long, Yan Shu came in carrying two bottles of mineral water, one was his own and the other was bought for Fang Zhao.

She raised her eyes and saw Yan Shu, who was neatly seated next to her, as if he had never left. She was stunned: "Didn't you leave?"

"I am responsible for you." After all, he occupied the umbrella yesterday and made Fang Zhao sick. Yan Shu unscrewed the cap of the mineral water bottle: "Here, drink."

She took the mineral water and took two big gulps.

When the needle tip came off the back of her hand, Fang Zhao was finally able to move. She shook her arm and hit her aching shoulder blade.

He followed Yan Shu back to the classroom.

The last self-study class in the classroom.

After sitting back in her seat, Fang Zhao glanced at the geography test paper on the table. She raised her eyebrows slightly and glanced at the front. No, she didn't change the questions that Ren Xiang asked her to correct.

However, the test paper is full of traces of corrections.

"Did you change it for me?" she asked Liu Liu next to her.

"Zhao, what are you thinking about? I didn't write it myself." Liu Liu's hand playing with her hair was stunned. She thought for a moment: "Yan Shu, he used your test paper for reference when you were sleeping."

"Yan Shu?" Fang Zhao licked his lips. Did Yan Shu change it?

Following this thought, she found the sticky note lying in the pencil case. She pasted the sticky note on the test paper and compared it repeatedly, and the handwriting was consistent.

The sunlight was divided into squares of different sizes by the window, and the boy's shadow was seen through the sunlight. She didn't look at him, and he didn't look at the light.

After school, people in the class rushed out like crazy.

Fang Zhao put the MP3 player into her ears as usual, and the student on duty cleaned until the messy sounds suddenly stopped, and she realized that she was the only one left in the class _____ again.

Wait... Fang Zhao turned his head in confusion, she was not the only one now.

Yan Shu sat upright in the back row, his white school uniform swaying in the wind, and the pen in his hand kept dancing.

In the extremely hot midsummer, she was probably dizzy from the heat, so she quietly looked at the penultimate position without saying a word.

The people in the second-to-last row seemed to feel the burning gaze, raised their heads, and asked casually: "You haven't left yet?"

A few seconds after these words reached Fang Zhao's ears, she hesitated for a while: "Get ready and leave." Yan Shu left without asking her. She hadn't eaten anything all day, and now she felt hungry whenever she moved.

of panic.

Fang Zhao took off her MP3 player, took a deep breath and put the book away. She picked up her schoolbag and walked for a short distance. She suddenly remembered what the nurse sister said in the infirmary - Yan Shu had been watching the intravenous drip for her all afternoon.

She tightened the hanging strap of her schoolbag and mustered up the courage to turn back: "Classmate Yan, the tofu pudding shop in front of the school is delicious."
Chapter completed!