Mr. Huo, stop being abusive. Miss Fu is going on a blind date again.

Ji Lin quickly threw away the cup, lifted Ling Zhao's arm, threw him on his back, put his hands through his thighs, lifted him up, and ran to the infirmary with Ling Zhao on his back!

He laid Ling Zhao on the hospital bed, took the mercury thermometer handed to him by the school doctor, and unzipped Ling Zhao's down jacket.

Before he could zip up his pants completely, a hot hand held him down.

"What are you doing?"

Ji Lin met Ling Zhao's wary eyes and didn't bother to talk nonsense with him. He zipped up his zipper and asked, "Did you know that you fainted just now?"

As he said that, he was about to zip up Ling Zhao's school uniform again.

Ling Zhao panted, "I can do it myself."

"Look at you, you don't even have the strength to speak. Come on, come on, how are you coming?"

Ji Lin didn't care whether he was willing or not and unzipped his school uniform without saying a word.

We are all grown men, why should we be shy?

However, when he unzipped Ling Zhao's school uniform, he saw that he was wearing a thick sweater underneath. "How afraid of the cold are you?"

Ling Zhao took the opportunity to take the thermometer from him and said slowly, "I'll do it myself."

Ji Lin sat aside and didn't argue with him, for fear that he would faint again after the argument.

Ling Zhao clamped the thermometer under his armpit.

The two looked at each other speechlessly.

Ji Lin rubbed his hands and touched his forehead again, "Why didn't you tell me it was so hot?"

“I thought I could make it until school was over.”

"With your physique, apart from your good kidney function, there's nothing worth looking forward to." Ji Lin insulted him mercilessly.

Ling Zhao didn't know whether his face turned red because of the insult or because he had a high fever.

After taking Ling Zhao's temperature, it was 39.8 degrees, and the school doctor quickly gave him some antipyretic medicine.

Ji Lin helped him get a cup of warm water and handed it to him.

Ling Zhao put the pill into his mouth and drank half a glass of water.

Ji Lin stared at him the whole time, and seemed to want to say something but stopped after he put down the cup.

The medical standards of this private school are equivalent to those of a community hospital.

With such a high fever, we must draw blood for testing to see if it is a viral or bacterial infection.

The nurse came to draw blood from Ling Zhao. Ling Zhao was wearing too many clothes, so he had to take them off one by one.

Watching him take off his clothes like peeling an onion, Ji Lin wanted to laugh but held it back. He held his coat and school uniform for him and stood beside him.

Ling Zhao rolled up the sleeves of his sweater, revealing a thin and white forearm. Ji Lin took a look at how delicate it was. No wonder the school bully couldn't let go of it that day and wanted to touch it again.

He even wanted to touch it to see what it felt like. A grown man's skin could be so delicate.

At the moment when the nurse was about to stab the pillow into the skin of Ling Zhao's elbow, Ji Lin didn't know what was wrong with him and blurted out: "Sister, be gentle."

The nurse was delighted when Ji Lin called her sister.

"I know. I would be gentler even without you telling me. I can't bear to pierce such delicate skin."

The moment the needle pierced his skin, Ling Zhao didn't even blink, but Ji Lin took a deep breath and couldn't help but stepped forward to cover Ling Zhao's eyes with his palms, "Don't look, I'm afraid you will faint from shock."

He could feel the hot breath from Ling Zhao, and could also feel Ling Zhao's eyelashes brushing against the palm of his hand when he blinked.

Soft and itchy.

Ji Lin suddenly withdrew his hand, let it hang by his side, and rubbed it on the crotch of his pants, but the more he rubbed, the more itchy it became.

He clenched his fingers tightly and accompanied Ling Zhao in the infirmary, waiting for the fever to subside and for the results.

Fortunately, the test results showed that it was just a common cold and fever, and it would be fine after taking some medicine.

Ling Zhao's fever had subsided. The strands of hair on his forehead were wet with sweat and drooped in wisps, allowing people to see his eyes more clearly.

No wonder he usually keeps his head down and keeps his bangs long.

Ling Zhao's eyes are quite special.

Ji Lin felt creepy when he took a look at it. It wasn't fear, but an inexplicable feeling of his heart beating faster.

He waited for Ling Zhao to put his clothes back on one by one, and finally helped him get down from the bed.

"Can you walk? Do you want me to carry you back?"

Ling Zhao paused while zipping up his pants, and looked at Ji Lin with complicated eyes, "You carried me here?"

"Otherwise, do you think I carried you here like a princess? I think that would save effort and I wouldn't worry about you falling, but for two grown men like us, it's awkward to carry you like a princess."

Just thinking about that scene made Ji Lin feel uncomfortable.

Ling Zhao blushed and said, "I didn't ask you to carry me like a princess. Thank you. How did you feel when you carried me on your back?"

"What did you feel?" Ji Lin thought for a moment, "I didn't feel anything. I just felt like you were going to die. I ran all the way here."

Ling Zhao: “…”

The two left the infirmary one after the other.

When I got back to the classroom, it was almost time to go home.

Ji Lin went back to the bathroom to get Fu Yan and Ling Zhao's cups and handed them to Fu Yan, "Why are you packing?"

Even though school was almost over, Fu Yan usually wouldn't be in such a hurry to leave.

Fu Yan turned sideways and whispered to him, "I want to go back early today. He has returned to China."

"Him?" Ji Lin was stunned for a moment, then immediately realized, "Are you talking about Huo Mingzheng?"

Fu Yan held back her laughter and nodded.

Ji Lin suddenly realized that Huo Mingzheng was Fu Yan's non-blood-related cousin, who had originally studied in a military academy, but Huo Yuanshi, the eldest grandson and heir of the Huo family, was in a car accident and became disabled in both legs. As the new heir, Huo Mingzheng had to leave the military academy and go abroad to study finance.

I didn't expect you to be back.

After Fu Yan left, Ji Lin asked Ling Zhao: "Are you ready? Let's go together."

"Okay." Ling Zhao put the books into his schoolbag and was about to put it on his back when a hand took the schoolbag away from him.

Ji Lin threw his schoolbag onto his shoulder and said, "Brother, let me carry it for you."

As he spoke, he put his arm around Ling Zhao's shoulders and said, "You are so sick now. If I don't protect you as your elder brother, am I still a human being?"

Ling Zhao quietly pulled himself free from his arms, "Thank you, thank you."

The two walked out of the classroom side by side.

The car from the Ling family that came to pick up Ling Zhao was not far away.

When the two were about to part, Ji Lin suddenly stopped Ling Zhao and comforted him: "You don't have to be too self-deprecating. Even if we are both men, there are many differences in our appearance. Or, some people just develop more slowly. Even if they don't, it doesn't matter."

Ling Zhao looked at him in confusion.

I have absolutely no idea what Ji Lin is talking about.

Ji Lin scratched the back of his head. "I know you usually keep your head down and don't dare to look at others because you are afraid that your flaws will be discovered. I just want to say that it's no big deal."

"What... flaw do I have?" Ling Zhao asked in a low voice.

Ji Lin looked away, feeling a little embarrassed to speak, "Well, just now when you were drinking water in the infirmary, I saw that you didn't seem to have an Adam's apple."