One big and one small are practicing love

It usually takes more than an hour by bus or subway, but only takes [-] minutes by taxi.

When Liu Xiaochen arrived at the school gate, his head teacher came out to pick him up. After registering his visitor information, he took Liu Xiaochen to the school's infirmary. During the half month of New Year's Day, the head teacher often came into contact with Liu Xiaochen, and they knew each other.

Along the way, Liu Xiaochen listened to the head teacher's explanation of Zuo Yan's condition. It was learned that the school doctor initially diagnosed Zuo Yan as suffering from whooping cough. According to Zuo Yan, she had been coughing for three or four days.

"Three or four days? The school should know, why is Yanyan still allowed to run during physical education class?" Liu Xiaochen asked.

The head teacher replied: "The parents did not report it to the school. When the doctor asked about Zuo Yan's condition, the child said that she had been living in someone else's house for the past few days and had no chance to tell her family."

"The cough is so obvious, can't you tell?"

"The early symptoms of whooping cough are similar to those of a cold, with low fever and runny nose, which are lighter in the day and heavier in the night. It is difficult to detect if parents are not careful and the children do not tell them. Symptoms will worsen when running, catching a cold, or crying. If the symptoms are not obvious in physical education class, I am afraid there will still be Can’t find it.”

"Have you informed Zuo Yan's father?"

"We first called Zuo Yan's father, but we didn't get through. Zuo Yan gave your number again. Later, Zuo Yan's father called back. He already knew and was rushing to school now."

While they were talking, they had arrived at the infirmary. Zuo Yan was seen sitting crookedly on the iron frame bed sickly, coughing intermittently, and her face was red from holding back.

"Yanyan, how are you?" Liu Xiaochen walked over quickly, sat beside the hospital bed, and patted Zuo Yan's back.

"Teacher Xiaoxiao, I want to go back home." Before she could finish her sentence, Zuo Yan coughed again.

"Okay." Liu Xiaochen stroked Zuo Yan's back and turned to ask the head teacher, "Excuse me, Teacher Zhang, is Zuo Yan's father coming soon? What if..."

Before he finished speaking, there were several rapid knocks on the door. Immediately afterwards, the ward door opened, and Zuo Kunmin strode in, wearing a black suit and a long black down jacket.

Liu Xiaochen stood up immediately, looked at Zuo Kunmin with joy, and said respectfully: "Teacher Zuo!"

Zuo Kunmin didn't respond to Liu Xiaochen. He didn't even look at her. As if she didn't exist, he went straight to Zuo Yan's bed and said, "Yanyan, daddy will take you home."

Liu Xiaochen thought Zuo Kunmin was worried, stood aside and asked the head teacher where the child's schoolbag and coat were.

The head teacher took out Zuo Yan's schoolbag and coat from a set of iron cabinets in the ward, handed them to Liu Xiaochen, and told the child to rest well and take care of his illness.

Liu Xiaochen put his schoolbag at the end of the bed and took his coat to the bedside. Zuo Yan had already gotten out of bed and stretched out her arms to put on her coat. Zuo Kunmin suddenly snatched the clothes from Liu Xiaochen's hands and said coldly: "You go back to school, I will take Yanyan home."

Liu Xiaochen stood there with some embarrassment and said: "I don't have classes now. I won't have class until 10 o'clock tomorrow morning. Yanyan is sick now and needs someone to take care of her."

"You don't need to take care of me." Zuo Kunmin said coldly. At this time, he had already helped Zuo Yan put on her coat. His voice was a little higher and he said, "I want you to go. Don't you understand?"

"Okay~" Liu Xiaochen choked out the word and turned around, tears streaming down his face.

"Teacher Xiaoxiao!" Zuo Yan ran two steps quickly, hugged Liu Xiaochen, and said in a crying tone: "Don't go, don't go, come home with us!" As she said that, Zuo Yan coughed violently again and said Accompanied by retching.

Liu Xiaochen hurriedly knelt down and patted Zuo Yan on the back. Zuo Kunmin, the head teacher, and the doctor all hurriedly gathered around.

The doctor said angrily: "If there is any conflict between you, don't make it in front of the child. When the child cries and roars, the cough will get worse."

When Liu Xiaochen heard this, he stood up, looked at Zuo Kunmin, and said in a trembling voice: "Teacher Zuo, tell me what I didn't do well, and I will definitely change it." As he spoke, tears flowed down unconsciously, Busy wiping tears with the back of his hand.

Zuo Kunmin suddenly saw blood all over Liu Xiaochen's face. He also saw bright red blood stains on the back of her hands, the cuffs of her light blue down jacket and beige sweater. He said nervously: "Xiao Xiao, what's wrong with you? Where are you injured?" Oh, why is there so much blood?"

Liu Xiaochen lowered her head and looked at the back of her hands, clothes, and sleeves. She remembered that she was in a hurry to pull out the needle and didn't have time to press the needle hole to stop the bleeding. In winter, her clothes were thick and long and covered her hands. She didn't realize that she had lost so much blood.

"It's okay." Liu Xiaochen shook his head gently.

Upon seeing this, the school doctor hurriedly took Liu Xiaochen to the clinic for treatment. Tear off the blood-stained medical tape on the back of your hand, use tweezers to hold cotton dipped in alcohol, and wipe the blood on the back of your hand until it is clean and three pinholes and a bruise are clearly exposed.

"No, wipe your face too." Zuo Kunmin said softly, holding a tissue in his hand and handing it to Liu Xiaochen.

"Thank you!" Liu Xiaochen took the tissue and wiped his face.

"Take your things and follow me home."

Zuo Kun Min strode away holding Zuo Yan, while Liu Xiaochen followed behind holding Zuo Yan's schoolbag.