What should I do if Quick Transmigration is downgraded?

Chapter 363 The "poor little boy" with heart disease 03
In the end, Ren Jiatai still didn't take away the books and test papers. Although he and Jin Lan talked about it, in fact, they still hoped that their children would do well. It is better to be willing to learn than to be unable to learn.

In the end, they told Ren Qingsong ten thousand times, don't study too late, remember to take good care of your sister and go to bed early, Ren Qingsong had to obediently promise that he would definitely let Fu Qiao go to bed early.

It's just what time it is earlier, which is quite intriguing.

"Brother, aren't you going to sleep yet?" Fu Shen looked at the electronic clock hanging on the wall opposite and said sleepily.

It's now 09:30. They started taking test papers at [-]:[-] as soon as Ren Jiatai and Jin Lan left. It has been more than three hours now. They also went to the toilet twice to calm down, but Ren Qingsong actually once I didn’t even go, I wrote one test paper after another, and it still hasn’t stopped.

Ren Qingsong raised his hand to look at his watch, relaxed, and asked her in surprise: "It's only 09:30, did you go to bed so early?"

It's 09:30 now, and she hasn't got her cheat sheet yet. As a patient, does she go to bed early at 09:30?

"You just woke up when I first came here. It was only about [-]:[-] at that time. You started taking a nap when I just left at noon today. You slept for three and a half hours, and then woke up for four and a half hours." Have you ever wanted to sleep again since you were little?"

Ren Qingsong frowned and looked at her, with the attitude that if you just nod, it'll be over.

As a good example of studying hard, Ren Qingsong usually has to study until 11:30 at home, and sometimes even has to study until the early morning when he encounters difficult knowledge points. For him, the current 09:30 is no different from early morning to noon .

"No," Fu said something bad. "I think you are so tired from studying today, and you worked so hard to cook for me. You have been running around the hospital and home. I think you should go to bed early and have a good rest."

She had no intention of sleeping, but the two of them had been doing homework without communicating, and she couldn't sit still. After all, her mission was to be with Ren Qingsong, not to study.

"I'm not tired. If you are tired," Ren Qingsong prolonged the ending, flipped through the test papers at the back, and then frowned and suggested: "If you are tired, just review the total paper [-]. You are a patient. go to bed early."

Total paper thirteen... Fu Qiao glanced at the title of the test paper in front of him—the high school entrance examination review total paper eleven.

"Why does the client have such a task? Why is she so hard to think about being with Ren Qingsong?"

Fu Chuan, whose goal has always been to be a salty fish without working hard, encountered such a situation and just wanted to be a dog.She is not a hard-working person and has always been able to muddle through things. When faced with a situation like this, she really has no clue.

1973: [The client is not overthinking, she just likes Ren Qingsong, they are all smart people, it is normal to be attracted to each other, right? ]
One is born smart, the other works hard, and they are both sons of God. They have lived together since childhood. In addition, Ren Qingsong prefers to take care of him intentionally or unintentionally in life. It is indeed normal for the client to like Ren Qingsong.

Ren Jiatai and Jin Lan are not good-looking. As the sons of the two of them, Ren Qingsong's appearance is not like a rose, it is the kind of appearance that makes people feel amazing at a glance, but like tea leaves, which need to be grasped The temperature of the water, the brewing time, the brewing technique, and the inside can only be discovered by savoring carefully.

But looking at his facial features, Ren Qingsong can be called delicate at best. His family can't give him a big body to attract attention, so he relies on his unique temperament of being as gentle as jade and as elegant as bamboo to attract everyone's attention.

Just like now, he is only wearing a white shirt, his hair is neither long nor short, and he is holding a one-dollar fountain pen in his bony hand, his eyes slide over the words on the test paper, then his lips are slightly pursed, his eyebrows are slightly raised, With the answer in mind, the pen in his hand quickly wrote neat italics on the test paper.

It's just an old ward, without even a table, but he has become a world of his own, which made Fu Qiao think of the sentence describing the hero in the novel he read with 1973 before, "People on the Moshang are like Jade, my son is unparalleled in the world."

"Don't get distracted, hurry up and write the test paper," Fu Kai saw that he was too fascinated, his eyes were so intense that Ren Qingsong couldn't ignore them, and they even became more and more hot, which caused Ren Qingsong to hold back, and raised his hand to strike with a pen. tapped her forehead.

Fu Qiao, who was immersed in beauty, did not hold back at all, she looked at Ren Qingsong obsessively and sighed: "Brother, you look so good-looking."

It's just that people are a little too strict.

"We meet every day, what's so interesting," he added, "Hurry up and write the test paper, don't get distracted."

Fu Qiao stuck out his tongue playfully at him, obediently fighting against the test paper.

For the sake of his good looks and the task, she can do it reluctantly. Anyway, he can use the client's memory handy now. Such a difficult test paper is nothing to her.

When Fu Che finished the test paper slowly, it was already eleven o'clock. Ren Qingsong took on the task of answering the answers for her, while she held the warm milk that Ren Qingsong had warmed for her, and sipped it while watching Ren Qingsong. .

From time to time, the footsteps of nurses doing rounds could be heard in the corridor, adding a rhythmic background sound to them in this silent night.

"That's right. It was a good night tonight." Ren Qingsong and the little old man who was correcting the test papers nodded happily as if they saw the perfect test paper. "It seems that you have not forgotten all the knowledge points after being hospitalized for a few days."

"After all, I am the one who wants to compete with my brother for the No.1 throne, so I dare not forget."

There has always been an agreement between Ren Qingsong and Fu Qiao that whoever is No. 1 in each exam has the right to make a request to the one who ranks lower. Although there is never such a request between the two, the two Still use this as an excuse to compete with each other.

"That's fine, that's it for today, you can get up later tomorrow, and then we will go to the hospital for discharge," Ren Qingsong put away the test paper, and began to return the pen to the nurse's station.

He walked slowly and slowly, with a straight back that was unique to a boy of this age. The thin white cloth clung to his body, and Fu Shen could even clearly see the two butterfly bones on his back.

Such a boy is really exciting.

The milk in his hand was no longer warm, so Fu Che drank it in two or three gulps, and lay on the bed waiting for Ren Qingsong to come back.

"I'll turn off the lights, okay?"

"Okay, good night brother."

"Good night."

After a few more subtle footsteps and the rustling of the bed being rubbed, the room returned to silence.

"On the first day you come to the mission world, you will be in the same room with the mission object, and if you round it up, you will be married!"

1973: Are you thinking of farting?

(End of this chapter)